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  “No, I meant, in my bed,” Lawrence said.

  Graham smiled. “Honestly? I would be offended if you didn’t offer.”

  With that, he grabbed his hand and they both walked together toward Lawrence’s car.

  Epilogue – Two Years Later

  Graham woke Lawrence up by sitting on the bed. Lawrence didn’t want to get up and his head was banging. He normally didn’t overdo it like he had last night, but then again, he was normally not in an all-inclusive resort with unlimited drinks.

  “Wake up, sunshine,” Graham said. “We’re going snorkeling.”

  “Worst husband ever,” Lawrence said, grabbing a pillow and putting it over his head.

  “Hey, I ran the program past you about a million times before we even got on a plane,” Graham said.

  “I know,” Lawrence said. “I just didn’t realize how much I would want to stay in bed with you.”

  “How much? This room stinks of sex,” Graham said. “I’m pretty sure the maids are talking about it.”

  “It’s weird that you speak French so you understand everything they say.”

  “Well, I don’t speak Creole,” Graham said. “So I’m sure the people from the Seychelles can easily slag me off behind my back if they really mean to.”

  “I’m sure that they can.”

  “Are you getting up or…”

  Lawrence sat up. “There are turtles in the sea,” he said, narrowing his eyes. “And other fish. What if you get stung again?”

  Graham bit his lower lip. “Are you ever going to let that go?”

  “No,” Lawrence said.

  “Was that the story you had to tell during your toast?”

  “It was the least embarrassing one I had,” Lawrence replied.

  “You were nice before we got married,” Graham said, wrinkling his nose.

  “Well, now you know the real me,” Lawrence replied, then his eyes fluttered open and he set his gaze on Graham’s face. “How is this fair? It’s like six in the morning and you already look amazing.”

  “I’m British,” Graham replied, winking at him. “I can handle my drink.”

  “Stop rubbing it in.”

  “You sure?” Graham said. “Because that might be a good way to wake you up.”

  Lawrence was tired, but his cock still reacted to Graham’s words. Their wedding had been a huge affair that had started as a courthouse thing and had snowballed into a multi-national, weeks long thing. They’d gotten married on the skerry, surrounded by their islander family, then they had gone to Chicago for a ceremony, and to England for a reception. By the time they had finally landed in the Seychelles, it felt like they hadn’t touched each other for weeks.

  “When I wake up a little more,” Lawrence replied. “How are things going at home? Did you check?”

  Graham rolled his eyes. “Yes, Lawrence, I checked,” he said.

  “Sorry,” Lawrence said, shaking his head. “I know it’s not even your job anymore, but I’m—”

  “Paranoid?”

  “I worry about them,” Lawrence said.

  “You’re an amazing doctor,” Graham said. “Not just that, you’re an incredible teacher. Isabelle has been an amazing addition to the team, and you’ve taught her everything she needs to know. Michelle is a great executive liaison. Your dad’s foundation money is helping us a lot. Trust me, if I didn’t have it well in hand, I would have never agreed to the last few crazy weeks.”

  Lawrence smiled. “I know.”

  “So trust me, okay?”

  “I know, I know,” Lawrence said. He grabbed the water bottle from the nightstand and swallowed it quickly. It helped. “It’s kind of sexy when you talk administration. Mr. Vice-President.”

  “Are you going to call me that in bed?” Graham said with a grin.

  Lawrence bit his lower lip. “While I suck your cock?”

  “Yes,” Graham replied. “I mean, ideally.”

  “We better make this quick,” Lawrence said. “I mean, we’re going snorkeling.”

  “Right,” Graham said. He grabbed the bottle out of Lawrence’s hand and kissed him softly on the mouth until their kisses were deeper, more passionate. Lawrence let Graham get on top of him, his knees at his sides, so that their cocks were rubbing through the fabric of their pajamas. It was thin and they had both gone to sleep without any underwear, but neither one of them had been able to perform last night, though they had kissed for what felt to Lawrence like hours. “I want to see your cock.”

  Lawrence was more than happy to oblige. He grabbed the waistband of his pajamas and pushed them down so that they fell on the floor somewhere. Graham watched him, his hands not touching Lawrence’s cock.

