I press my hand against his thigh, holding it closer to him as I nearly slam into him. The force of it shoves him up the bed, and he groans, his head tipping back into the pillow.
“Yes,” he moans. “Yes, yes, yes.Fuck.”
My stomach clenches as my body goes taut.
My hips stutter, and my cock pulses hard. “Goddamn, gorgeous. I’m gonna come.”
He whines, tilting his head back and exposing his throat to me. “God, do it. Fill me up. Fuck your cum into me.”
I shudder, thrusting two more times before I explode. I fuck him through it, and the sound of my cock moving through my own cum makes it even more intense. When the orgasm has faded, I let his thigh go and slump against him, resting my lips on his throat.
Theo tangles his fingers in my hair. His breathing is just as ragged as mine, but his cock is still hard, so I slide down his body, pressing kisses into his skin.
I swallow his cock, pressing two fingers into his sopping hole.
He gasps, fingers tugging on the strands of my hair. I bob up and down, fucking my fingers into him. My cum is leaking out around them, and it’s so hot that I could damn near rally myself.
“Hunter,” he groans.
My name on his tongue is music to my fucking ears.
Rubbing over his prostate, I keep working my fingers in and out of him as I take him to the back of my throat over and over. His thighs tense, his hips jerking up, a low groan leaving his throat as the first spurt of his cum shoots across my tongue.
I moan around his length, swallowing again and again, not wanting to miss a single drop. It’s not until his body slumps, boneless, against the sheets that I pull off his cock.
Climbing up the bed, I lie on my side and pull him into my arms. He comes easily, fucked out and pliant as he presses his face into my neck and breathes in deeply.
I rub a hand up and down his back, cradling him to me.
“I love you,” I whisper.
He hums. “I love you too.”
“I’m gonna marry you one day,” I say softly, the words too big in my heart to not let them out. “And then I’m gonna build us a house. Give you anything you want.”
“Can we build the house here?” he asks before yawning.
My lips curl into a smile. “Sure.”
“Between the barns. I wanna be close to Lila.”
“Anything you want, sweetheart.”
Snuggling deeper, he rests his hand over my heart. “You want to marry me?”
I nod, throat going tight. “More than anything.”
“Okay,” he whispers.
“Okay?”
Dropping kisses along my throat, he sighs. “Okay, I’ll marry you.”
Oh. Oh, holy fuck. My heart slams against my ribs. “I wasn’t actually asking yet, sweetheart,” I say.
He shrugs, coming out from his hiding place to look at me. His blue eyes are dazzling, happier than I think I’ve ever seen them. “It’s too late to take it back now. You said you wanted to.”
“But I wanted to…” I trail off, lost in his eyes. I remember the first day I met him, how I thought he had the saddest eyes I’d ever seen. Not anymore. “I wanted to make it special,” I finish.
