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“Okay.” I fished out a strawberry before handing him my mostly empty cup. Then licked my fingers and ducked into the tent. I grabbed a loose T-shirt and basketball shorts to change into. Before I could get into the bedroom side, Crow came in. The area was too small, smooshing us face-to-face.
“Sky…”
I looked into his eyes. They were normally plain brown, but so close in the low light, they looked dark, black. I didn’t answer him, stuck on his soulful eyes.
Crow leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. At first, they were soft and cushy, but when I didn’t pull away, he pressed for more. His tongue slid back and forth, asking for permission, and I wanted to grant it. His mouth was warm, juicy, and tasted like our drinks. I could kiss him forever.
Kissing Crow.
Then I pulled back. Unsure. That man was entirely too sexy. And I was tipsy.
And don’t I hate this guy?
Chapter twelve
Day Three
Normally, I woke up quickly, popping up like a jack in the box. Yes, I was a morning person, even when I’d been drinking a little. Admittedly, I had been tipsy the night before but not drunk. But I still let Skyler run and hide in the tent after I kissedhim. Right. But now? I was warm and cozy, my body not wanting to get up and my brain still feeling a little hazy.
And a hard body lay beside me. And poked me with a hard cock. Shit.
Shifting, I realized that Skyler was pressed against me. And his cock. Yes, it was poking me. It was so hard. Ugh…
How had I even gotten on the ground beside him? We were squeezed in between the air mattress and the side of the tent.
I had to be a gentleman, right? I wanted to grab him and…nope. I turned over on my side to face him. “Sky. Hey. Wake up.” I shook his shoulder gently.
He stirred, soft green eyes slowly opening. “Oh—damn.”
“Let Daddy take care of that for you? No one will know.” I didn’t know what possessed me to say that, but I couldn’t resist. He was so fucking adorable, half asleep.
“Mmm…like a secret?”
I nodded and whispered, “Yes.”
“Uh…okay?” He didn’t sound sure. Or fully awake, to be honest. And damn me, but I was going to take advantage of the situation.
I leaned in, mouth so close to his ear I could nibble his lobe, and whispered, “Daddy’s got you.” I slid down his body, reaching up his shirt to feel his hot skin, then smoothed my palms along and down to his hip bones. He didn’t stop me. Didn’t make a noise, even when I slid his boxers down just enough to let his dick pop out. And it was as lovely as I imagined. Probably more.
I squeezed his hip bones as I leaned in and licked over his crown, collecting the pre-cum that leaked out. Skyler mewled softly, and I took that as a sign to continue. I sucked his pretty cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue and sucking. Skyler made more noises, but soft like he was holding back. He didn’t want anyone else to hear. I made it my goal to get him screaming.
Tugging his balls with one hand, I sucked him furiously. All the way down and back up. His cock was thin but long, proportioned similarly to his entire body. Long and lean and sexy as hell. His head hit the back of my throat every time I took him all the way in, but I could take it. I couldn’t wait until the trust was there between us so I could let him fuck my mouth for real, but he wasn’t ready for that. No, he hardly moved. He needed to feel like this was happening to him and not that he was an active participant. I’d seen that before with other boys. At least in the beginning. And with Sky being adamant that he hated me, it had to be all the more so.
And it did not stop me. I took him down again and again, sucking steadily. Until finally, Sky punched up with his hips and moaned, not loudly but louder than before. And he shot out, coming with force. I sucked it down, loving the taste, salty and tangy but not nearly as bitter as I expected. I wanted to stay with him and snuggle and maybe get off myself after that, but Skyler had other ideas.
“Ohgawd. Shit-shit-shit.” He shoved at me, and I rolled away. He pulled up his boxers and ran. Right out of the tent, not even stopping to grab clothes. Shit was right.
Ugh. I didn’t know how this was going to play out, but he left me there so hard and horny I could probably blow off the top of the tent. I groaned and pulled my boxers down to expose my super hard cock. I needed relief—fast and dirty. I licked my hand and stroked myself. It only took a few strokes before I was leaking all over the place. I rubbed over my cockhead, adding the pre-cum for more lubricant.
It felt good, but I needed to move. I set one foot flat on the ground and moved my hips, fucking into my gripping hand. I imagined Sklyer over me, holding on to my shoulders and riding my cock. I would fuck up into him every time he came down.I’d get to see his half-lidded eyes as he pleasured himself. His mouth hanging open in a pant.
Fuck.
I came pretty hard, sparks behind my eyes and body seizing up with a grunt.
Laying there tired and huffing, I imagined what we could be. Yeah, Skyler and I would be explosive. I hoped like hell I’d moved him one step closer to that but feared the opposite.
There was no time for useless thoughts, anyway. We had hiking on the plan for the day, and I needed to get dressed.
