“Oh, so good, so good. Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.” Finn cried before his body locked and he came hard, whimpering and begging for more as we continued to fuck him, our shafts rubbing together, adding to the intensity.
Jasper came next; the feeling of his cum exploding and his cock pulsing against mine set me off too and I came so hard that I saw stars.
Breathlessly, I took hold of Finn’s hip, ready to ease out of him, but he grabbed my hand. “Don’t move, please. Can we stay like this? Just for a minute more.”
I pressed a kiss to his temple and then pulled Jasper closer, whispering, “I love you,” against his lips, loving how sated he looked right now.
“And I love you, Twinkle, and we can stay here as long as you want us.”
He turned, his hips twisting making all of us moan as our cum leaked out of him and our overstimulated bodies twitched from the aftershocks of our releases.
“I love you. Both of you,” he said, his voice sleepy.
“Mmmmhhhh, can’t talk. Too happy,” Jasper added. “Love you both.” His voice slurred with exhaustion.
“I want it all. I was so scared to hope, but I want you both. Ecuador, the house, the job, kids. Yes, yes, yes.”
I smiled against his cheek.
“I do have one request, though, and it’s non-negotiable.”
“What, little one?” Jasper asked.
“No more boats for me. Never. No, sir. Not even a cruise when we’re old. These dancing feet are only meant for dry land.”
EPILOGUE
JASPER - 3 WEEKS LATER
“Hey,Conner. What? Calm down. What’s happened?” I looked to Finn and Travis, who were unpacking boxes in our new rental. We landed in Ecuador a couple of days ago after spending a few weeks with my family and then Travis’. We’d miss them, but it was nice to be home.
I smiled at them both, but then Conner’s rambling drew my attention back to him.
“Con, you’re making no sense. What do you mean someone left you a kid? Like a baby goat.”
“No, you idiot. Stop being loved up and happy and listen. Someone left me a kid. Like a kid. My kid apparently. Jas, someone left a baby on my doorstep. I have a kid. What the hell do I know about babies? I can’t be someone’s dad.”
I could hear the panic in his voice now that I was fully paying attention.
“You have a baby?” My eyebrows arched. Conner taking care of anyone else but himself was almost comical at this point.
“I have a baby.” This time his voice was barely a whisper and I could almost imagine him sitting down and rubbing his hand over his face as the news sank in.
“Boy, girl? Do they have a name? Who is the mother?”
“Rose. Girl obviously. And I have no clue. She’s tiny. She was outside in a basket with a note saying she couldn’t cope with her, and I needed to step up. Jas, I don’t know how to change a nappy. What do I feed her? I don’t have clothes, nappies. Where do they sleep? I mean, she’d fit in a drawer. I’ve seen people do that. Can she sleep in a drawer?”
I laughed, instantly feeling bad, as he was obviously having a meltdown. “No, Conner, you can’t put her in a drawer. Have you told Ma?”
He tutted. “No. She’ll get all excited about grandkids and make me keep her.”
“Conner, she’s your kid. Of course you’re keeping her.” My tone was stern. “Call Ma, get her to help, then call me later and let me know you’re all settled and got everything you need. Do you need me to come home?”
There was a pause. “You’d do that?”
“Yes, Con, I’d do that because I’m family and that’s what families do.”
“I don’t think I can do this. I’m not built like you. I…” He didn’t finish his sentence.
