“You have no idea how fucking good you feel right now,” I panted as he continued to bounce and grind on top of me. “You’re so fucking tight, I can feel your heartbeat in my cock.”
With a huff of amusement, he leaned back to place his hands on my knees, stretching so my cock could get deeper inside him and glide over his prostate more frequently. “Yeah?”
“Mm….” Shifting with him, I locked my elbows so I could lift my upper body enough that I could thrust my hips up to meet each of his downward drives. “It’s beating so fast. As fast as mine is right now.”
“I’m so close….” His cock swung wildly with every movement, slapping against his stomach freely and leaving his skin covered in sticky patches of precum. “Tell me you’re close. Please….”
Christ, I’d been close since he’d taken his pants off. “What do you need?”
“Touch me….”
With absolute pleasure.
Leaning on my left elbow, I took hold of his cock with my right hand and shuttled my fist up and down his length, gathering his precum as I went to ease the way.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, ohfuck…. Yes, yes,yes….” His movements stuttered before he circled his hips. “Oh God….Coming!” He slammed down onto me, grinding his pleasure as I continued to jack him through his release.
His hole strangled my cock with every pulse of cum that left him, and that was all I needed to finally tip me over the edge of my own orgasm.“Fuck!”
He was the first to come back down to earth, collapsing back and dislodging my spent cock from his still-twitching hole.
As soon as I had my wits again, I pulled him up to snuggle into my side, wrapping one arm around his shoulders to draw him as close as I could even as I struggled to remove the full condom with my other hand.
“I want to do that every night I’m here,” he murmured, already sounding half asleep with his arm draped over my waist. “Possibly every morning too.”
Giving up on the condom that was now halfway off, I pressed my lips to his forehead. “I would love nothing more, baby.”
He hummed happily before he let out a snuffling snore.
A sense of calming peace washed over me. With the way he was lying, I could feel his heartbeat against my chest, thumping steadily away.
It took me longer than it should have to realize that mine was matching his, but when it did, I smiled to myself.
Something told me I wasn’t going to want to give this up anytime soon.
I could only hope that he felt the same.
The wind had picked up again by the time we’d made our way out to the far paddock on the four-wheeler to check on the fence line the next morning. Sometime during the night, several of the cattle had made their way from the paddock they were supposed to be in to one much further out. Thankfully, the field they’d ended up didn’t have much they could destroy, but we needed to herd them back to where they were supposed to be.
We’d discovered a string of gates had been unlatched and left open, which the cows had taken full advantage of. I suspected it was the local teens again, luring the cows away from the house so they could partake in some cow tipping or some other meaningless prank. It was relatively harmless fun that small-town farming kids got up to during the summer months when they were bored out of their brains, so I wasn’t too alarmed.
I did, however, curse that they hadn’t bothered to relatch the gates behind them when they’d finished their fun. At least they’d kept their focus to the internal fencing. If they’d opened any of the boundary gates, I would’ve been fielding calls from the local sheriff's office demanding to know why I’d let my cows run amok.
Things could always have been worse.
We were busy checking on one particular cow that seemed to have a slight glittering shimmer to her forehead every time she shifted her head enough to catch the morning sun when Marshall’s phone rang.
“I think it’s Kajir,” he said, frowning at his cell before swiping to answer. “I really should have saved his details. Hello?”
Sure enough, Kajir’s terse voice echoed through his speakers, loud enough that he winced and pulled the phone away from his ear.
“I need you to come in and sign some fucking paperwork. Fucking bane of my fucking existence, I swear to fucking God.”
Kicking one boot up on the lowest rung of the fence in front of me, I chuckled before refocusing on the cow that was eyeing us warily from the other side as she slowly chewed, careful to keep one ear on the conversation.
Yup, that was definitely glitter on her snout.
“Um… sure?”
