We frantically stripped our clothes and soon Dawson’s strong body was holding me down, his erection grinding against mine. He kissed his way down my torso and took my aching cock in his mouth, swirling that devilish tongue around my tip and lapping up my precum like he was starved for it. My balls tightened within a minute and I yanked at his hair to pull him off me.
“S-stop…I’m gonna blow if you keep going. Please Dawson, I need you,” I begged. He let out a sexy chuckle as he licked up my length one more time before planting another drugging kiss to my lips.
“Wait, we don’t have any lube…”
I could only wave in the direction of the bag I brought with us and Dawson huffed a laugh through his nose at my preparedness. He leaned over and dug through the hotdog and s’more supplies to find the small bottle of lube I’d stashed. Hereached up to remove his glasses, but I grabbed his wrist to stop him.
“No, leave them on.”
He smiled softly at my demand and doused his fingers quickly, bringing them to my quivering hole.
“If it hurts or you want to stop at any time, tell me.”
I nodded and dragged him back down to my mouth as he circled my rim before entering me gently. I hissed at the slight burn, but Dawson moved to suck on my earlobe and my bones turned molten. My muscles loosened enough for him to fully breach me, carefully pumping deeper into my body. I let out a sharp cry when he swiped a spot that radiated electricity through me.
“Oh sweet Jesus, do that again,” I gasped, rocking back on Dawson’s finger involuntarily.
“Topping from the bottom a bit, aren’t you?” he grinned down at me, but he aimed for that spot again and I convulsed under him, his name tearing from me in an agonized plea.
He didn’t waste anymore time opening me up, scissoring and stretching me until I was practically sobbing for his cock. Dawson trickled some more lube on his length and smeared the excess on my puckered skin before sitting up and pulling me with him.
I straddled him once more and he lined himself up with my hole. Our eyes connected and my heart stopped, waves of all-consuming emotion washing over me and drowning me in the intensity.
I hovered above him, waiting for permission. He dipped his chin and I lowered myself onto him until he popped through the outer muscle, lighting me up like a fuse lit too close to the end. I bore down and he thrust in deeper, a strangled moan ripping from me while he sank in more. When his pelvis met my ass,I paused, shaking from the overwhelming sensation of finally having him this way.
I’d never felt so full, so fucking complete as I did with Dawson buried inside my body. The way he felt was beyond perfection, beyond nirvana. It was as if heaven was just a rest stop on the road leading to this moment with him.
I lifted up and dropped back down, riding him at a languid pace, each drag of his steely length against my inner walls making me tremble. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, leaning my forehead on his as we moved together effortlessly. We vibrated on the same frequency, our bodies matching a rhythm that we started long ago.
“Dawson…” My voice caught as he swiped my prostate and a flare of heat shot through my groin.
“Am I making you feel good, baby? Is this okay?” he whispered roughly, his strong hands gripping my hips to help guide me.
“It’s perfect…you’reperfect. Oh fuck, give me more.”
He sped up his thrusts, driving up into me with abandon, and I cried out at the building pressure. I was on sensory overload, my thighs burning as I rode him hard, the salty air mixing with his delicious, woodsy scent, and his slick muscles contracting under me as he fucked me within an inch of my life. I was high on the pleasure, my head swimming as bliss consumed me.
“I love you so much,” I gasped out. “Oh god…you’re fucking me so good. Shit, I’m gonna come…”
“Yeah, you are,” he ground out, intensifying his strokes. “Do you love my cock, baby? Is this what you wanted? Do you need me to paint your insides with my load?”
“Jesus Christ, that mouth…give it to me. Shoot every drop in my ass and mark me as yours, beautiful.”
He flipped us again and came down on top of me, fucking into me harder and deeper as my orgasm raced down my spine.Obscenely filthy sounds poured from me as Dawson pummeled my hole, his cock flexing inside me and I felt the telltale heat bloom in my groin.
“Come for me, Theo,” he purred in my ear, hitting that sweet spot inside over and over.
Dawson’s name tore from my throat as my release slammed into me, hot liquid coating our stomachs as Dawson continued to rut into me wildly. I was engulfed in flames, consuming me from head to toe like a wildfire of pleasure that ignited my entire body. My channel spasmed around Dawson’s shaft and he cried out as he drenched my hole with his seed, still driving into me until he was completely drained.
It was everything I needed, filling in a hole I hadn’t known was there. My eyes stung as the adrenaline slowly fizzled out and my heart pounded behind my ribs. Dawson dropped soft kisses across my collarbone and up my neck, his cock softening inside me.
I reached up and dragged my fingertips across his stubbled jaw, our heavy breaths mingling between us. His lids fluttered at the contact and my heart stumbled over itself seeing how my touch affected him.
“I love you with all that I am, Theo. No matter what we face, I am yours.”
He took my lips in a long, deep kiss that rooted itself in my bones. We stayed outside longer than we should have, tangled together in a cum-soaked, sweaty mess that neither of us was in a hurry to leave.
I wasn’t sure what would happen once we left this place, and a faint, ominous voice inside told me that something dark was coming. But I refused to let it steal the joy that was thrumming in my veins as Dawson held me in his arms, reminding me that the love of this man was enough to withstand any storm.
