“Same here. Fucking fantastic.”
My cock slipped out of him, but I remained locked up tight in his arms. Sticky with cum and sweat I’d resolved not to move for at least five minutes. He wrapped one strong leg around my thighs in a wrestling move his brother taught him, just in case I changed my mind about getting up.
“Mine,” he grunted like a caveman and nipped at my ear lobe. “You did me so good. I like it when you start slow and then go off. Like the way you hammer nails, just pounding away at my guts. I can feel it in my lungs. I’m going to be sore tomorrow.”
“Told you.”
“But if the Rabids get us, this is how I want to remember our last time together.”
I chuckled. “Morbid thoughts for such a sunny boy, Kitten. Rabids aren’t going to get us, not when you have me around to protect you. But I agree that this is a nice memory for the spank bank.”
“You should spank me instead of your dick,” he said with a little pout in his voice.
“Keep it up and I just might.”
His dick twitched against my stomach. Maybe when we moved into the master, I could add some soundproofing to the walls and really give him what he wanted. Spanking his ass would probably be therapeutic for us both.
“How was I?” Kitten asked because he liked compliments.
“You made me feel so good. I thought my dick was going to explode.”
“What do you think about when you’re coming?”
My uncensored thoughts trended toward violence. “Explosions mostly. Gunfire and bombs. How about you?”
“Water. Like a wave or a waterfall.”
“Sounds peaceful,” I said. “Sometimes when we’re fucking like that, I totally forget who I am. All I can think about is how good you feel, how good you make me feel.”
“Yeah me too. No thoughts at all. You need to top me more often.”
“I’m that good?” I asked.
“The best,” he said with a happy sigh.
“Not to be a dick about it, but you don’t have a ton of people to compare.”
He smiled and batted his pretty eyes at me. “I don’t need to eat a can of dog food to recognize a filet mignon.”
I shook my head and kissed him. “You are really good for my self-esteem.”
“Yeah, but I have eaten dog food before.”
“Haven’t we all?” I said with a rueful laugh.
“Anyway I meant it. You’re good at your job. Maybe one day you’ll let me try topping you?”
I blinked and stared at him, a little shocked and a lot speechless. His careful gaze posed the question. What might it take for me to let my guard down long enough to let him inside me?
“I’d be gentle,” he said at my prolonged silence.
“I know you would. It’s more of a mind thing than a physical thing.”
“I’d only want to do it if you felt safe.”
I nodded and kissed his nose, appreciating that he understood without me having to spell it out for him. “I’ll think about it.”
“I’m going to get a washcloth and clean us up. Then you can rub my back until I fall asleep.” He hopped out of bed, holding his ass cheeks together with one hand as he ducked into thebathroom. Naked, gorgeous, and all mine. How did I get so lucky?
