Page 149 of Say I Do

“You work too much,” he said as he leaned forward and brushed his lips against mine. “Some of these people are going to have to learn how to live without you sometimes. I think I’ll help you run shit.”

“Is that so?” I grinned as he kissed me and pulled back a bit. “Who says I’ll let you?”

“Don’t make me stab you, okay?” Harlow nipped my bottom lip. “Seriously though, I can help. If you want.”

I took his hand and squeezed it. “If I had you running shit, everyone would run screaming.” A grin took over my lips as he slapped my chest. “I never said that was a bad thing. Maybe they’d do their fucking jobs knowing I had someone looking over my shoulder at them.”

Harlow laughed. “Count me in. I like scaring the shit out of people.”

“I know you do, baby.”

Harlow rocked and rolled his hips on my lap as we kissed. I knew all too well what that meant. Harlow was never subtle when he was horny.

“Fuck me already,” Harlow groaned.

“What do I look like? A machine? Suck my dick first.”

Harlow shook his head. “You just like it when I do it!”

“Yeah, I do,” I grinned. “No one sucks my cock better than you.”

“Aww, you know just what to say.”

We shifted until we were more comfortable. Harlow moved to the floor before he took my cock in his mouth. I raised up, thrusting my length down his throat. Harlow gagged, glared, and then swallowed me down more. His head bobbed up and down as I groaned. My fingers weaved into his hair.

“Shit. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of this,” I moaned.

The look in Harlow’s eyes was light as he gazed up at me.Does that mean he feels the same way?If his mouth wasn’t full, I was sure he would say exactly that. I fucked into his throat as emotions slammed into me one by one; worry, affection, love. Every one of them was laced with danger because I knew how rough my life was. I also knew that Harlow didn’t care. He’d meet any threat of violence with more of his own. And I would be there by his side to watch him burn it all down.

Harlow slipped my cock out with an audible pop. He moved quickly to remove my shoes and drag my pants completely down my thighs. Tossing them aside, he buried his face between my spread thighs. Harlow gazed up at me as his tongue ran over my balls. I groaned, tightening my grip in his hair as he sucked one ball after the other into his mouth and then let them go. Harlow’s tongue traced over my flesh before I felt his hot, wet tongue prod at my asshole.

“Woah!” I growled. “What have I told you?”

Harlow chuckled. “You’re not going around saying you’re straight anymore.” He grinned. “I thought maybe you’d want to give it a try.”

“Why do you want to do this so badly?” I asked as I sighed.

“I love doing it,” Harlow shrugged. “I know how good it feels, and I want you to feel that.”

My face heated as I glanced away from my husband. The man knew how to cross lines that I thought I’d never want stepped over. My stomach tightened, but a stroke of excitement ran up my spine as I thought about Harlow’s face buried between my cheeks.

I groaned. “Fine.”

“We don’t have to do it if you don’t want to.”

I dragged Harlow up to me by his hair. “Do it, or shut the fuck up.”

“Yes, Benito,” he purred. “Do me at the same time?”

“Fuck. Come on.”

Harlow happily stripped and climbed onto the seat with me. As his cock dangled in my face, my heart raced. I wrapped my arms around his leg, dragged him taut against my body, and swallowed his dick. Harlow gasped.

“Fuck, that feels good.” He rolled his hips. “More.”

Greedy.

I slapped Harlow’s ass roughly before I gripped his heated flesh. The moan that left his lips made my body ignite. I took his cock in deeper, reminding myself to breathe around his dick as he pumped his hips up and down. I jumped as the wetness of his tongue swiped against my asshole.

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