"Did you just call my husband ea-" He was cut off by that hard kiss and Nicky moaned into it, pressing into it and taking Booker's lower lip between his teeth. He twisted his fingers to press his knuckles against Booker's rim, tugging at it lightly to judge how receptive he would be to another finger.

If he tensed, he'd go back to sweet kisses and stretching. But if he didn't, then Nicky was quick to ease his fingers back and when they slid back up into the man, there was a third to further stretch him.