Page 78 of Toxic Devotion

Marco opened his mouth but then he shook his head with a groan.

“I’ve missed you too much to drag this out.”

“You planned on torturing me?”

Marco grinned. “I’ll do it tomorrow.”

Neil huffed out a laugh. Yes, he had no doubt Marco would torture him tomorrow. The man was good at it, too. He knew how to push him right to the edge and pull him back just before he went over.

“I love you but, god damn, could you just fuck me, please?”

Now, Marco was the one to laugh though it didn’t last long. Marco pushed Neil’s thighs apart and then the head of his cockwas pushing inside him. They had been lax on the prep, but he didn’t care one bit. He didn’t need much to begin with and he enjoyed that stretch too much. He loved that he’d feel Marco for hours.

When Marco bottomed out, he didn’t waste any time, pulling straight back to start thrusting, his movements slow and steady for a few moments, and then he picked up speed, fucking Neil with determination.

He grabbed two handfuls of the sheet, barely hanging on as Marco slammed into him. A hand slid up the back of his thigh and pushed his knee against his chest.

“Nonono,” he exclaimed when he felt his muscles start to spasm.

Marco laughed, his eyes shining with amusement as he leaned back and let Neil’s leg fall back around his waist.

“Ass,” Neil grumbled.

“I thought the yoga was helping,” Marco said, a teasing smile on his face.

Neil rolled his eyes. “You thought the… I’m not as young as I used to be.”

“Oh, I know. I married an old man. Almost seventy.”

He was not. It would be four whole-ass-years before he hit seventy.

“Vaffanculo,” he growled.

Marco’s smirk only made him sigh harder before the man even said a word.

“But I’m already fuckingyou?” Marco responded, blinking at Neil all innocently.

He dropped his head back with a huff that turned into a low laugh. He looked up at his husband, his heart feeling full at the love he saw in those brown eyes.

“I love you,” he whispered, his throat closing up with emotion.

Marco’s lips twitched and he lowered his head, putting his mouth right next to Neil’s ear. “You’re about to love me a hell of a lot more in five minutes.”

Before Neil could snark back at him, Marco began thrusting into him again, the slide of his thick cock inside him making him drop his head back with a groan. Marco knew how to fuck him just right. Neither of them would last long like this. Not when that desperation hit them.

He wrapped a hand around his cock and began stroking. He knew it wouldn’t take much. Not with Marco hitting his prostate with each thrust, but he was still surprised when he felt his orgasm building fast.

“Marco,” he gasped out. “Fuck. Don’t stop.”

There was no stopping. Not until they both went over that edge into heavenly bliss.

He came with a moan, his come covering his belly and hand while his vision blurred, pleasure exploding through him and leaving him breathless.

Marco buried his face in Neil’s neck, hips stilling as he came.

“Ti prego, amami,” Marco whispered.

Marco was begging him to love him as if there could ever be a reality in which he didn’t.