"I'd never tell you what to do. You're more than free to make your own mistakes... I mean decisions," Stephen answered with a grin. He turned to his back and pulled Adrian on top of him, which sucked because it took Adrian's hand off of his cock, but there was much more to come. "This way. I want you to ride me, trousers still around my thighs, and feeling you everywhere."
Stephen kissed him again, smiling. "Yes, you know how much of your money I spend. It's so obvious I married you for it." He pulled the t-shirt off with some difficulty, and then pulled on Adrian's, taking it off as well. "You were just as eager once you were on that bed. I was so afraid of saying or doing the wrong thing; I really didn't want you to leave." He rubbed himself against Adrian, moaning. "You're right here. Want to do something about it."