Wait until you get inside me, Mike.
I’ve barely gotten started before a rush of cum shoots out of him, spilling all over my hand and his jeans.Oh, wow. His cock pulses and jerks in my hand, and it’s almost hot to the touch.
I can hear the disappointment in his groan that it’s over already, but I’m just smiling like a loon. He’s so fucking hot. I can’t believe I made him come so fast.
I let go of him, fisting my length again, using his cum to stroke myself in rapid movements, eager to come too. A few strokes are all it takes before I shoot all over him, coating his T-shirt and jeans, and ending in a guttural moan.
When I’m done, we’re a panting mess with our foreheads pressed together. Our skin glistens with sweat and cum, the headiness of our combined smell hanging in the air.
For the second time tonight, sense leaves me as I dab a finger in our mingled cum, and place it on my tongue, sucking it clean.
Mike’s jaw drops as he watches me lick off our combined essence. “Fuck…” he rasps.
I pop my finger out of my mouth and lunge at him. My lips press to his, and I shove my tongue inside. His fingers slide deeper through the crease of my ass, making me whimper. We only kiss for a moment before I pull away.
Mike tugs his hands out, and I’m cold without them there. He looks at me with worry in his knitted brows as he brushes his hands across his face. “I’m… sorry that was so fast. God, I’m so embarrassed.”
I reach for them, tangling our fingers together. “Why? Because you werethatturned on? It was so fucking hot. You’re so responsive.”
“Yeah?”
I nod slowly, chewing my bottom lip. “I’m not usually so daring or… messy.”
His face softens as he smiles crookedly. “That was mind-blowing. You fucking blow my mind, Den. Can we do that again? Soon?”
“Any time,” I croak, dying a little inside, as I lean forward and kiss his forehead, filled with this overwhelming sense of relief that he had a good time and enjoyed it.
I sit up and look around before I start laughing.
He chuckles with me. “What?”
“We’ve produced enough steam to run a factory. You can’t even see out the windows.”
Mike throws his head back and laughs harder, pulling it from deep within his chest. It’s the best sound in the world.
“That we did…”
Chapter 19
Mike
JonandIhavebeen working on a rhododendron bed for the past couple of hours, and while I’m usually one hundred percent focused on the task at hand, I find myself drifting back and forth between last night and the soil preparation I should be doing. It’s not like I haven’t done this before, and I take pride in doing it right, making sure the client is always happy with the result. However, I’m distracted, making it hard to focus.
I’ve known the Walkers since I was a small kid, and I went to school with their oldest daughter, Melody. Mrs. Walker, who insists on my calling her Debra, just stopped by with a glass of chilled iced tea for Jon and me, and now she’s using the opportunity to show me the latest photos of Melody’s new baby girl.
“So, this is Aura. She’s only three weeks old, but I swear, she’s the smartest baby ever.” I nod, placing a smile on my face, making sure toooohandaaahin all the right places while Debra keeps pulling almost identical baby photos of a drooling Aura up on her phone.
I’m leaning against my shovel, sweat trailing down my neck, and suddenly I’m thrown back to last night, seeing my cum sliding over Dennis’ hand. I’ve never come that hard before, nearly blacking out as soon as he wrapped his warm fingers around our cocks. Shit, the feel of him against me was unreal. He was so careful with me, too. The way he guided me through it, making sure we were on the same page, when really, I would’ve fucked him then and there, or been ready for him to fuck me, if he’d asked. I think he was waiting for me to freak out, stop him, or run away, but the truth is, I don’t care that he’s a guy. He’s Dennis–myDen–and I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want him. Shit, when he licked my cum off his fingers. I had no idea that was even a thing, but I swear that was the single most erotic moment of my life. Fucking revelation is what it was. He’s it for me. No one else can compare to him.
“... in October for the baptism,” Debra beams at me, holding up another picture in front of my face of a white dress with initials sewn into the hem.
“Beautiful,” I manage to croak. Jon side-eyes me not for the first time today as he takes a drink from the iced tea.Shit, pull yourself together, Mike—no fantasizing about Dennis in front of his father, who also happens to be your boss. More sweat beads across my forehead, and I’m not entirely sure that it’s just because the late July sun is coming down hard today or because I’m afraid Jon can somehow put two and two together.
After a few more minutes of baby-photo dumping, Debra retreats into the bungalow, and I’m left alone with Jon. Over the years, we’ve developed a somewhat close bond that exceeds that of just an employee and a boss. He treats me as an equal, always seeking my professional opinion on projects. If he has to go away for a few days, like for Dennis’ graduation, he’s more than happy to leave me in charge.
He takes me in, an indecipherable frown creasing between his grayish-brown eyebrows. “You coming down with something, Mike? You know, you’re allowed to take a day off from time to time if you’re not feeling well.” He chuckles, wiping at his sweaty forehead. “I’ll never hear the end of it from Sarah if I let you come to work unwell.”
I shake my head, forcing my voice to come out steady. “Nah, I’m good, Jon. Just the heat getting to me, I guess.”Yes, the heat in my pants from thinking about your youngest son moaning around his cum-covered fingers.Shit. I realize I’m groaning, but either Jon doesn’t notice, or he lets it slide.
