On a low growl, Rowan wrapped his fingers around my cock and stroked. A huge hand and the gentlest touch moving up and down, his thumb spreading my pre-cum over the head.
Straightening up, I grabbed Rowan’s face to pull him closer and place slow kisses over his parted mouth. Then I pressed our foreheads together. “Fuck me like it’s the last time. Ruin me for anyone else.”
Darkness and fire swam in Rowan’s eyes, and he took my hips in a grip so firm, his fingertips would leave bruises.
“As you wish.” He began with steady, shallow thrusts, then fucked up into me like a feral animal, watching me as if he wanted to claim me in an ancient ritual, eat me, or both.
A wail filled the air around us. It was me. I was coming over Rowan’s chest, my ass pulsing over his cock as I was spurting over and over. Time stopped, and the room disappeared around me. If Rowan wasn’t holding me, would I float away.
He stilled and his dick twitched, filling me yet again. I imagined him shooting deep inside me with so much cum, I’d be bloated with it.
I collapsed onto his chest, sticky with sweat and with a loopy smile on my face.
Rowan smoothed my hair off my forehead. “I think you milked a week's worth of cum out of me.”
I snorted and kissed his pec. “I’m sure you’ll produce more by the evening.”
“My insatiable coffee bean.”
“You didn’t book a fuck-cabin for nothing. We have to to make the best use of it.” I wiggled my ass and released his deflating cock. It flopped out of me with a wet squelch. My hole was sore, and even the air hitting the emptiness of it didn’t soothe me enough.
“Yes, but taking breaks is important for recovery. How is your ass feeling?”
“Well fucked in a good way.”
“Wait here.” Rowan raised me and set me flat on my belly as he got off the bed. He reached for a mysterious cooler on the floor and retrieved something from it.
“What’s that?” I craned my neck.
“A soothing plug. It will keep my cum inside you and should be cool enough to bring you some relief.” Rowan lifted the toy to show me.
It wasn’t as thick as the ones I used to stretch myself, and far from Roro in girth.
“Great idea.” I lifted my bum.
Rowan slid the toy in with ease, and it fit just right, cooling my puffy pucker. The only upside was that I had to clench to keep it in.
“How is it?” Rowan caressed my ass gently.
“Helping. But could you bring something for me?”
“Anything.”
“I used a harness to hold in the plugs for stretching inside me longer. I have one in my suitcase.”
“On it.” He returned with the harness, cradling it in his hands. His dick was at half mast when he put it on me and buckled the leather around my hips. “That’s so fucking hot, Milo.”
He joined me on the bed and pulled me on top of him so my ass remained in the air.
I will miss this stretch, but even more, my life will be sadder without Rowan’s low chuckle, him holding me at night, and us discussing movies we’d watched after a lazy roll on the couch.
I will miss Rowan when he leaves.
Author’s notes:
They finally made it! It wasn’t my goal to make the wait for Milo bouncing on it so long, but they both wanted him to be well-prepared. Next chapter: fisting! Haha kidding. Or am I? XD
I swear, if any one of you in the comments will call this chapter their first time because they had penetrative sex after all the orgasms and sex they had together, imma riot.
