“Can’t…last…long, love.”
“Take hold of me, Wes,” he begged.
I slid my hand around his waist and took hold of his straining cock, feeling the silky, wet seed seeping from the head as I slid it through my tight fist. I pumped his slick cock up and down as I fucked him hard, in and out of his heated body until I began to feel the first tingling in my balls of my approaching orgasm. I nuzzled into his neck, sliding over the sleek, soft skin there, all the way up to his ear.
“Gonna come, baby,” I panted. “Can’t…can’t—” There was nothing I could do. My hips had a mind of their own as I took what I needed from Patsy’s gorgeous, tight body. My thrusts faltered for a few seconds until he cried out. Hot come spurted over my knuckles as I lost my goddamned mind.
My cock erupted and I spilled deeply up inside his body as my climax shuddered over me. I gushed into him as he writhed on the bed beside me, whimpering as another spurt of hot come shot from his dick, sliding off my hand onto the well-placed towel.
I thrust slower, emptying my balls and then laid my forehead on his shoulder and gasped until my heart finally stopped hammering inside my chest. “Oh, my God, Pats.”
He chuckled beside me as I finally let go of his cock. After I’d turned him loose and finally pulled out, he rolled to face me, looking flushed, satiated, and sweat drenched. He was grinning like an idiot…the most beautiful human being I’d ever seen in my life.
I lifted my hand to show him it was covered with his spunk. I hoped our new mattress hadn’t suffered a similar fate. Patsy started laughing and then took my hand in his, before giving it a thorough tongue bath as he ate his come from my fingers, licking them dry. All I could do was watch in awe as he relished it like fine wine.
Goddamn…the man was simply hot as hell.
When my hand was clean, I kissed him before rolling away and jumping off the bed. “Wait there,” I said, pointing at him. “I’ll get something to clean you up.”
He nodded, once again propping his head in his hand as he watched me go into the bathroom. A minute later, I told him to roll away from me, then wiped my release from his body. Whenit was done, I tossed the cloth onto the floor and rolled him back over to me. We instantly moved into our default position in bed, me on my back and him cuddled up to my side with one leg thrown over me, his hand running long fingers through the thick mat of hair on my chest.
We laid like that for some time, content in our own blissful thoughts, just enjoyed each other’s company. “So, roses,huh?”
“What?” Patsy asked sleepily.
“You want your mom to plant roses in the yard?”
“Tons of them,” he replied. “Why?”
I sighed, picturing our little garden with riotous blooms everywhere. A wide smile spread across my lips. “I just wish I could take time off work to help your mom with the planting.”
Patsy lifted his head from my shoulder and pinned me with a sleepy look. “Yer boss has been exceptionally nice to let ya delay yer start date until ya recovered, luv. Ya start next week.”
I slid my hand over his neck and rubbed a thumb up and down over his pulse point. “I know. It’s just wishful thinking and Iamexcited about going back to work.” I broke our gaze and dragged it around the blank, white walls of our bedroom. “It’s just that this place is going to take a lot of work to make it come together the way we want it.” When he didn’t say anything, I looked back at him. He was gazing at me with such love and devotion it nearly took my breath away. “What is it?”
His eyes suddenly got bright with tears. “I almost lost ya, Wes. If it takes a few days or the rest of our lives, could ya possibly think I’d give a damn?”
I couldn’t help my smile. My mouth did that all on its own these days. I reached up and captured a tear, rubbing it between my finger and thumb. “No.” I took a deep breath and leaned in,kissing his lips again. “You’re right, love. If the truth be told, as long as you’re in my life, and by my side, I don’t care how long it takes.”
“We have forever, Wes.”
I nodded because nothing felt better than hearing those words. “That’s right, Patsy.”
He nodded and relaxed again, snuggling back down on my shoulder. “That’s right, Wes,” he said sleepily. “Forever.”
