Leaning Into the Holidays- Part 2 NSFW

We’re mixing up the POV in this short holiday story featuring my San Fran boys from the Leaning Into Series. Next up is Zane…and yes, this one is NSFW. 😉

Be sure to check in tomorrow for the Cover/Blurb Reveal for Out in the Offense! Book 3 in my Out in College series will be released January 10! In the meantime, back to Eric and Zane and the boys!

Happy Reading and Happy Holidays! Lane xo2014-12-21-17-29-41-1000x1500-56a388455f9b58b7d0d275b1Leaning Into the Holidays- Part 2 (NSFW)

Zane’s POV

We stumbled into our room, pulling off clothes in a desperate attempt to get naked and horizontal as quickly as possible. I chuckled softly when Eric checked to make sure the blinds were drawn before shoving the duvet to the end of our king-size bed. It didn’t matter where we were, he had a thing for locked doors and covered windows. I didn’t bother mentioning that everyone he’d invited over tonight either had the key to our front door or knew the code to the security system. I was far too distracted by the sight his bare ass when he climbed onto the mattress on his hands and knees, presenting himself to me like a fucking gift.

I squeezed my cock at the base and shivered with need and desire. Damn, he was beautiful. It amazed me sometimes that Eric didn’t see himself the way I did. Under his Mr. Reliable façade, my husband was a sexy fucker with a naughty streak that drove me wild. And when he widened his knees and swayed his ass in invitation, I had to be inside him. Now.

I grabbed the lube from the nightstand and poured a generous amount onto my palm, stroking myself as I stepped between his legs from behind.

“Wait. Give me a little,” he said, extending his arm backward.

I obeyed but captured his wrist just as he slid his middle finger along his crack. “Not yet.”

Eric shot a puzzled glance over his shoulder. It morphed into a blissed out expression with a needy moan the second I pulled his cheeks apart and bent to lick his entrance. I flattened my tongue and worked him over while I jacked myself with my right hand and held his ass open with my left. He hummed my name as he gripped the sheets. His “that feels so good” became a plea for me to fuck him the second I pushed a finger inside him. When I added another, he became almost manic.

Eric was so responsive. It was one of the many things I loved about my man. I knew what he liked and how to make him whimper with need. But I swore he read me just as easily. He had to know without looking that I was barely in control. It took serious willpower not to jump on top of him and fuck him like an animal. When my precum dripped onto the sheets, I knew I couldn’t wait. I smeared it over the tip then pulled back to add lube before lining my cock at his hole and slowly pushing inside my man.

“Oh, fuck,” Eric sighed.

He collapsed onto his elbows and arched his back in a wordless signal to proceed. I ran my fingers along his spine and massaged his shoulders as I inched forward. I didn’t stop until my balls rested against his. I rocked my hips slowly, loving the sexy noises he made.

“You okay?”

“Yes. Fuck me.”

I set a steady pace at first with long strokes and sweet nothings. When I felt him relax around me, I upped the tempo. He responded immediately, meeting me thrust for thrust. His throaty grunts sounded like sex personified. I couldn’t help egging him on, whispering dirty promises designed to make him crazy.

“I wanna fuck you hard, baby. I want to pound your—”

Eric grabbed the side of my thigh and growled. “Do it!”

He didn’t have to ask twice. I draped myself over his back and wrapped my arms around him and drove into him hard. One major advantage to being with the same man for years was knowing what his version of “hard and fast” meant. Eric liked it rough and a little kinky, but in moderation. And when he begged for more, he didn’t want it all at once. And his sense of propriety was more rigid than mine. I certainly didn’t care if our friends waltzed into our house and heard me spank his ass while I asked if he’d been a bad boy, but Eric would be mortified. Unless of course, we were strapped for time.

Needless to say, I cranked it up a notch. I reached for his cock and stroked him while I pistoned my hips. We moved in perfect unison. He pushed back as I thrust forward, over and over, moaning softly when I quickened the pace and licked his neck. He shivered slightly and collapsed on his stomach. I covered him immediately, flattening myself over him and curling my legs around his before completely letting go. My balls bounced against his as I fucked him relentlessly. He felt so good. So warm and tight..and so mine.The second that thought crossed my mind, I knew I wouldn’t last.

“Er, I’m gonna come.”

“Yes. Come inside me,” he commanded.

I did, and fuck, it was fierce. I roared with the force of my orgasm, gasping for air as it rolled over me in giant waves. When I felt Eric tense underneath me, I slipped my hand between him and the mattress and reached for his dick.

“I’ve got you, baby. Does that feel good?”

“Fuck, yes!” he cried out as his release hit him a moment later.

Which funny enough, coincided with a muffled guffaw and the sound of a door closing somewhere in the house.

Great. We had company.

I gently disengaged and flopped onto my back, chuckling at Eric’s panicky expression.

“Gee, do you think they heard us?” I joked.

Eric snorted a half laugh. “Oh, I think that’s a safe assumption. I think we should place a side bet and see who comments first. My guess is Josh.”

“It’s always Josh. Although it could be Miles.”

