Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 95929 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 480(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95929 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 480(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
They were still leaning against the wall tonguing five minutes later. He slid his hand inside Kell’s robe and stimulated one of his nipples while he sucked hard on his throat. Kell’s hips bucked against his. “Yes.”
“I’m not gonna be able to stay off you. You know that right.” Ty groaned, rubbing his dick against Kell’s hot body, reaching for his ass, massaging him where he moaned the loudest.
Ty was just about to pick Kell up and pin him against the wall when their doorbell rang. He quickly let go of Kell’s thigh and fixed his robe on his body. After he’d cinched the tie tight he told him to go back in the bedroom. No one knew they were there. No one except Brian and he wouldn’t come so early.
When the bedroom door closed, Ty went to the front door and yelled, “Who is it?”
“We heard someone done fell and slipped into some awesomeness around here!” Dana yelled through the door.
What the actual fuck?
Ty couldn’t stop his laugh long enough to look truly pissed. He yanked open the door and saw Brian standing there on his porch with their whole team behind him with shit-eating grins on their faces. He gave Brian an annoyed scowl, “For real, Brian?”
Brian smirked, not appearing the slightest bit guilty, “News travel fast when you’re in a family.”
Dana went to storm past him and straight into the house, but Brian shot his arm out and blocked him from getting past. Brian looked at Ty, his voice quieter, “Is Kell decent to have company.”
Ty greatly appreciated the respect, “Yeah. Thanks. Come on in.”
The five of them filed into his home, their heads swiveling in all directions as they took in everything. There was nowhere for anyone to sit so they all just stood in the living room area. Duke was the first to start in on him.
“Would’ve been nice if ya’ll had mentioned it was getting so serious. Imagine my surprise when my honey sits up in bed this morning and casually says, “I wonder how Kell’s wedding night went.” Duke frowned at him, “You didn’t think to ask me if this union would be acceptable?”
Ty checked the other men’s faces, wondering if this was a prank or a joke. Ask him? Ask for permission? He was confused.
“Why are you looking like that?” Duke said, keeping his heatless scowl in place.
“I know why he’s looking at you like that.” Brian scoffed. He opened a bag Ty hadn’t noticed he was holding and removed a twelve-by-sixteen picture frame and set it on their mantle. Ty smiled when he saw it was a picture of him and Kell, embracing tightly on the courthouse steps, smiling affectionately in each other’s face, between kisses. It was beautiful.
“Well?” Duke drawled, stealing his attention back.
“Well what?” Ty glanced around. “I thought you were joking. Why would I ask you something like that? I’m a grown man. I was supposed to ask another man if I should marry my soulmate and then what… wait for you to say yes or no? Then adhere to your decision. Do men do this for real?” Unheard of.
Brian and Ford laughed. Duke at least appeared sheepish. “I didn’t mean ask for permission, per se. Damn. Was just pointing out, in case you hadn’t thought about it while in your matrimonial bliss, that not all spouses can work together.”
“You’ll just have to trust us. We worked for you up until three in the morning the night before our wedding. We stayed focused on business until it was completed, then we handled our personal affairs. We’ve already showed you that you have nothing to be concerned about.”
“Good. That’s all I was trying to say.” Duke gave him a one-armed hug. “Congratulations, man. I thought ya’ll were doing it for a cheaper health package or something.”
Ty shoved his boss off, laughing with his brothers as they ribbed him about foregoing a bachelor party and being—not pussy-whipped—but dick-whipped harder than any man they’d ever met.
Quick glanced around the kitchen then came and stood in front of Ty. He stuck his hand out to him. Ty took it and shook his husband’s sensei’s hand in a solid grip. “Respect.” Quick said roughly. The Grandmaster glanced around at his son’s new home, his new life, all provided for by Ty, “He deserves this.”
Ty couldn’t have agreed more.
Kell came out of the bedroom in a pair of jeans and a long-sleeve white shirt. The guys immediately went in on his shy smile and well-sexed appearance. Kell blushed furiously, waving off their team and going right up to Quick to give him a long hug. When Kell pulled back, Ty saw he had moisture in his eyes that he quickly chuckled off. They were joyful tears.
“You look happy, Kellam,” Quick said in a low tone.