Page 80 of More Chances to Stay

With a gentle rocking, I worked in the rest of my cock. I froze as my balls rested against his ass. Hot. Tight. Perfect. He’d never hear me say no, not when this was the reward. He let out a sigh, and his body relaxed. Since the green, we couldn’t find a minute for ourselves. My childhood bed wasn’t an option,and with the Inn filled with drag queens, we spent our nights judging impromptu runway shows. It required hiking miles from civilization, and as he milked me, it had been worth the wait.

“Ready?” I whispered.

He wiggled his ass.

I withdrew all but the head. It was my turn to tease. I held him in place as he tried pushing back. When my hips bucked, I slid the entire length inside. I stopped playing games, rocking my hips back and forth until we found a steady rhythm. Unlike our first time, this wasn’t about discovering one another.

I slammed against his ass.

“Harder,” he moaned.

I picked up the pace until the sound of my balls slapping replaced the sound of chirping birds. My fingers gripped his sides harder as I slammed into him. No matter how hard I thrust, he kept pushing back. He repositioned himself, jerking his cock as I sped toward an orgasm. There’d be other nights of slow playfulness, but right now, I wanted to come inside this stud.

My toes curled. My balls stopped slapping as they pulled tight. The electricity shot from behind my balls until my skin prickled.

“I’m going to come.”

He pushed himself upright. I wrapped an arm around his chest, holding him in place. Our bodies fit together, my belly following the curves of his back. He continued jerking, and without saying a word, he moaned.

My cock pulsed, breeding Nick. His ass milked my cock. I didn’t need to ask; I watched as ropes of cum shot from his cock, covering the log. I gasped, holding him tight as we reached a well-earned orgasm. Even as the orgasm faded, I didn’t want to pull out. Being inside him, our bodies a sweaty mess… something about it felt right.

I yelped as he pulled away, lying on a bed of pine needles and fallen leaves. I collapsed next to him. His cock hadn’t softened, cum was still oozing from the tip. With a quick swipe of the finger, I swallowed the dribble.

“Next time, that goes in me?”

His eyebrow arched. “In you?”

“What? Thought I was all top?”

“I guess I’ll suffer my way through.” His cock pulsed, giving away his excitement. “It’ll be horrible,” he chuckled.

I rolled onto my back. Nick scooted closer, using my arm as a headrest. We’d need to go for a swim to wash away the dirt and evidence of a sexy time. Not yet. I wanted to bask in the post-sex quiet. My pulse raced, but even the huffing and puffing didn’t erase the sounds of the forest. I couldn’t help but think the groaning of trees in the breeze was nature’s way of applauding our efforts.

“Sex in the woods is better, right?”

He wouldn’t hear any argument from me. The fresh air and lack of walls made it exhilarating. Rolling my head to the side, I found Nick staring at the sky. I followed his gaze to an opening in the canopy where the sky had turned a dark red.

“I can’t wait for the stars,” he mumbled.

Me either.

I pulled him closer until he draped himself across my body. Wherever this adventure took us, I wanted Nick by my side. He didn’t force me to sort through my emotional baggage, but he made space for it. Somewhere in there, I discovered I wanted…cravedconnection. All it had taken was a chance run-in with spilled Moxie and an awkward apology. I should be content in the present, savoring the man excited to spend the night under an open sky.

Instead, I thought about the future. Our future.

There. I said it.