“True. It sounds like everyone’s here. Who’s bright idea was it to give our friends easy access to our house?” Eric sat up gingerly and winced.

“Yours.” I rubbed his back then bit him playfully before hopping out of bed and extending my hand. “Come on. Let’s take a quick shower.”

“But they’re out there,” he protested, widening his eyes comically when I strode toward the door and flung it open. “Wait. What are you doing?”

I winked at my husband before yelling, “Hey, make yourselves at home. We’ll be right out.”

Josh appeared at the end of the hallway. He leaned on the column and gave me a thorough once over then chuckled.

“Take your time, Romeo. The pizza is here. The poor delivery guy may have heard that last “fuck me harder”. He probably thinks you’re hosting an orgy now, which may or may not work in your favor when you place your next order. Want a beer?” Josh asked with a knowing grin that made me chuckle.

“Yeah. And wine for Eric. A healthy pour,” I added before closing the door.

Eric opened his mouth and closed it twice. “Did he see you naked?”

I glanced down at my sweaty chest and spent junk, then shrugged. “Yeah. So what? The pizza’s getting cold. Let’s get movin’.”

Eric joined me in the master bath. He rested his cheek on my shoulder and smiled at my reflection in the mirror while we waited for the water to warm up. “I’m nervous to tell them. I know they’ll be excited for us. It just feels so…big and important.”

“It is big and important. The biggest and most important thing we’ve ever done.”

“Are you nervous? You seem so calm about this.”

I shook my head ruefully. “No way. I’m scared out of my mind. I think about it constantly. I’m so afraid of screwing up that I swear there’ve been days I wanted to tell you I couldn’t go through with it.”

Eric cocked his head curiously and frowned. “Why would you doubt yourself? You’re going to be the best dad ever.”

I bit the inside of my cheek to hold back the sudden flood of emotion. I wanted to cry and laugh at the same time ’cause damn it… how did I get this lucky? How could he possibly look at me…the surfer dude he remembered for being a hopeless case in high school, and believe in me so completely?

“Thank you, but I never had a dad, Er. I don’t know how to do this. Josh and Finn are awesome parents and I’m sure they’ll give us lots of pointers but every day, real life, minute by minute…it’s going to be up to us to make sure we give our kid everything he or she needs. Changing diapers and feeding a baby seems easy compared to all the stuff you have to deal with later. You know this kid is going to grow into an actual teenager at some point, right? That’s fucking frightening. I was one of those once and I was a nightmare!”

Eric chuckled softly and fixed me with an adoring gaze. “I knew you then. You weren’t so bad. Besides, our kid might be a geek.”

“Like you?” I teased, nipping his bottom lip.

“Yep.”

“That’s fine by me, baby.” I kissed him then smacked his ass before stepping aside to turn on the shower. “Come on. Hop in before they coming looking for us.”

 

We walked into a party in progress in our great room ten minutes later. Our friends congregated around an extra large pizza on the kitchen island, sipping beers and catching up while Nat King Cole’s “Silver Bells” played in the background. The room was festive and warm and filled with some of my favorite people on the planet. Nick and Wes, Grant and Miles, and Josh and Finn. They whistled and whooped our names in greeting.

Josh handed Eric a glass of chardonnay with an arched eyebrow and gave both of us a look of mock censure. “You two might be the horniest married couple I’ve ever met.”

“Cheers, boys.” Finn raised his beer bottle in a toast then slung his arm around his husband’s shoulders. “Let them be, Joshy. We don’t do too badly ourselves.”

Josh grinned. “You’re right. A toddler puts a damper on spontaneous sex though.”

The gooey ‘proud papa’ look they shared indicated they didn’t mind at all. I glanced at Eric, wondering if this was our opening. I knew what he meant now about feeling nervous to tell them. Sure, these guys were our family in every way that counted, but this wasn’t ordinary news.

Eric caught my eye and inclined his head. “You’ll have to tell us all about that,” he said before taking a sip of wine.

“It’s pretty simple. One second you’re hot and heavy and ready to go. But before you can uncap the lube, your daughter coos your name through the baby monitor and you’re scrambling to redress and get back into “daddy” mode,” Josh griped playfully.

“I’m kinda looking forward to that,” Eric said in a low voice.

“To what? Getting cock blocked?” Nick asked incredulously. “No thanks. Wes and I are cool with being uncles. But if you’re going to be dads some day too, it sounds like you better have all the sex now.”

“Hmm.” Eric tossed a bashful glance at me. “I guess we’d better.”

“Yeah.” I nuzzled his neck and kissed him impulsively, setting off another chorus of good-natured teasing.

The only one who didn’t participate was Miles. He folded his arms and narrowed his eyes suspiciously. “What’s going on with you two?”

Eric bit his bottom lip nervously and shot a glance my way that clearly said, “this is it”. When I nodded in agreement, he turned to our friends and announced, “We have something to tell you. We’re…um…”

“What?” Grant prodded.

I slipped my hand in Eric’s back pocket and grinned before announcing, “We’re going to have a baby.”

To be continued…

 

 

Published by lanehayes

I'm a M/M author, an avid reader, chocolate and red wine lover and a designer too

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