Page 87 of Making the Save

“Suck me, Syd,” I said. “Do it like I showed you.”

“Or what?” she asked, her little tongue coming out to lick the cum off the tip. Enough words. I was dying. I slipped my hand around the back of her neck and pulled her forward gently but irrevocably. She opened her mouth and let me in. Deep, the way I liked. She closed her eyes and moaned in her throat and I braced my legs out wide so my knees wouldn’t buckle.

She flicked her tongue under the head of my dick, something I told her drove me crazy. My balls got tight and that delicious ache in my back signaled I was close.

“Syd, get a condom.”

She resisted the command, doubling down instead by taking me further into her mouth, while her hand wrapped around the base of my cock and squeezed.

“Your mouth is so goddamn hot.” My head tilted back of its own accord, my eyes closed. Part of me just wanted to say fuck it, and come in her mouth. On her lips, on her tits again. She’d liked that when I’d done it before, kneeling over her, dick in my hand.

Cupping my hand around her cheek, I gently pulled her off me. The release of her lips from around my cock was near torture.

“Condom,” I said again. “I want you to ride me.”

She was breathing heavily her pupils dilated. So aroused by sucking on me, I could see her rubbing herself against the mattress just to alleviate the ache between her thighs. Except, I wanted to alleviate that ache.

“I want you on my dick. Now.” I leaned over and slapped her on the ass. One crack that sounded worse than it felt, but her body shivered when I did it.

Syd liked that, too. Someday, I’d pull her squirming little body over my legs and we’d find her line between pain and pleasure.

She pulled the last condom from the jumbo box that had been left in the cabin, by Liam, I’d presumed. Which meant we were going to need to go back into town to buy more. We’d been up here three weeks, just the two of us. And it had been perfect.

I scowled at the thought of re-entering society and her fingers brushed my cheek.

“What’s wrong?” she whispered.

I shook my head, not wanting to talk about anything that wasn’t us right now.

“You’re not moving fast enough,” I growled, crawling into the bed behind her and lying down with my back against the arm rest. I stroked my cock, squeezing the tip until cum dribbled out. “Don’t make me do this alone, Syd.”

“Don’t you dare.”

She ripped open the package and rolled the condom over me like I’d showed her. Bracing her hands on my shoulders she straddled my hips, her knees on either side. I held my dick while she lowered her body down on me. Now, I could slide in deep and smooth. So easy it was like we were made for each other.

“Yes,” she sighed when she was seated fully against me. “So good, Wyatt. So…good.”

For a moment, I just gripped her hips, my fingers tightening on her flesh, holding her still.

“Don’t move,” I said, when she started to rock. “I just want to…I just want to remember it. Like this. Perfect.”

She pressed her forehead into my shoulder, kissed my skin, happy to hold the moment with me.

“Will you do the thing?” she whispered. “With my hands.”

I groaned and my hips bucked up, driving me deeper. This, this little kink she had and the way that she asked for it, fucking destroyed me.

“Look at me,” I said, and she leaned back, her green eyes blown wide. Her cheeks pink. She was blissed out and we were barely getting started. “Show me what you want, Sydney.”

Eyes locked on mine, she lifted her hands off my shoulders and pressed her wrists together behind her back. We didn’t need ropes or ties. My grip was more than enough to bind her, hold her. I held her wrists in one hand and my other hand clutched at her ass and started to move her sweet little body, using it to stroke my cock the way I needed. I groaned and she started to hum. That sex song of hers. The other day she made a joke about recording it and I about lost my mind.

This song was mine. Ours.

God. I was fucked.

This was going to be impossible to walk away from.

She worked herself against me, taking my cock deep. My hand on her ass giving her the help she needed to keep the pace I wanted.