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“Mmm. Feels really good. We don’t have to be downstairs for two hours.” He continued to rub against me. The fluid he released because of his arousal made my crack slick. I liked it when he kissed across my shoulders, then sucked up along my neck. The way I shivered under his touch proved that I was more than happy to spend the next few hours giving my man pleasure instead of worrying. “I want to touch and lick every inch of you.” He whispered while tugging my lobe between his teeth. “I’ll use my lips to make those bruises feel better.”

“I think that’s a great idea.” I turned in his arms, our cocks pushed together. When I sucked in a breath, he pulled my hips against his, then shifted back and forth. Our solid shafts were unyielding, and it was an exquisite feeling. Every time I was with him, I was amazed by how hard we could get. The feeling of us together took me to places that I’d only been to with Angus.

“That feels so fucking good.” His tongue sought mine, and when they made contact, the heat sent a tingle through my groin, but warmth spread through my heart.

“I love you,” I said against his lips. His smile was obvious even though I couldn’t see it. I thought I had been in love before, but every day he touched my heart in a way that felt new. When we hit the bed, he lay back and pulled me down with him. Sliding toward the center together, I lay over him, his body firm under mine. As I kissed his sternum, I then moved toward one of his sensitive nipples. Unable to help myself, I took the hard nub between my teeth, then bit it until he yelped.

“Fuck. You already know my body so well.”

“Every inch of you is perfect. And belongs to me.” I responded easily. His cock was thick and solid, the head leaking, and I kissed my way toward it. As I continued my path, I followed the deep V on one side, then moved to the other, not giving his cock any attention, which is what he wanted. He thrust his hips seeking friction.

“Eion.” Hearing him say my name always aroused me. And I doubled down on the sensitive skin at his groin, then along the crease of his hip. With open-mouthed kisses, I moved toward his balls, and he squirmed under me—I loved it. “Eion.” He said much louder. There was a definite whine in his tone.

“Yes?” I sucked one of his balls into my mouth, loving how it made him moan. “Is there a problem?”

“You are. Ngh.” My mouth was around the head of his cock, and it stopped him from saying anything further. I held his hip with my hand while my residual limb and bicep lay across his belly, pinning him in place. The noises he made were vulgar, and I actually blushed. I couldn’t believe I caused him to lose control so completely.

“Do you like that, Angus?” I still hadn’t taken more than the crown, sucking it lightly, but I could tell by his little whimpers that he was getting close. I loved having this power over him. Bringing him close was easy, and the embarrassing truth was, he could do the same to me. There was so much more between us than sex. Our emotional and mental connection was a bond that felt better than I had ever expected. I ran my tongue around the sensitive glans, then finally sucked him deeply. The head closed my throat for a moment before I pulled back. Tightening my mouth around the shaft, I moved over the smooth skin, using my lips and tongue to pleasure him.

“Fuck. Shit.” He rocked his hips. “Eion. Please.” This control over him made me feel powerful, yet I wanted nothing more than to give him what he wanted. I enjoyed having him on edge. I flicked my tongue over the slit, then from the head down the underside of his thick rod. Which forced him to thrust up. While he moaned, I took him deeply again. Unable to help myself, I rubbed against the comforter to relieve some of the need within me, but getting him to the pinnacle was my focus.

“You going to come for me, Baby?”

“Yes. Please. Yes.” With him on the edge, I held him deep in my throat, the need for air secondary to pushing him over. He pushed deeper a few times, and then I felt his already rock-hard cock swell. It was a feeling I wanted to hold on to until I tasted the first salty burst of his release. The taste of him brought me to the edge. He pulsed over and over, and I couldn’t wait to do it again because I wanted to see him fall for me thousands of times more.

“I want to see you, Eion.” He pulled at me until my knees were on either side of his hips. He reached for me, his hand wrapped around my length. When my hand joined his, the pleasure started to run up the back of my legs, then gathered low in my belly, until I could feel the electricity as it pulled me over. I looked at my partner, our eyes locked.

“That’s it. Come for me.” He said with his eyes locked with mine. My body rolled through my orgasm, a feeling of intense pleasure, and my heart cracked open even more. I was so completely gone for Angus MacGregor. His stomach and chest were covered in my come, and the possessiveness in me loved knowing he wore my release. I had claimed him as mine. I gave no thought to the cooling come when I leaned down and kissed him gently. I needed him to know all the ways he touched my soul. For the first time ever, I wondered if Trey walking away because he couldn’t see the man I could be was a blessing. As new as this thing between Angus and me was, the way I felt about him was one hundred times more intense than anything I had with my ex.

Angus was one of the best people I had ever known. I lay on my side, and he turned to face me. “That was.” I smiled. He made me feel good just by being here with me. Anything else, like making love, was a bonus.

“It really was.” We lay there for a long time and enjoyed our post orgasm haze. We looked at each other, our fingers laced together. I smiled. “I suppose it wouldn’t be appropriate to go to a black-tie event smelling like sex.”

“If it wasn’t to make money for our Sanctuary, then I wouldn’t care.” I was pretty sure he wasn’t kidding, but he was right. This was for Orlando, Bethany, and all the animals that lived on the property, plus all the ones we would help in the future.

Once I stood, I offered him a hand. “Shower with me?”

“I would love to. I’ll make sure to give all the sensitive parts plenty of attention. You need to be squeaky clean.” He smiled and followed me to the bathroom.

I was back in front of the mirror, with my slacks on and my dress shirt open. When I moved, I could still see some of the marks. He walked up behind me, and our eyes met in the mirror. “You are looking pretty sexy. We could stay in the room for the night.”

I laughed. “I think your mother would come up here and drag us both out by our ears.”

“No doubt. I want you to cinch me up.” Like always, Angus would wear a custom corset as the vest under his jacket. Mine matched his, but it wasn’t a corset. Getting to lace him up was something I looked forward to every day he worked. We had discussed his fetish, but it also brought him comfort, and he looked incredibly sexy. All of it was a win for me.

“Of course I will. If you will do my buttons and cufflinks.” Small fidgety things were difficult for me to finesse with my prosthetic. I could do it, but our relationship was at a point where I didn’t feel like I was less than for asking my boyfriend to do something I could do but would take me longer. I didn’t wear dress shirts very often, so it wasn’t something that came up very often, but tonight, not only was it going to be helpful, but there was a certain intimacy to the process. We stood face to face as he buttoned my shirt. I could already tell how nice it was to have a dress shirt that accommodated my harness. His smile was gorgeous, and he kissed me gently.

“You look so handsome. Which bow tie do you want to wear?”

“I think the black one with one of the Orlando rainbow pins on the lapel.”

“It’s like wrapping a present that I can’t open until the end of the day.” He straightened my tie. “You look incredible. You are going to woo them all.”

“As long as I woo you, that’s all that matters.”

“You already have my heart. Everything else is icing.”

When I pulled the crisscrosses tight, Angus let out a contented sigh. I’d become an expert on this process. I stood behind him and kissed up and down his neck. “You look so fucking sexy.” I sucked behind his ear and watched him shiver. Tightening it more, I smiled when I finished. This made him happy, and it made me feel all kinds of things. We pulled our jackets on and then stood together in front of the mirror. “You make me look good. Well, that and this really nice tuxedo.”