Page 11 of A Funny Thing Happened…

I smiled faintly. “Don’t stop there.”

“One hundred and seventy.”

“And I’ll love you just as much at one hundred and seventy as I do today,” I said.

Silly things. Extravagant things. True things. Every word true.

He shook his head, rueful, amused. “And that, I don’t understand. Will never understand. But I’ll take it. And be grateful every day that you’re…that you’ve got such terrible taste in men.”

I laughed, tried to pull him down, but he did something very nice and very naughty with his fingers, and I gasped, arched, whimpered.

“The nuclear button.” I could hear the smile in his voice as Jake skimmed the tender bump of my prostate. Colored sparks flashed behind my eyelids like the lights on a Christmas tree shorting out. In a minute, stars would be raining down and the whole world would go up in flames.

I held him tighter, breathing in the scents of snowflakes and burning stars and pine trees and imminent sex. I loved the smell of his hair and the taste of his skin and the ragged sound of his breath gusting against my face.

“I love you, Adrien.” He added gruffly, “I don’t say it enough.”

I opened my eyes. Met his tawny gaze.

He seemed serious, even apologetic.

Didn’t he? Did he?

“You mean it when you say it. That’s what matters to me.”

He kissed me. I kissed him. He whispered, “You want to ride me, Adrien? I want to see your face. I want to watch you come.”

Yeah, he liked that. And so did I. We shifted positions, and I straddled his lean hips, toes digging into the mattress as I maneuvered. I remembered him commenting once—God, it washere, in fact, at the ranch—on howlimberI was. Here was an incentive to stay forever agile.

I smiled down at him—ruffled blond hair, stubbled jaw, watching me from beneath his lashes. He smiled back, arching a little as I felt behind me, found the hard jut of his penis. He quivered as I took hold of him, guiding his enormous erection into my own body.

There was always that astonished delight of entry as I lowered myself, that hungry, relentless push against instinctive resistance. My thigh muscles thrummed, my calves stretched as I sank down.

Jake’s breathing sped up, and I felt him clench and then force himself to stay still, giving me time, fighting his temptation to rush and ravish.

I panted for a second or two as the pressure expanded and bloomed into pleasure, pleasure stranger and sweeter than any other.

“Oh Christ,Adrien…” Jake’s hands went to my backside, fingers digging in. There would be bruises there for sure.

I lifted up a bit, pushed down lower, and felt the rock-hard muscles of his thighs against my ass. I leaned back and felt that thrill ripple through my belly when his cock prodded me in just the right place.There.Right there. I just wanted to keep feelingthat.

Jake’s hips rocked. I closed my eyes, shuddered. He stopped himself. His eyes scanned my face. “Okay, baby?”

“Mm. Hold that…thought.” I half rose, then lowered myself fully onto Jake’s rigid erection. He groaned.

“Nice?”

Jake gasped, “Not even…close to the…right word…”

I lifted up, lowered down. And again. Up. Down. Up. Down. Up. Down. Faster. Harder. It took effort to keep it smooth and steady, to keep the rhythm of that rise and fall.

Jake began to move too, pumping his hips into me. We found a fierce and frantic rhythm.

I was lost in it, swept along on the tide of his excitement and my pleasure, of my excitement and his pleasure, so enwrapped, engulfed by the enormity, the intensity of our shared experience that my orgasm caught me unprepared. Like an avalanche. All the walls seeming to melt away as the whole world began to slide, ice, boulders, tents, trees, torn by their stakes, their roots, a thunderous tumbling down and down, hanging on for dear life and then losing my grip as I plummeted off that cliff in a spray of snow and semen.

My shout of release seemed to send Jake over the edge. He yelled and arched and thrust harder and faster, and hurtled after me. We landed like snow angels, half-stunned, our shaky laughter the only sound in a world of white and heavy silence.

It was starting to snow when we drove into town.

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