Page 69 of Habibi: Always and Forever

“That doesn’t mean I want to throw you two together for a heart-to-heart and possible physical consolation,” West said.

Logan’s answer was to kiss West on the cheek.

Dex couldn’t help but smile. For two hard-ass career Marines, they could be awfully sentimental when it came to each other.

He wandered back into the living room. Hawk and Jude had called during dinner to say they weren’t coming after all because the weather service was forecasting a big snowstorm and they didn’t want to risk getting stuck at an airport over Christmas.

Outside the panoramic living room windows, Dex could see snow falling hard and fast under the house’s spotlights.

“Look,” Colt said, indicating the forecast that had just come on television. “Big storm brewing. I guess if we’re going to be stranded somewhere, this is the place to be. Hey, Sean, if Hawk and Jude aren’t coming, that means you can take the room with the double bed.”

Sprawled in the recliner, Sean said, “Why don’t you take it? Your back still hurts, doesn’t it? I’ll take the office couch.”

Colt narrowed his eyes. “That’s awfully nice of you. What gives?”

Sean shrugged. “Nothing. I don’t want your back to get worse. But you will owe me. Just remember that.”

“My back’s good,” Colt said.

“Is that why you groan all night long?” Sean asked.

“No, I’m dreaming about your mama,” Colt shot back. They both laughed.

“I need to go check on Seo-jun and Sky,” Dex said, heading for the stairs.

On the upper floor, Dex walked softly down the hall to the primary bedroom.

The door was ajar, so he slipped in, smiling at the sight before him.

Seo-jun lay asleep on his side, curled around Sky, who slept with his arms and legs extended like a starfish.

Seo-jun had changed Sky’s clothes when he changed his diaper, and Sky looked so cute in a red-and-green striped romper with red socks on his little feet, his sweet mouth pursed with a little spit bubble on his bottom lip.

Dex thought Seo-jun looked equally precious with his straight dark hair falling over his eyes as he slept.

Dex’s heart filled to bursting with love for his little family.

As though he sensed being observed, Seo-jun’s eyes fluttered open and met Dex’s.

“Hey,” he said softly, a smile spreading over his face.

“Hey.” Dex gently sat on the bed, careful not to jostle the baby. “Are you hungry? I saved you a plate.”

“Yeah.” Seo-jun rubbed his eyes before looking out the window. “What time is it? It’s dark.”

“Around five. We were starving, or we would have waited for you to eat.”

Seo-jun stretched. “Are Hawk and Jude here yet?”

“Oh, you were upstairs when they called,” Dex remembered.

“They’re not coming because there’s a big snowstorm coming.

They don’t want to chance getting stuck at the airport.

” Dex stretched out on the other side of Sky, then leaned in to kiss Seo-jun.

Their lips touched lightly, then Dex licked those sweet, plump lips he loved so much until Seo-jun parted them for him.

This wasn’t the time or the place, but Dex couldn’t bring himself to stop kissing his husband.

He’d like nothing better than to strip the clothes off the gorgeous man, but with a sleeping baby between them, that was out of the question.

It had just been so long since they were able to have their fill of each other.

Groaning, Seo-jun pushed down on the bulge in his pants with the heel of his hand. “I want to pound into you so bad,” he said, voice full of heat.

“Believe me, I want you to.” Reaching over their sleeping baby, Dex replaced Seo-jun’s hand with his own, tracing the outline of Seo-jun’s cock with his fingers. They kissed for a few minutes more.

Panting, Seo-jun drew away and said, “Get on the floor.”

“What?”

Seo-jun gave him a look that set Dex on fire, and, with a last check to make sure Sky still slept soundly, Dex slipped off the bed onto the floor.

He was already shoving his jeans down his legs when Seo-jun locked the bedroom door.

With a look of intent in his eyes that made Dex rock hard, Seo-jun held up a bottle of lube with one hand while unzipping his pants with the other.

He didn’t waste any time. Rolling over, Dex got to his knees, bare ass in the air.

“Oh my God, Dex,” Seo-jun murmured.

Dex heard the snap of the lube lid, and then careful fingers ran along his hole.

“Hurry!” Dex whispered, knowing Sky could wake up at any time. He needed Seo-jun inside him. If they didn’t get to do this, he would go crazy.

The blunt head of Seo-jun’s slicked-up cock pushed against Dex’s opening.

It was going to hurt, no doubt about it.

In the period before their sweet baby had turned into a shrieking alarm that went off every time his daddies touched each other intimately, Dex had been the one doing the fucking.

It had been a long time since his ass was filled, and he wanted it badly.

He grunted as Seo-jun slowly pushed in, infuriatingly careful despite Dex’s entreaty to be quick. The stretch was painful, but Dex loved the burn of Seo-jun burying his cock deep inside his ass. When Seo-jun began to thrust, it was all Dex could do not to cry out; it felt so good.

They fell into a rhythm, Dex pushing back every time Seo-jun rocked forward.

The filthy sounds they made had Dex’s cock standing stiff between his legs.

Then Seo-jun hooked his arms under Dex’s, pulling him upward so his back was against Seo-jun’s front.

Seo-jun’s hand slid under Dex’s shirt, finding his nipples, and pinched.

