Chapter 27

Asher

Sorting through the feelings is easy and hard at the same time. On the one hand, it's so simple. I have always loved Reece. Does it mean I love Sawyer any less or have held myself back from him in any way? No. Am I beginning to see how easy it could be to love two people equally? Yes.

It's so easy to think about Reece and, knowing that Sawyer wants this, imagine being with him the way I am with Sawyer. It all seems so simple . I love Sawyer with my entire being. I also love Reece. Reece and Sawyer have enough of an attraction that they could develop and maintain a long lasting connection. Why shouldn't we do this?

Then, it's as hard as, what the fuck are we doing ? This isn't normal. No one shares their husband with their ex-lover. How is this not cheating? When will Sawyer turn around and ask me if I ever truly loved him if I was so easily convinced to have a relationship with Reece? When will I turn around and ask Sawyer what his capabilities for cheating are because if he could develop feelings for Reece while in a marriage with me, who's to say it won't happen again, and the next time maybe he won't be honest about it with me.

Also, I haven't seen Reece in over ten years. Even if we were to do this, isn't it too soon?

But maybe this is a once in a lifetime experience – to be able to love two people and have them love you and each other in ways not many people in this world get to experience. And, logically, I know he's been here only a few months, but it doesn't feel that way. It feels like he's always been here.

My thoughts run rampant as I prepare my and Sawyer's coffee. The only thing that makes any sense is how fuckin' good all of this feels.

He comes down the stairs and I almost do a double take at how happy he looks. He must see the same thing in me because he walks over to me and says, "I love how happy you look, considering the dark, dark things we're doing." Then, he kisses me. I set the spoon on the counter and take him in my arms, returning his kiss as if this is the first time I'm kissing him. My feelings for Sawyer blasts through my chest and lodges itself in my throat, making it hard to breathe as I contemplate just how much I love my husband.

"I love you so much," I gasp into his mouth.

"I love you more, my love," he whispers back. "You make me so happy. You accept me just as I am and you're not afraid of the hard things."

I chuckle, pressing my cock into his stomach. "I love hard things."

His laugh mingles with mine. "I do too."

I kiss him again. "I wanna fuck you."

Sawyer groans. "Do we have time for another shower?"

"Hmm. No, but we'll be careful. And I like the idea of sending you to work with cum in your ass."

"Ah, fuck, Ash." He unbuckles his belt and spins around, bending at the waist and flattening his chest on the counter. "Fuck this ass and fill it with your cum, sweetheart."

With a groan, I unbuckle my belt and after lubing him up, I slip inside him. Fuck, but I'll never get over how Sawyer takes my cock.

We don't have a lot of time, so I pump into him fast, reaching around to stroke his cock.

"Hmm, love your dick, baby," Sawyer coos.

"This asshole is the fuckin' best, honey. Can't believe I get to fuck this hole for the rest of my life."

"Benefits of having a husband," he gasps while he enjoys my cock working his ass like a well oiled machine.

It isn't long before I'm filling that ass up with semen as if I hadn't spent almost all night inside him. Sawyer comes all over my hand. I raise my hand to his mouth. "Don't swallow," I say, pulling my cock out. Dropping to my knees, I pull Sawyer's ass cheeks apart. "Give it to me, baby."

He swears and moans, and loosens his hole, gently pumping out my cum.

"Fuckkk." I place my tongue on his asshole, not wasting a drop. I rise, turn Sawyer around and deposit my cum into his mouth. We kiss, Sawyer pushing cum into my mouth and together we suck on all that hot jizz. The kiss turns tender and I tell him how much I love him between kisses while I reach for a paper towel to clean his ass up. Then, I pull up his pants and buckle his belt. With one last kiss, I straighten out his hair and whisper, "Pick Reece up today for work. Tell him what you had in your mouth this morning when you kiss him."

Sawyer groans and drops his forehead to my shoulder. "Baby, I want to be able to work. Don't give me ideas."

"The thought of you kissing Reece the way we kissed now makes me so hard, baby."

"Me too, honey. It's so fuckin' hot."

I give him one more kiss and take a step back. "I have to go. I'm taking my coffee with me. Drink yours and I'll see you later."

Sawyer grins. "I'm not going to spoil the taste in my mouth."

"You're a freak," I laugh.