He lifted an eyebrow. “Why the socks?”
“Because it’s cute.”
He rolled his eyes and pushed me on the bed, his cock leading the way and mine arching up to meet his. “To see you in my bed, against these very sheets, has been a dream of mine. And now here you are.”
I opened my arms. “Here I am. Come on, baby. Show me what you got.”
It didn’t take long before our limbs were tangled, my legs around his as we rolled back and forth, laughing and swearing at each other just the way we used to. I was with Walt, and it was good. Very good.
Panting, I moved down to bite a nipple.
“Jesus, God, your mouth, Jared,” Walt said as he arched against me. “Again,” he ordered. I complied.
I licked his belly button, tugged on his pubic hair, and sniffed him all over. He’d washed his crotch since he’d come earlier, but his scent was still pungent. I loved it. I parted his legs and sucked on his hole a little. Then I sat up.
“You’re planning to fuck me, right?”