Stuffed with his lover’s cock while his own bounced in front of him, Dex craned his neck back for a kiss, and Seo-jun filled his mouth with his tongue.

They were going at it, rough and dirty, and Dex was so close… so close…

“Dada?”

Holy fuck. Dex and Seo-jun froze. Dex had actually forgotten—and he was willing to bet Seo-jun had too—that their son was in the room with them.

Turning his head, he watched Sky roll over on the bed, rubbing his eyes.

Seo-jun jerked his cock out of Dex’s ass like it had bitten him.

Before Dex could blink, his husband had his pants up and zipped.

“Hi, baby boy! Did you have a nice nap?” Seo-jun bent and picked up Sky.

Dex reached down to pull up his jeans, but Seo-jun turned and said, “Don’t you dare.”

Talking animatedly to Sky and keeping his attention, Seo-jun stepped over Dex and carried the baby to the door while texting on his phone with his other hand. Dex lay motionless, relieved Sky hadn’t noticed him. A second later, there was a rap at the door.

Crap. Dex got to his knees, ready to scramble to the other side of the bed, but Seo-jun blocked the door with his body when he opened it, then handed the baby and the diaper bag to someone in the hall, saying, “Give him some juice,” before shutting the door and locking it again.

Dex was still trying to process it all when Seo-jun unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock, and pointed to the bed.

Mouth dry, Dex got up and sat on the mattress. Seo-jun pushed him back, covering him with his body, before kissing him hard.

When Seo-jun pulled back, Dex smirked up at him and started to say something, but before he could, Seo-jun lifted Dex’s legs onto his shoulders and pushed in.

Dex let out a long groan.

“Finally have you where I want you,” Seo-jun panted close to Dex’s ear. Hungry for it, Dex pushed his ass down to meet his thrusts.

“Fuck, Seo-jun, fuck. You’re so good at this,” Dex cried out, his balls drawing up against his body. Then he was shooting stripes of cum between them. Seo-jun didn’t last much longer, stiffening and moaning into Dex’s neck as he filled him.

Bodies plastered together, Dex and Seo-jun lay panting.

“Oh, my God,” Dex said when he could speak. “You just tossed our baby out of the room so we could have sex.”

Speaking against Dex’s shoulder, Seo-jun said, “I didn’t toss him out; I handed him to Colt. And you didn’t seem very concerned about it a minute ago.”

Dex kissed him. “What the hell did you text him?”

“That the baby was awake, I needed to finish fucking you, and to get his ass up here and get Sky. What else?”

Dex simply lay staring at nothing for a moment, trying to reconcile the man in front of him with the stoic, reserved man he married. A bark of laughter escaped his mouth, and then he couldn’t stop. With a snort, Seo-jun laughed with him.

* * *

“W hat’s taking West and Logan so long?” Dex asked, peering out the window into the dark night.

“They’re taking a walk on the property. What are you so worried about?” Sean asked, bouncing Sky on his knee while the baby giggled.

“You’re going to make him puke, Sean,” Colt warned, but Sean ignored him.

“It’s snowing hard out there! What if one of them fell and twisted his ankle or something? And then the other one hurt his back trying to help him, and now they’re lying out there freezing to death?” Dex asked.

Sean shook his head. “Ever since you became a dad, you’ve gone all parental on us.”

Seo-jun walked in from the front porch where he’d been watching the snow, his hair and shoulders covered with the white stuff. He looked so handsome, Dex went gooey inside.

“Look at him,” Colt said to Sean. “He’s staring at Seo-jun with heart eyes.”

“Someone pulled into the bottom of the driveway, and West and Logan were talking to them, and now whoever it was can’t get their car back out onto the road.”

“The snow’s coming down hard,” Dex said.

“The weather report says everyone should stay put.” The house was built at the far end of a lonely road, a good distance from the nearest residential area.

“Who would come way out here? They must have gotten lost. I’m going to go make some hot chocolate.

They’ll be freezing when they come in.” He headed for the kitchen.

“I’m going to see if they need any help.” Colt grabbed his coat just as Sky burped out a stream of vomit on the front of Sean’s shirt. “Told you!” He grinned at Sean before walking out the door.

* * *

“M y flight out was canceled, and I was on my way to a hotel. I thought I’d check to see if you made it. I miscalculated how fast the snow was falling.”

Roman Petrov was an imposing man, with dark hair and deep blue eyes, and a well-groomed mustache and beard on his square jaw.

Other than the slight curve in his long, prominent nose suggesting it had once been broken, he could be a model for a dark, dangerously vibed cologne—maybe called Mafia , Dex thought, suppressing a snicker.

“There’s plenty of room. Take one of the guest rooms, Mr. Petrov,” West said.

“Please, call me Roman.”

Dex caught Colt’s eyeroll behind Petrov’s back.

Logan came downstairs.

“Small problem, guys. Kasey doesn’t feel well. She thinks it might be something she ate at the airport earlier, but you know the flu is going around, and she can’t be sure. I’m afraid you’d better not sleep in there with her, Sean.”

“Sean can sleep with me,” Colt offered. “That will leave the pull-out couch for Mr. Petrov.”

Everyone agreed this would work, and, on the surface, the problem appeared to be solved. However, no one could have anticipated what happened later that night.