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She laughs, and throws a hand towel that happens to be nearby at me. I wipe my face but look down at her deviously. She cocks an eyebrow. “We’re not done, are we?”
“What could possibly give you that idea, babe?”
“You seem like the kind of guy who would eat pussy, and expect nothing in return.”
“I am, but I’m still at the point if I just see you, I get raging hard, and I think we’d both enjoy it if I took care of that.”
She nods. “Yes. That does seem uncomfortable. Let me help you with that, Bear.”
Char starts to push herself up. I gently place a hand on her chest, and shake my head. “As much as I’d love for you to return the favor, I need to be inside you, Char. I need to feel you all around me.”
She smiles softly. “I ain’t going to fight you on this, Bear.”
“I didn’t think you’d take much convincing.” I start undoing the buttons of my shirt, ready to have been rid of it five minutes ago. My jeans follow suit, my boxers going with them. Soon I’m naked as she is, and all is right in the world. I cover her body with mine, and my lips meet with hers. The kiss is as electrically orgasmic as it ever was before. I just can’t get enough of her. I bring a hand between our legs, rubbing her sex, feeling that it’s still wet and ready for me, which isn’t surprising, given how well I got her off.
She shoots me her sexiest come hither look, and I bring myself to her slit, before teasing her a bit by rubbing my cock head up and down against it. She coos, being sadly deprived of me for just a bit longer.
Finally, I give her what both she and I want, as I push myself into her. Fuck, she’s so tight, so amazing. It takes everything in my willpower to not just come immediately when I’m inside her. But somehow I hold it together. I must have some sort of iron discipline I never knew I had.
All the way inside, and I’m in heaven. I feel her shudder and hear her coo, and it gives me the strength to push forward. Those beginning strokes are the toughest before I settle into a lovely rhythm. Seeing the ecstasy I’m stirring in her is the most powerful drug on the planet, and it drives me to her more and more, harder and harder, ever so prescient to make sure I don’t step over the line, hurting her.
She wraps her arms around my shoulders, us continuing to kiss, her holding on. I hook her legs, and start to take her deeper, hearing her swoon with need for me as I push her harder. Faster.
I feel all of her as she feels my entirety. Our bodies are entwined in complete lust and need for one another. Every stroke brings me to a new level of pleasure, and I can only hope she feels the same or even better. It’s more than just her body. The way she squirms, the way she looks at me, the way she touches me. It all comes together to make me truly feel like a real man’s man. More than that, her man.
Our efforts and our energy build to something greater. She’s tossing and turning, her fingernails clawing at my back, her begging for more in varying levels of coherency. It’s a rush, and when I feel her come, when I feel her entire body spasm and shudder, fuck, does it feel so damn good. Her pussy squeezing my cock, urging me, using me, demanding everything of me.
She’s just too good. Too great.
And I have to give her everything.
All of my cum, my seed, my essence. She drains me so damn completely. I feel myself empty every drip that my balls have into her. She’s too damn good at this.
I feel I could never be without her.
Together, we’re a panting mess—an extremely satisfied mess. We share another brief set of kisses, but are left with only loving smiles as we stare into the eyes of the other.
God, she’s so beautiful. I’m filled with a desire to make her mine. Truly mine.
And despite the sheer goodness she brings to my life?
That thought absolutely terrifies me.
SIX
char
A few days later, and the gazebo is almost done.
All they need to do is get the final screws and bolts into the ceiling and the project will be complete.
It takes all four of us to carry the heavy thing out and get it attached to a pulley system so it can be set down on the support beams.
“Steady, steady,” Hunter says, acting as foreman. The guys are doing most of the brute force lifting, but Savvy and I are still providing a bit of stability, helping.
It’s a gray day, the wind is blowing kind of hard, and I’m glad I brought a jacket to deal with the unseasonal chill. It smells like rain, too, but I guess Hunter decided since we were so close, so we’re going to try to get this done before the storm blows in.
“Up, up,” he says, and we get it on the table. He starts attaching the cables to begin its final ascent. I’m surprised he knows how to do all this. This doesn’t seem like his brand of carpentry, and Bear’s knowledge of cutting down trees doesn’t mean he has any idea what to do with them once they’re down. The two of them seem to have done their homework, though, and aren’t exactly going into this completely blind.
