I squeezed his hand as I tightened around his cock. I wanted this. No. Ineededthis. Tyler, despite being a small-town boy, had knocked me out of my comfort zone. I wanted adventure, and as I looked up, rain streaking down my face, I found it.
I rode his cock, giving him the sign to use my ass. His fingers curled around my hips, guiding me as he fucked. He skipped the gradual build-up and moved straight to slamming. I braced myself against the car, pushing back, wanting him buried inside. To think, this could have been daily for twenty years. We needed to make up for lost time.
His hulking frame knocked me forward with every stroke. If he had been any thicker, I’d be approaching the point where I’d need to tap out. It rested firmly on the line between pleasure and pain. I wanted to live here, in nature, with this bear using me to come.
I reached down and stroked my cock, getting dangerously close to orgasm. If I came first, the ride would be over, and the last thing I wanted was for Tyler to dismount before he?—
Tyler’s body jerked. His cock thickened, and I let out a groan. He didn’t need to announce his finale. His hands tightening and pelvis vibrating did the trick. I picked up my pace, stroking while he tried to bury himself deeper in my hole. The thought of him coming inside me made my toes curl in the gravel. When he leaned over my back, his bodyheavy, I lost control. It felt like lightning surging through my body as I came.
He yelped as my body stiffened.
If not for the rain, I’m sure I’d have coated the side of his car. The rush faded as my body twitched, quickly turning to aching. My body would remember this tomorrow. I’m sure it’d result in more chaffing as my cock went hard from the memory.
“That was worth the wait,” he said.
I regretted never looking him up. Life had continued, but he held space at the start of my story. It could have been different in so many ways, and yet here we were, making the best of the situation. A “For Sale” sign appeared in my head, stuck in Mimi’s front yard. I pushed the inevitable ending from my mind. I’d deal with it when we got there. For now, I wanted to embrace the moment.
“Deep breath,” he said. He stepped back, and I gasped. We’d need to discuss the weapon he tucked away in those briefs. I was grateful to stand upright, but part of me wanted him back inside.
“Easy cleanup,” he said with a snort. He spun about in the rain, arms raised above his head. His chest hair had matted down, and his beard glistened in the dome light from the car. What started as a shower turned into a poorly executed dance.
Tyler continued to amaze.
I walked over, cupping his face before planting a kiss on those beautiful lips. This adorable librarian, the same one who just railed me like a beast, presented an adventurewithout ever knowing it. I wouldn’t question the revelation. The night couldn’t be any more perfect.
“I’m getting in the car before I catch a cold.”
“No dancing? How about singing?” He belted out.
“Oh. No. No. No. I’m gonna wobble my way to dryness.”
I laughed as I waddled back to the car. Yes, Tyler had indeed proved himself to be the adventure my life needed. Now, if I could roll with it and not overthink it.
Slim chance of that.
FOOD. FRIENDS. FAMILY.
Tyler: Dinner tonight with the bears?
Jon: I wish I could, but I promised to help Evie.
Tyler: Bring her.
Jon: I don’t know.
Tyler: Simon’s ex-wife will be there.
Jon: I’ll try to convince her.
Tyler: I’ll see you there. ;)
Jon: You’re insufferable.
Tyler: And yet so damned cute.
“You’re sure I’m not intruding?”
My knuckles hovered in front of the door. “It’s dinner, not an orgy.”
