Total pages in book: 156
Estimated words: 145676 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 728(@200wpm)___ 583(@250wpm)___ 486(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 145676 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 728(@200wpm)___ 583(@250wpm)___ 486(@300wpm)
Their slacks tangled at their ankles as he pushed into Robert’s sweet ass over and over, the friction on his cock driving his hips greedily.
Fast and deep, he took his man like he’d begged him to do. His thrusts became more desperate the longer he tried to hold back his impending orgasm. Landon reached around, wrapping his fingers around Robert’s rigid shaft. He stroked him with determination, Robert’s quick breaths letting him know his man was just as gone as he was.
“Come for me,” Landon commanded, his movement almost frantic with his own need to feel Robert lose control.
“Fuck…yes…Landon.” Robert gasped, his dick twitching in Landon’s grip before covering his fingers with hot come. The smell of sex was so strong in the room that his head spun from the sweetness of it all. He dug the fingers of his other hand into Robert’s hips and pushed so deep into that constricting heat that he saw stars.
He barely pulled out before his release erupted in tremors of pleasure that made his stomach muscles contract as he painted Robert’s ass with thick streaks of come. He stroked Robert one more time, milking the last of his orgasm from his cock.
Landon collapsed over Robert’s back, brushing his lips in a tender kiss against the skin of his neck. “I’ll love you forever.” A promise that would be so easily kept.
“Forever,” Robert replied.
“Thank you for bringing me here,” Landon said, nuzzling his face in the crook of Robert’s neck.
“Thank you for asking to see my home. I didn’t realize how much I missed it,” Robert said on a yawn. “Now, I’m happily covered in come and completely worn out.”
“Covered in come, yes, but I highly doubt you’re worn out. Besides, this is just practice for the rest of the honeymoon.” Landon forced himself to move, easing away from Robert. He reached for the drawer beside him, grabbing a hand towel for Robert and another one for himself, wetting them both once the water heated. “I’m excited for Fiji. You’re spoiling me.” He offered Robert the warm towel.
“Yeah, it’s spoiling me more. I get to watch your hard body running on the beach. That’s exciting,” Robert said quickly cleaning himself.
“Let’s go home, Romeo.” Landon laughed as he straightened his clothing. He loved these stolen moments. And was excited for whatever his guy had in store for him in the years to come.
Chapter 33
November 2015
“Babe, we need another pan of the brazen tacos,” Robert called over his shoulder, looking down the line of waiting customers ready to place their orders for his vegetarian and vegan lunch tacos. Pride swelled within him as he focused on counting the change for the current customer’s order.
“Your sister gonna win tonight?”
Robert checked the guy out, making sure he wasn’t supposed to know him before looking down again, quickly sorting through the coins. This was election day for the United States senate seat for Minnesota. The one Autumn had campaigned hard for and left no room for anything other than a resounding victory.
Robert smiled and handed the customer his change, then rolled down the top of the brown paper bag next to him, holding it out as the guy pocketed the money. “I sure hope so. If you know anyone in Minnesota, encourage them to vote today.”
“Will do. We need another Adams in politics.”
Robert grinned at the guy’s kind encouragement. Those words had been echoed many times over during the last few weeks. Much like all politics today, the Minnesota senate race had turned ugly, a tactic Autumn had prepared well for. Her responses and courses of action had regularly made national news. His sister was smart. He would swear the Google search engine ran inside her brain. She had an arsenal of quick-witted facts and a vast knowledge of history, politics, and policy at the ready to sling at any given moment. The whole nation seemed riveted to this race while speculating on the broader picture of Autumn’s political career.
“Thank you. I think so too.” Robert tried for a warm smile then looked past the guy to the next customer.
“Next. Got two brazens and a corn,” one of his staff called to him. Robert looked inside the bag to check the accuracy of the order before he rang the selection into the cash register.
“Give me a guava juice, please,” the customer added, holding his phone under the scanner, ready to digitally transfer payment.
“Heard,” Landon said loudly behind him.
The teenage boy living inside him caused Robert to spare a glance over his shoulder as his husband, the one who’d become the backbone and brawn of their little family owned business, bent over to retrieve the beverage. Robert’s cock stirred. Old habits died hard, and he suspected this one might not ever go away; he’d always ogle his husband’s butt, especially when it was displayed so sexily.