Page 50 of Big Rucking Disaster

He grasped my hair and pulled.

I moaned as my scalp tingled.

Then he snagged his cock and tugged to the timing of my thrusts. Thank fuck, because that wasn’t even something I’d thought of.

“I’m coming, Johnnie. I’m…” The words trailed off as he spurted cum all over his hand. A bit of it landed on my chest, even as the orgasm I’d chased appeared quite suddenly. I thrust once more, then held myself still.

Our eyes locked.

My body stiffened as the climax overtook me. I soared high above the mountains as high as an eagle. I wanted the feeling to go on forever. The power and the might.

Yet I knew it wouldn’t. It couldn’t.

He exhaled.

I blew out a breath as well as my heart rate started to return to normal. Slowly, I withdrew with a little pop. I giggled.

He grinned. “Get rid of the condom, and then we’ll snuggle. I want to hold you in my arms—if that’s what you want as well.”

“Yeah, I do.”

“Great.” He blinked, almost as if struggling to keep his eyes open.

I laughed. “About to fall asleep on me?”

“Late night, early morning, great orgasm? Entirely possible."

Wanting to be in his arms if he dozed off, I dispensed of the condom into his garbage can and crawled back into bed, pulling the cover over us. “So, no friends ringing the doorbell?”

“God, I hope not. They’re headed out on their honeymoon.”

Axel and Hugo were headed to Greece to spend time at Hugo’s sister’s resort. Although she, her husband, and their brood had been there yesterday, Hugo hadn’t gotten quality time with them. I’d wondered about Axel’s feelings at having to share his new husband, but apparently he loved his new nieces and nephews as much as Hugo did and so this was, to him, a treat. Then the couple were to fly on to England to scout out a future concert venue.

Pauletta hadplansfor the band.

Yardley banded his arm around my chest.

“Oh, what about the cats?” Because they were what was really important.

“I gave them extra kibble before bed last night. They’ll survive.”

Generally, they tended to be well-behaved creatures, so I trusted Yardley to know. I might sneak them an extra treat if they were good and let us rest. “Do you think they’d be good with kids?”

He stiffened. Then cleared his throat. “They’re amazing with my nephews. Patient and kind, even when Meyer’s trying to pull their tails. Well, he’s pretty much out of that phase. In all these years, not a single scratch. Now, they’re getting older…” He swallowed hard.

“I get it.” I pressed my hand to his as it lay against my chest. “So are we.”

“You want kids.”

“I want kids. It might not happen, but—” I floundered,.

“We can make it happen. There are kids living on the streets right now that we could give a home to. They’d have huge psychological issues, but we can deal with that. Or younger kids who need a safe space for a while—maybe while their parents get their shit together. There are so many ways we can do this.” His voice animated more and more as he spoke.

So much for him falling asleep.“You honestly think it’ll be that easy?”

“Well, we could even look for a pregnant woman who wants to give up her baby. You know that big movie star, right? Peter Erickson? He and his husband found their daughter that way. They’re really open about that and how it changed their lives. We could do that, Johnnie. I mean, not tomorrow. We’d need to get married first…”

A silence enveloped the room.

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