Chapter 26

Sawyer

I let myself into the house, dropping Asher's keys into the bowl on the counter, and I text Reece to say I'm home.

The shower is going upstairs. Checking the kitchen and living room to see what needs to be tidied up, I find that Asher has already cleared up. Everything is neat enough to last a few days.

Upstairs, I gather some laundry and get it into the washer-dryer, and then head for the bathroom, undressing as I go. The large shower is one of the best parts of this house. It was one of the selling points for Asher. And me, though he was more vocal about it.

He turns when I slide the shower door open. He moves his hair out of his eyes and wipes down his face. Then, pulling me in under the shower head, he takes my face between his palms and kisses me deeply. "Thank you," he whispers.

I grin into our kiss. "Thank you for not divorcing me the first time I brought it up."

"Hmm. Never. I'd never be able to live without you," he tells me. And after we've kissed for a long time, he asks, "Did you kiss him good night?"

I groan into our kiss. "Yes."

"Fuck, Sawyer, sweetheart."

"I can't believe this is happening, Ash." I kiss him again, biting into his mouth and scraping my teeth over his jaw.

"He's going to say yes."

"I can't wait, babe."

Asher's hands move over my back. "You were so brave to talk to me about this. We just have to be careful for a while, okay? Small towns like ours might not get it."

I agree because I can deal with the secrecy and the pretense for the sake of public opinion if it means I could rub my cheek against the inside of Reece's thigh, and then watch my husband fuck him.

Asher takes the shower gel in his hands and squeezes some of the soap onto my shoulder, rubbing the suds into my body. My eyes drift closed, enjoying the glide of his palm over my skin. He drops to his knees, drags his hands over the back of my calves, my thighs and covers my ass with his big hands. Burying his face into my groin, he kisses the juncture between my thighs, rubbing soap all over my ass and the back of my thighs and legs. I open my stance, giving him more access to my body, my fingers threading through his wet hair.

"Fuck, Ash. I love you so much."

He brings his hands to the front, rubbing circles over the front of my thighs. Then his hands move to my inner thighs and up to my dick. Working my hard cock, he spreads suds over my groin, his fingers pulling gently at the pubic hair there.

Taking me into his mouth, Asher sucks gently. I throw my head back, grabbing onto his hair with both hands and keeping him there. Slowly pumping my dick in and out of his mouth, I urge him on. "Suck that dick, baby. Fuck, Ash. You suck me so fucking good."

He moans around my cock, taking me deep into his mouth and into the back of his throat. Looking up at me from his kneeling position, he's a dream. I love this man so much. I would do anything for him. And I know he would do anything for me.

Bringing Reece into our marriage isn't just about sexual curiosity. It's about giving each other what we need. It's about having the courage to lay it all bare before each other and feeling safe enough to admit to what we want and finding ways to give it to each other. And I want to give Asher this. I want to do this for him. For us.

Asher rises to his feet and takes my mouth in another deep kiss, so much love and tenderness poured into it, and a scorching heat that penetrates my soul.

I give myself up to the fire, knowing that no matter what, I will always love this man and he will always love me. I know that he will always love Reece and Reece will always love him. And what we are about to do will determine whether Reece and I can find something as special with each other as we do with Asher. I'm hungry for it. I'm overcome by this desire.

Ash directs us out of the shower, grabbing a towel on the way to our bedroom. He dries us off haphazardly and then grabs a bottle of massage oil from the dresser.

On the bed, lying on my back, I close my eyes as he massages my body, retaining the heat from the shower with his warm hands.

His fingers work through my legs, my thighs, my dick, over my stomach and chest and then my face. Urging me onto my stomach, he continues the magic of his hands on my feet, the back of my legs and thighs. He skims over my ass and rubs the oil onto my back, gently massaging my muscles. I'm not worried. Asher always leaves my ass for last. I wouldn't have it any other way.

When he reaches my head, I groan with pleasure as he massages my scalp. My arms are next and then finally, Asher returns to my ass. His big palms move over my ass cheeks, squeezing and pulling them apart, exposing my asshole. His thumbs move over my hole, pressing on either side. I dig my hard cock into the sheets and then lift my ass for him, writhing with pleasure. The way he massages my asshole makes me want to die and be reborn. Suddenly he flips me over and shoves my knees into my chest. Then, he pulls my ass cheeks apart once more and slides his tongue over my hole.

"Ahh, fuck. Ash. Again, baby."

He licks me again and then, the tip of his tongue probes my asshole, sinking in and causing me to clench my hole. Ash groans. "Again, baby. Let me see this fucking hole dance for me."

I flex my asshole again, and Ash's thumb rubs small circles around that pucker. After massaging my hole again, he drops his head and covers my asshole with his mouth. His flattened tongue rests against my hole and he begins to suck. The suctioning feel has me gasping for air as he makes love to my asshole with his mouth. Alternating between sucking, probing with his tongue and scraping his teeth over the whole area surrounding my hole, Asher drives me insane.

"I need you to fuck me, baby. Put that cock inside my ass, babe."

He gives my asshole one last lick and turns me over until I'm on my knees, my ass in the air. His cock lines up to my hole. "You ready for this big dick, sweetheart?"

"So fuckin' ready, Ash." I lift my ass further into the air, offering him my hole. The side of my face is pressed into the pillow, and I reach my hands back to spread my ass cheeks for him.

"I'll never get enough of this fuckin' ass, Sawyer. I love this ass so fuckin' much."

He slides his cock into me slowly. I breathe carefully, then when he's fully seated, I rotate my hips.

"Ah, baby, not yet. I just got in here."

I chuckle, stilling my movements. "I'd say take your time but I need you to bust those nuts inside me as soon as possible, husband."

Asher moves but he keeps his thrusts slow and easy. I know what he's doing. He's watching my ass eat his cock after each withdrawal. "You like that, baby?" I purr into the sheets.

"Hmm. Never gets old, watching your ass swallow my cock."

"Sweetheart?"

"Hmm?"

"I'm gonna need you to fuck me properly now."

Ash chuckles. "But I love this ass so much. Look at this sweet fuckin' hole."

"You'll have another hole to play with soon, hopefully."

I can't help the chuckle spilling from my mouth when Asher swells inside me. He pulls out and strikes back in. I cry out at the brutal penetration, my hole gobbling his dick and keeping it imprisoned deep inside my ass.

I reach back, grabbing his thigh. "You're so hot for Reece, it turns me the fuck on, baby."

"I'm going to fuck him so good, Sawyer. Now back this ass up for me, baby."

I shove back, banging my ass into his groin. "I can't wait to watch him take your dick, baby." Backing up into his thrusts, our lower bodies banging together crudely, I urge him on. "I can't wait to watch you sink this big fuckin' dick into his ass."

"Baby, you're so sexy," Asher breathes into my lower back.

"Shoot that cum right inside me, Asher. Drown me in all that fuckin' jizz."

Asher comes, and I work my dick fast and hard, coming all over my stomach and the sheets.

He collapses onto me. "I love you," he whispers into my hair.

"I love you so much, Ash."