Landing In London {Dreams & Bleachers Sequel}

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WARNING: There is MAJOR sexual content in this update!

Ryder's POV

We landed in Hawaii last night, and I absolutely love it here! Everything is so gorgeous, but nothing will compare to my dear husband. I finally get to say that; my husband. It feels so right.

I just heard the shower turn off from the bathroom. Soon the hair dryer started up and stopped. He's all clean now, I should ruin that. I smiled to myself as I got up and walked into the bathroom.

He just finished doing his eyeliner, and he didn't have a shirt on, just his jeans that were riding low enough for the elastic band of his underwear to peak out, and his favorite necklace. God, he looked sexy. I wrapped my arms around his waist, kissing the top of his head.

"Hey." He giggled as he turned to face me. "You look like you're up to no good."

I laughed. "I am."

Before he could respond, I pulled him to the bed. The sun shined in on our room, adding to our happiness. I pushed him down onto the white sheets, then crawled on top of him, kissing him.

Our lips locked, and stayed that way. Nothing but silence filled the room as we made out, passion filling our veins. We sat up, so I was now in his lap. I intertwined my fingers in his hair as his hand rubbed my chest. It took all I had in me not to speed this up, but I don't want to scare him.

His hand started to travel south. All these years, he was too frightened of his HIV to have sex, but he did go down on me every once and a while. It was nice, but left me craving the entire experience. Nicky slowly undid my belt, moaning as our kisses got intense.

I felt him on me, if you get what I mean. It felt so good, especially since it's been so long. I tightened my grip on his hair, forcing a grunt from him.

"I'm sorry, Love. I'm being too rough." I said.

"No," He smiled. "I like it."

A grin spread across my lips, and I pushed him back on the bed so I was on top of him. Then I yanked his jeans and underwear off, smiling to see we've actually gotten this far. It's been years since I've gotten this boy's pants down.

It's probably been even longer since I've gotten to hear those sweet moans as I pleasured my baby. His hands messily played with my hair while I was down on him.

We went back and forth for a while, playing. Finally, I started to kiss him, and he didn't freak when I went for a condom. He was actually going to trust me! This is new.

"You're sure about this?" I asked, centimeters away from his face.

"I can't live in fear the rest of my life." Nicky softly answered.

I took a deep breath, then slowly worked my way in him. He shut his eyes tight, groaning as he dug his nails into my arm. After about thirty seconds, he loosened his grip, and started to enjoy this.

He's so fucking tight. Guess that happens when you avoid sex this long. I'm glad he finally gave in, oh am I glad.