Brothers in Blue A Bryson Family Christmas - Jeanne St. James Page 0,34

on his fingers. “Careful. I don’t want to knee you in the face.”

Adam shifted enough to let Teddy access the area he needed to prep inside and out and, once he was done, he closed the cap and tossed it down near his hip in case Adam would need more. They no longer used condoms since they had both been tested before moving in together, and both agreed to test yearly for peace of mind. But they never went without lube. Though, in a pinch, they’d found some interesting alternatives to commercial lubricants.

As soon as Teddy settled back into place, Adam took him deep into his mouth again and on the upstroke, circled the tip with his tongue. On the down stroke, purposely, but gently, scraped his teeth over T’s sensitive head. His whole body jerked and Adam pinned him down to the bed with an arm over T’s waist and increased his pace, getting a bit more aggressive with his actions.

That action got the reaction he was hoping for. Which was Teddy losing his mind and forgetting all about his unneeded worry that Adam fell out of love with him or wasn’t attracted to him anymore. That was far from the truth.

“Lover...”

Adam smiled around T’s cock, which had gotten harder the closer he was to exploding.

“Adam, baby...”

Adam ignored the warnings and continued on his path to bring Teddy to orgasm.

“I...” Teddy whimpered. “Oh... I’m coming...”

That was the whole point, so it wasn’t a surprise. Adam didn’t let up, didn’t slow down, he kept the same pace until Teddy’s hips shot up and he cried out Adam’s name, who was glad he had short hair, otherwise T might have ripped out a large chunk of it as he came. His future husband’s cum coated his tongue and slid down his throat as he accepted all of it.

He didn’t even let Teddy come off the rush of his orgasm before Adam was spreading his fiancé’s thighs wide and pushing his knees back toward his slender chest, giving Adam the access he needed and wanted.

He moved until he was on his knees, slid his dick down T’s lubed crease until he found his target.

“Yes,” Teddy hissed. “Please...”

The crown of his cock slipped past the tight ring of muscle and he drove himself into his man, claiming him.

Reminding him of one reason they were together.

They fit. Their differences complemented each other. Even though their personalities were opposite, they somehow worked together.

Teddy kept him from being too serious and he kept T grounded. Only to a point, because he didn’t want to stifle Teddy’s zest for life. Or who he was.

It was Teddy being in Adam’s face and not letting himself be ignored that day at Marc and Leah’s wedding that made him consider T as a lover. As a friend. And eventually his partner in life.

Once Adam was deeply seated, he hesitated for only a second, just long enough to interlace his fingers with T’s and press their joined hands into the bed. Then he stared into his man’s jade-colored eyes. Eyes so expressive, Adam could pick up on Teddy’s mood easily just by reading them.

“Hey,” he whispered as he moved slowly in and out of T’s hot, slick canal, physically connecting the two of them. Now, he wanted to connect them mentally. To show his fiancé he had no reason to worry. Adam wasn’t going anywhere.

“Hey, handsome,” Teddy whispered back, his eyes getting shinier than they should during sex. This was supposed to be a happy moment, not a sad one.

“You’ve got no reason to worry.”

Teddy bit his bottom lip and nodded his head, but said nothing.

That meant he would still worry.

But then, that was who Teddy was and Adam shouldn’t expect any different.

“I love you...”

Another nod of his head, Teddy’s green eyes beginning to well.

Jesus, if he started crying...

“I love being inside you.”

Again, a nod, this time a tear slipped out, ran down his temple and into his dark blond hair.

Then a sniffle.

And... of course, his face began to twist.

Shit.

“If you start bawling, I’m pulling out and going back to sleep.”

Teddy’s eyes went wide and he frowned. “Don’t you dare.”

“Don’t you dare cry,” Adam ordered.

Teddy pulled one of his hands free and fanned it rapidly over his now damp face. “Well, you’re making me emotional!”

“You are making yourself emotional.”

“How’d I get so lucky to get my very own Bryson buck?”

“You hunted me down, tempted me into a closet, locked the door and then gave me a piece of you. And I’m