Page 90 of The Husband Game

“I don’t want to hurt you.” Dustin’s dark hair tumbled over his forehead, damp with sweat, and his eyes looked so deep and warm in this light.

“You won’t. I want you to come. Please, Dustin. Keep fucking me.”

Dustin groaned and rocked forward like he couldn’t help himself.

The drag of his cock over Charlie’s prostate forced a little gasp from his lips.

The feeling was so much, super intense because he’d just come, but it was so good too and he was greedy for more of it.

“C’mon,” Charlie coaxed, running his hands up and down Dustin’s back because he could tell he was hesitating. When he began to move, Charlie let out a happy little groan, clinging tightly to him.

Dustin planted his hands on either side of Charlie’s head and Charlie lifted to kiss his arm, unable to resist showing his appreciation for the power of his body.

Charlie shifted until his knees pointed up and out, allowing Dustin to get in deeper. Dustin stared down at him, lips parted, a look of pained intensity crossing his face when he snapped his hips and sped up.

He fucked Charlie hard and deep for a few moments, letting out a deep groan when he finally stilled, hips jerking with what seemed like helpless little spasms of pleasure.

Dustin collapsed onto him for a moment before he rolled to the side.

Charlie almost missed the suffocating sweaty weight pinning him down so he wriggled until Dustin lay half on top of him again.

Dustin propped himself up on one arm and brushed his thumb over Charlie’s cheekbone, smiling down at him for a moment, gaze warm. He followed that with a featherlight kiss of his lips to the same spot on Charlie’s face before he settled on his side with his cheek on his arm, still looking intently at him.

Charlie squirmed, a little unsettled by the scrutiny.

“Well, was it worth the wait?” Charlie joked to lighten the mood and Dustin let out a groan, pulling Charlie even closer, wrapping him up tight.

“Of course it was.” Dustin rubbed a hand up and down his back. “But you do realize I’m going to be insatiable now, right?”

“Yeah?” Charlie smiled at him.

Dustin’s gaze turned sharp and intent and he rasped, “Mmhmm. I’m gonna have to have you on every flat surface of this house. Twice.”

“I dunno. This is a pretty big house,” Charlie said with a little laugh that dissolved into a groan as Dustin slid lower, burying his face against Charlie’s neck.

The abrasion of his stubble sent a shiver through him.

“Yeah.” Dustin sounded like he was smiling and he pressed a soft little kiss to Charlie’s Adam’s apple before he lifted his head. “And I know how much lingerie you own. I’m going to have to fuck you in all of that as well.”

Charlie sifted his hand through Dustin’s hair, watching the way his eyes slid half-closed with pleasure when he gently scraped his nails against his scalp.

“You like that, huh?”

“The lingerie?” Dustin let out a rough little laugh. “You have no idea, kitten. It makes me want to buy out every store in Toronto for you just so I can see how beautiful you look in it.”

Oh.

Well … that left Charlie feeling a little breathless.

Earlier, when he’d dressed, he hadn’t exactly meant wearing the lingerie as a test for Dustin but maybe somewhere in the back of his head he’d wondered if Dustin would find it as hot now that he was sober.

But if it was a test, Dustin had passed it with flying colors.

Since Charlie had appeared in the bedroom doorway, Dustin’s gaze had been so full of heat and need it made Charlie shiver.

And maybe it was shallow but Charlie loved inspiring that level of desire.

He felt so beautiful, so right in his own skin, when Dustin looked at him like that.

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