Page 118 of The Husband Game

“Harder,” Charlie begged, his thighs beginning to burn.

Dustin used his upper body strength to fuck Charlie harder over him, bouncing him up and down.

When Charlie angled his hips just right, he came with a strangled gasp, clenching around Dustin, digging his nails into the caps of his shoulders.

A few hard, deep thrusts later and Dustin was coming too, body trembling, forehead pressed to Charlie’s.

After, when they were both spent, Charlie let out a sigh and slumped against Dustin’s body.

“I’ve got you, kitten,” he whispered, pressing his lips to Charlie’s jaw. “I’ve got you.”

And Charlie closed his eyes, breathing hard, wondering how he’d ever walk away from this.

But the sweet, private moment was broken by the sounds of heavy footfalls.

“Hey, D,” Matty called out cheerfully. “Where are you? You and Charlie wanna grab dinner with some of us tonight?”

“Don’t come in here!” Dustin and Charlie shouted in unison as they both scrambled for something to cover themselves with.

The first thing Charlie grabbed was Dustin’s Fisher Cats shirt and he hastily pulled it over his head, tugging it down to hide his bare ass.

He didn’t quite get it covered before Colton and Matty walked in.

“My eyes!” Colton wailed dramatically as he turned away, almost tripping over his own feet in his haste. “Oh I’ve seen things that can never be unseen!”

“Shit. Sorry, guys,” Matty yelped, turning away too, his palm over his eyes. “When you didn’t answer my text, I thought we’d stop by but …”

“Yeah, numb nuts, did you ever think there was a reason WHY I didn’t answer?” Dustin said with a snort as he tucked a blanket around their hips, hiding both their bare lower halves.

“Uhh, well, now I know?” Matty said in a sheepish tone. “Is it safe to look yet?”

“More or less,” Dustin grumbled.

Charlie laughed as Matty turned to face them, peering carefully through the space between two of his fingers.

“Sorry.” Matty grimaced. “We didn’t mean to walk in on you.”

“How about you knock next time?” Dustin suggested with a laugh. “Because I am not going to stop having sex with my husband in my own house. It’s on you if you walk in on something you don’t want to see.”

“I think we need to build a moat.” Charlie huffed. “With alligators. Maybe that will keep them out.”

Colton grinned. “Sounds like a great plan. You should get on that.”

Dustin groaned and buried his head against Charlie’s shoulder. “Remind me I love my team?”

Giggling, Charlie kissed his hair. “You love your team and you know it.”

“Enough to come to dinner with us tonight?” Matty asked, his tone hopeful.

Dustin let out a little hum. “I don’t know, what do you think, kitten?”

Charlie shrugged. He was getting more comfortable eating around Dustin’s teammates. They were all too focused on shoveling food in their own faces to worry about what anyone else was doing. “I’m good with that.”

“Text us the address,” Dustin said, squeezing Charlie’s bare butt cheek under the blanket. “We have to get cleaned up first.”

“Sure.” Matty made a face and turned away. “See you in a bit.”

Colton fell into step behind him. “Hundred bucks they never make it to the restaurant,” he muttered.

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