A Special Kind of Perfect

CHAPTER 22

"Finally! This little fellow is a ball of energy, I don't know how my father copes with his little, energetic self." Ezra shook his head, an amused expression on his face when he kissed the rosy cheek of a sound-asleep Christopher-Benjamin.

"Nah, Papa Thaddeus is actually grateful for all the running, crawling and picking up his bossy grandson whenever the little, spoiled prince demands him." Smiling serenely, Peyton affectionately kissed their son on the forehead, brushing away a raven-black strand that covered his eyes, making him scrunch his little button nose.

A few minutes later, in the master bedroom, Ezra started to get ready for the night, the image of Christopher-Benjamin sleeping making him smile. "I can't believe our son is already three! Time flies so fast!" He turned to Peyton, lost in awe at the sight of their naked, small form. "You are the most beautiful of gods' creations, and I love you so much, words can't describe it." He knelt before their spouse, putting his head on their abdomen.

"I love you to the moon and back, Ezra Bloom, for your pure, loving heart and gentle soul, for your tender touch and stunning eyes. I love you for that bright smile of yours, for being the affectionate father and dedicated husband, for everything you are." Suddenly, a subtle wave of nausea hit Peyton, making them to tightly close their eyes.

"What is it, my love? Are you still unwell? You look pale and tired. You should sleep more and also..."

Delicately placing a finger on Ezra's lips, his spouse cut the man short. "I'm hungry for you, and I want to sleep with you, so get on the bed before I die of starvation and exhaustion." Peyton advanced to their husband, seductively undulating their slim hips.

Ezra nodded, the sight sending tingles of pleasure in his nether regions. "This is an offer I can't and won't refuse. Come here, beautiful one. I'm ready to be devoured." The man grinned mischievously, then his gaze became somewhat worried and melancholic. "Don't forget what you promised, my love, no great expectations and high hopes, okay? I want you to be happy more than anything in the world."

"Shh, food doesn't talk, and you just said something about me devouring you, so let's get back to business." Their gaze filled with lust and desire, Peyton straddled Ezra, leaning in and capturing his lips in a soft, tentative kiss.

The man abandoned himself to the sweetness of his spouse's mouth, leaving himself dominated, drank dry by the one who captured his heart. After a while, they broke the kiss, moving along his jawline, the barely there touch on his skin making Ezra shiver, soft sounds of pleasure escaping from his lips.

Peyton smiled mischievously and attacked their husband's nipples with the tip of their tongue, skilfully twirling it around the dusky pink bits of flesh, hardening them. Ezra let out a desperate moan and grabbed the sheet in his fists, the need of becoming one with his beautiful spouse became overwhelming.

Satisfied of the effect their actions had on the black-haired man, Peyton lowered themselves on his erect cock, greedily taking it all inside them. A few more weeks, and I won't be able to be with Ezra this way, so I have to take advantage while I still can. Peyton smiled internally, thinking about the wonderful news they had for their husband.

The two took it slow, their lovemaking the purest expression of the deep feelings they had for each other. One of Ezra's hands slid up and down on his lover's back, the sweet, but passionate caresses driving them crazy with desire while the other was busy taking care of their needs. Brought on the edge, Peyton couldn't resist anymore and, losing themselves into the deep pools of blue Ezra's eyes were, fell into the abyss of pleasure.

A comfortable silence descended over the room as the two spouses lay in bed in each other's arms, still under the impression of the post-orgasm bliss. Swapping a tender, adoration-filled gaze over the delicate form of his beloved, curled at his side, Ezra caressed their cheek, his face radiating from happiness.