catch up to me,” Kent said.
Dex rubbed his hand along Kent’s belly, the fine little abs. “Today is not that day.”
“No. Not today.” Kent arched for him, body rippling. “You feel so good.”
“Yeah, you too.”
Dex pushed Kent over, rolling on top of him and kissing him. Their bodies fit so well together, his cock cradled beside Kent’s, sliding on the smooth warmth. Their bodies, their lives, their likes and dislikes… everything matched up. Almost everything.
Dex kissed Kent harder, losing himself in it. He didn’t want to think about anything right now but how good this all felt. So that’s what he did, just loved on Kent the best he could.
Kent’s hand found the back of his head, fingers digging in as they rubbed. Groaning, he rocked them together, their cocks hot as they slid together.
“Don’t stop.” Kent’s words were pushed into his mouth.
No, he wasn’t going to stop, not until they were both sweaty, sticky, and well-satisfied. At which point he fully intended to start again.
He got a hand around both their cocks, stroking eagerly. Kent’s free hand moved to tug and twist at his nipples, the little teases maddening. Groaning, he pushed into the touches, silently telling Kent how good it was. Kent started losing his rhythm, the roll of his hips becoming jerky, restless.
Dex looked into the sherry-colored eyes, pressed closer as he squeezed them even tighter together. Kent gasped, face going lax, eyes unfocused as heat poured between them.
“Oh, sweet….” Dex breathed the smell in deeply, loving it.
It only took a few more strokes before he came too, adding his heat between their bellies, changing the smell to them . Perfect. God, it was perfect.
“I love you, Kent McMann.” More than anything.
Kent offered him a watery smile. “Ditto.”
“Excellent.” Dex took another kiss, letting their come grow cold between them.
Kent kissed his temple, lips clinging to his skin.
“I could live in this moment forever,” Dex said softly.
“Yeah. Yeah, you and me and breakfast.”
“You and me and this feeling right here.” Not to be schmaltzy, but it was perfect. Right here like this.
And Kent was going to change it.
He closed his eyes and kissed Kent again. No thinking. No thinking. Just this. Nothing more.
Chapter Twelve
KENT MET Elizabeth at her ob-gyn’s office, so conflicted he couldn’t breathe. He loved Dex. Dex loved him. Dex didn’t like kids. He was having a baby. God.
Elizabeth hugged him and gave him a tentative smile. “You okay, honey?”
“I’m great. Nervous. You?”
“Excited. We’re getting to see your baby today!”
“I know.” His hands were shaking like leaves on a tree. “I know. God.”
She laughed and squeezed his fingers.
When the nurse called Elizabeth’s name, she squeezed again. “Come on, honey.”
“Yep. Baby. Baby, baby, baby.” He was going to throw up.
She chuckled, and they went into the ultrasound room. The lights were low, and there was a bed next to the machine. The machine that was going to show him his baby.
“Do I just sit? Do you have to get naked? Are we going to hear the heartbeat? I want to record it on my phone.” His hand was wrapped tight around it, and he was ready to whip it out.
She laughed. “Just sit, honey, and get your phone out. You don’t have to worry about seeing my naked flesh, except for a bit of my belly, and yes, we are totally going to hear the heartbeat.”
“I don’t mind your belly. I’m just…. This is really happening, right?” Kent was beside himself.
“It is.” She patted her belly. “I know you’re going to be anyway, but you don’t need to be nervous. You’re going to be a wonderful father, Kent.”
“I hope so. I really do. I’m sacrificing a lot on the hope that I don’t suck at it.”
She frowned at him, but before she could say anything, the doctor came in.
“Good morning! How are we feeling today?”
Kent looked at Elizabeth, who cracked
Dex rubbed his hand along Kent’s belly, the fine little abs. “Today is not that day.”
“No. Not today.” Kent arched for him, body rippling. “You feel so good.”
“Yeah, you too.”
Dex pushed Kent over, rolling on top of him and kissing him. Their bodies fit so well together, his cock cradled beside Kent’s, sliding on the smooth warmth. Their bodies, their lives, their likes and dislikes… everything matched up. Almost everything.
Dex kissed Kent harder, losing himself in it. He didn’t want to think about anything right now but how good this all felt. So that’s what he did, just loved on Kent the best he could.
Kent’s hand found the back of his head, fingers digging in as they rubbed. Groaning, he rocked them together, their cocks hot as they slid together.
“Don’t stop.” Kent’s words were pushed into his mouth.
No, he wasn’t going to stop, not until they were both sweaty, sticky, and well-satisfied. At which point he fully intended to start again.
He got a hand around both their cocks, stroking eagerly. Kent’s free hand moved to tug and twist at his nipples, the little teases maddening. Groaning, he pushed into the touches, silently telling Kent how good it was. Kent started losing his rhythm, the roll of his hips becoming jerky, restless.
Dex looked into the sherry-colored eyes, pressed closer as he squeezed them even tighter together. Kent gasped, face going lax, eyes unfocused as heat poured between them.
“Oh, sweet….” Dex breathed the smell in deeply, loving it.
It only took a few more strokes before he came too, adding his heat between their bellies, changing the smell to them . Perfect. God, it was perfect.
“I love you, Kent McMann.” More than anything.
Kent offered him a watery smile. “Ditto.”
“Excellent.” Dex took another kiss, letting their come grow cold between them.
Kent kissed his temple, lips clinging to his skin.
“I could live in this moment forever,” Dex said softly.
“Yeah. Yeah, you and me and breakfast.”
“You and me and this feeling right here.” Not to be schmaltzy, but it was perfect. Right here like this.
And Kent was going to change it.
He closed his eyes and kissed Kent again. No thinking. No thinking. Just this. Nothing more.
Chapter Twelve
KENT MET Elizabeth at her ob-gyn’s office, so conflicted he couldn’t breathe. He loved Dex. Dex loved him. Dex didn’t like kids. He was having a baby. God.
Elizabeth hugged him and gave him a tentative smile. “You okay, honey?”
“I’m great. Nervous. You?”
“Excited. We’re getting to see your baby today!”
“I know.” His hands were shaking like leaves on a tree. “I know. God.”
She laughed and squeezed his fingers.
When the nurse called Elizabeth’s name, she squeezed again. “Come on, honey.”
“Yep. Baby. Baby, baby, baby.” He was going to throw up.
She chuckled, and they went into the ultrasound room. The lights were low, and there was a bed next to the machine. The machine that was going to show him his baby.
“Do I just sit? Do you have to get naked? Are we going to hear the heartbeat? I want to record it on my phone.” His hand was wrapped tight around it, and he was ready to whip it out.
She laughed. “Just sit, honey, and get your phone out. You don’t have to worry about seeing my naked flesh, except for a bit of my belly, and yes, we are totally going to hear the heartbeat.”
“I don’t mind your belly. I’m just…. This is really happening, right?” Kent was beside himself.
“It is.” She patted her belly. “I know you’re going to be anyway, but you don’t need to be nervous. You’re going to be a wonderful father, Kent.”
“I hope so. I really do. I’m sacrificing a lot on the hope that I don’t suck at it.”
She frowned at him, but before she could say anything, the doctor came in.
“Good morning! How are we feeling today?”
Kent looked at Elizabeth, who cracked
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