  “Can I see yours?”

  “Yes,” Graham said. “In a minute.”

  He moved away from Graham and grabbed the lube that was on the nightstand, then took off his pants while he was standing. Lawrence’s mouth watered when he saw Graham’s gorgeous uncut cock, just like it did every time he saw it.

  Graham climbed on top of him again and kissed him on the mouth until Lawrence was gasping for breath once more.

  “I thought that you were going to let me suck you off.”

  “I was, but then I saw your cock, and I decided I had a better idea,” Graham replied. His hand coated in sticky lube, Graham took both of their cocks in hand and started to work them together. The friction from his hand and from his hard cock were already almost too much to handle, and though Lawrence’s dick wasn’t as sensitive as it could have been because of morning wood, every time that Graham touched him Lawrence felt like fireworks were going off inside of his body. As they had gotten to know each other, that hadn’t changed—if anything, it had only gotten more intense, as Graham had learned to push every one of his buttons. It had gotten even more intense lately, with their honeymoon, and Lawrence didn’t think that he had ever come this much in his life. Graham stared into his eyes while he jacked them both off together, the friction almost too much for either one of them to handle.

  “I’m going to cum all over you,” Graham said, his words marked by breathlessness, punctuated by moans.

  “Yes,” Lawrence replied, closing his eyes. His hands were on Graham’s back, scratching him softly as he continued to work both of their cocks, holding his skin more tightly when he started to speed up.

  “Do you want me to cum on you?” Graham said.

  “Yes, yes, cum on me,” Lawrence said. “Cum on me, please.”

  Graham sped up a little more and Lawrence threw his head back, biting his lower lip so that he would stop himself from screaming as he came all over his own stomach in spurts, with Graham’s spunk covering him along with his own, his orgasm rolling over his body like waves of pleasure. He was holding on to Graham too hard, because Graham lost his balance and landed on top of him, and soon they were both giggling but neither one of them could move.

  “That was amazing,” Lawrence said breathlessly. “You’re amazing.”

  “No, you are,” Graham replied. He slowly rolled over so that he wasn’t on top of Lawrence anymore and held his hand. Lawrence’s heart leaped in his chest. He loved it when Graham held his hand, it had sort of become their thing, and every time that he grabbed Lawrence’s hand, he could feel his love.

  Graham rolled over to face him. “Thank you.”

  Lawrence rolled over to face him too. “What for?”

  “I know this week is hard for you.”

  “It’s hard for you too.”

  “Yeah, but… I found the love of my life. You can’t find another dad.”

  Lawrence smiled. “I know,” he said. “And it’s a shame that he never got to meet you, because he would have loved you. But my dad wanted me to be happy, and the rest of my family, well, I’m pretty sure they like you more than they like me.”

  “Wasn’t your dad expecting you to take over his practice?”

  Lawrence nodded. “He was,” he said. “But honestly, Cora is a better surgeon. And
I love what I do. When I got to the skerry, I thought I would make a difference for a little while and become a better person, but then I realized that staying there would make me a better person.”

  “And there was a man you liked.”

  “Liked? Yeah, I guess,” Lawrence said. “But it wasn’t just about that. With you, and with the skerry, everything fit into place. I was where I was supposed to be.”

  “Do you still feel that way?”

  Lawrence nodded. “Yes. I mean, I did propose, didn’t I?”

  “That’s so unfair,” Graham said, chuckling and shaking his head. “I was going to.”

  “Well, I beat you to the punch,” Lawrence replied, squeezing his hand. “Everything is right now, though, isn’t it?”

  Graham nodded, but he looked absent-mindedly away.

  “What is it?”

  “I know we said we’d postpone talking about this for a couple of years,” Graham said. “But how would you feel about a baby?”

  Lawrence smiled. The idea of having a child with Graham filled him with joy, whether that was through surrogacy or adoption, but their marriage was perfect and new right then. “I’ll tell you what,” Lawrence said. “Why don’t we postpone that until after snorkeling is over?”

  “Okay,” Graham said, his eyes shining. “Let’s. I love you.”

  “I love you too, Graham Jones.”

  *THE END*

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