In unison, we both look down and watch his untouched cock pulse and explode thick, white spurts all over his chest. A deep-throated groan rumbles through him, vibrating me to my core.

“Holy fucking shit,” he exclaims, wide-eyed, peering back up at me. “That’s never fucking happened before.”

A lazy grin slides onto my face as I sit up, wiping the beads of sweat off my forehead with my arm. Reaching down, I hold on to his thighs, starting to pound into him with fervor. His eyes roll back once more as he holds back his thighs with his hands. His jaw hangs slack, heading falling back, and when I reach up and tweak his nipple between my fingers, he cries out and his dick starts to swell again.

“Think you can give me one more, Bambi?” I ask, wrapping a hand around his spent cock. “Can you be a good fucking boy and come for me again?”

He shakes his head, wetting his lips with his tongue. “No… I’ve never been able to do it twice in a row.”

“I think you’re underestimating me and what I can do to your body.” With that, I pick up the pace, pummeling into his ass while I work his length with the same strength. The sound of my pelvis slapping his ass echoes in the open space, as does his breathy pants and moans. My release creeps up my lower spine, but I fucking refuse to let go without him. “Come on, baby. Give it to me,” I growl through gritted teeth.

“Fuck!” he cries out as he reaches down to pinch his nipples with his fingers. “Don’t fucking stop. Shit, I think I’m gonna come again.”

“Atta boy. Come for me. Come on this fucking cock.” My muscles tighten, body shuttering against him as my release powers through me, emptying into him. We both watch with hooded eyes in amazement as his dick spurts cum for a second time all over my hand. His body twitches as I milk every last drop from him, his ass squeezing the life out of my cock.

I collapse on top of him, sweaty and out of breath. His fingers trail up and down my back soothingly as his lips press kisses over the expanse of my shoulder and neck. We’re both covered in his cum, but we couldn’t care less. After a few minutes, the wind starts to blow, giving us both goosebumps, so we eventually get up and wipe ourselves off with the blanket and head back inside.

We shower together, cleaning up and fooling around again. Once we get out and are dressed, we head downstairs to make some pancakes, spending the rest of the night eating and lying wrapped up in each other’s arms.

Just how it was always supposed to be.

Chapter Forty-Six

Chapter Forty-Six

Cash DeMarco