was a total ass earlier when I heard about Will’s engagement. I’ve just spent so long planning this proposal, I wanted everything to be absolutely perfect. Of course, as it happens, the only thing I really needed to achieve that goal was for Jamie to say yes…
With my arms wrapped around him and our lips sealed together, I pull him down with me onto the glitter and confetti-covered floor. I knew Jamie would want to have sex in the glitter; it’s why I’ve done it this way. It’s also why I chose today, when Jake is out of town, so that we can get frisky in the living room, which is usually a no-sex zone.
Jamie scrambles out of his pajama pants—or ‘bottoms’ as he calls them—and pushes me down against the carpet, straddling my waist. I immediately grab his ass, moving him so our cocks line up perfectly as our lips crash back together.
The feel of him moving against me is so good I’m almost light-headed, and when he reaches down to squeeze my nipples between his fingers I can’t help loosing a low, rumbling groan and arching up into the touch.
“Lube?” he murmurs, dragging his teeth along the underside of my jaw.
I blindly reach out to where I’m pretty sure I dropped the bottle of lube and feel around for a moment before wrapping my hand around it. I hand it to Jamie and he sits up, squeezing a little onto his fingers and giving me a show as he leans back with his weight on one hand while he fingers his hole with the other. The sight of him, with his face all flushed as his fingers move in and out of his glistening hole makes me damn near ready to explode.
“Fucking hell. You better hurry the fuck up and get on my cock, red,” I growl, knowing he’s deliberately drawing this out to tease me.
He offers me a sexy grin and withdraws his fingers; he quickly applies some lube to my cock and then positions himself so he can sink down onto it, his expression one of pure bliss as I fill him up.
I grab onto his waist and snap my hips up, fucking deeper inside him just as he pushes back down against me. “Fuuucckkk,” I groan, unable to hold it in.
He’s so freakin’ beautiful, the way he’s riding me right now with complete abandon; his face flushed pink, blue eyes blazing with desire, mouth slightly parted as he lets out breathless groan after breathless groan, and his thick, reddened cock slapping back and forth against my stomach with each one of his movements. Jesus, I have to be the luckiest guy alive to be able to call this incredible man my fiancé.
Gripping Jamie’s hips, I lift him off my cock and toss him front down against the floor. I move up behind him and, quickly checking I don’t have any of the fucking glitter stuck on my cock, thrust back into his tight little hole.
He lets out a sexy little groan at the sensation of me filling him again. It’s a sound that’s so fucking familiar, and so beautiful; I’ll never get tired of hearing it.
I lean forward so my body’s molded against his back, my arms bracing my weight on either side of him. Dropping my head, I suck hard against the back of his neck, marking his pale skin.
“Jesus…Shay…bloody hell,” Jamie cries as I continue to fuck him.
I tug at his gorgeous red hair, tilting his head back and letting out a chuckle as I see half his face is covered with glitter. I kiss him anyway. “Fuck, I love you.”
I want to say more, tell him how much I appreciate him, and how grateful I am to have him in my life, and how him accepting my proposal made me happier than I ever thought I could possibly be. But any further declarations are cut off as I feel my orgasm ripping through me. With a deep, strangled groan, I come in a hard rush, filling Jamie’s ass.
He follows right after, and when I finally pull out and turn him over I can’t help the burst of laughter that escapes me as I catch sight of the clumps of glitter sticking to his cum-coated dick.
I get to my feet and help Jamie up, tugging him through the apartment and toward our ensuite for a much-needed shower.
“So what did you think of the glitter?” I ask him once we’re under the hot spray