Page 134 of Defend Me

“Is your dick throbbing, Tilian?”

“Y-yes.”

“Do you want to mark this place forever, baby? Make it ours.”

“God, yes. Please… Please let me cum.”

“You’ve been holding back?”

“You told me… Not to cum.”

“Fuck, baby. You are so good for me.” My breath stuttered in his ear as my body heated. “Tell me who you belong to.”

“You, Brooks.”

“Yeah?”

“I belong to you. Fucking own me if it makes you happy.”

His words pushed me the rest of the way. The lightning in the sky paled in comparison to the electricity that radiated through my body.

I wrapped my arm around him and pulled him up against my chest. Burying my face in his neck, I reached for his dick.

“Cum… for me,” I barely managed to get out between pants.

He cried out and his entire body convulsed against me. The way his ass tightened ignited a final wave of pleasure. I loosened my grip and he moved to lie on his stomach.

When I looked down at him, his head was resting on his forearms and he was breathing heavily. I hissed as I pulled free of him and my sensitive tip passed the band of his ass. The hand I had on his neck softened, turning to a caress that traveled down his spine.

When he didn’t move, I took his arm and turned him onto his back. He stared up at the sky, dazed. Maybe I actually did break him.

I brushed my lips over his cheek, then traveled across his nose to the other side. When I looked at him again, he met my eyes.

“Are you okay?”

He nodded. I raised a brow as I stroked his face with the tips of my fingers. After a minute, I laid beside him. He scooted closer and rested his head on my chest with a contented sigh.

“I’ve never felt the need for aftercare,” he said. “Apparently, everyone else has just been extremely disappointing.”

Not turning away from the sky, even though the rain was getting in my eyes, I smiled. “Did you mean what you said or was it just a sex thing?”

He lifted his head and put a hand on my face as he kissed me. The frenzy was gone and only tenderness remained between us now.

“I don’t know how I get to have you, but yeah, I meant it.”

“You almost got fucking buried.”

“Worth it.”

I scanned both of our bodies. We were soaked, covered in mud, rain, lube, and cum.

“We’re filthy,” I noted.

“We should probably get dressed,” Tilian sighed. “In case anyone decides to go for an evening stroll.”

“In the rain?”

“We’re Washingtonians. Some of us like being in the rain.”

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