“Julian.” He laughed. “Not here.”
“My family won’t be back for, like, thirty minutes. And August is in Thrindell; we’re fine.” I kissed him and shamelessly groped any part of him I could get my hands on.
“Julian.” His complaint was halfhearted and as his cock grew in my hand, I knew he’d soon fold.
“I hid lube in the drawer here.”
“What?”
I opened the tiny drawer in the table and showed him the bottle. “I have them stashed everywhere.”
“What if Grace finds them?”
I shrugged. “It’s a very Felipe thing to do, so she’d probably think he did it.”
He was laughing so hard, removing his pants was difficult. I was nothing if not determined, and soon he was naked from the hips down.
I pulled my pants off, my cock springing into action. Honestly it was always ready when it came to Wynn. I poured lube on my fingers and started working him open.
“Oh, fuck.”
I loved it every time Wynn fell apart like this, pliant under my touch, ravenous for my dick.
“I need you.”
“Take me, then.”
After working him open for a few more minutes, I couldn’t wait anymore. I lubed up my cock and slowly entered him. His eyes were on me, always on me. As soon as he was seated, I leaned in and kissed him. I fucked into him slowly, loving how he keened. The feel of his fingers digging into my ass had me speeding up, my tongue working in tandem with my cock.
“I’m gonna come.”
“Come with me, Wynn. Let me see you, feel you.”
His back arched and he came, painting his shirt and mine. Just seeing him fall apart was enough to pull my orgasm from me.
We lay there for a minute, trying to catch our breaths when we heard voices.
“Shit!” Wynn was pushing me off, and I laughed. Damn, I’d never laughed until he came into my life. “Get up. Oh my God, your family cannot see me like this.”
He fell twice, banged his knee, and cursed up a storm. I took pity on him and guided him to a small door not known to many.
“A secret passage.” I opened it, and he gasped.
“No way!”
“Way. Come on.”
He followed me and I took him to another door that led to a hallway, the same one our bedroom was in. He rushed inside and to the bathroom. I left him to it and stripped off my clothes.I’d shower quickly before dinner. I heard the shower turn on, so I took it as an invitation.
We washed and laughed and once we were drying off, I smiled at Wynn. “How about next weekend? I can make sure it’s clear and we can spend it on the yacht, just the two of us.”
“Seriously?”
“I promise.”
He squealed and rushed me. “Thank you, yes. Anywhere with just you would be great, actually.”
“Even a cardboard box or a latrine?”
