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I don’t have any words. There is no song, or poem, or mathematical equation that can describe what she’s doing to me right now. Nothing but us. Everything is possible. Every trajectory is probable.

Her tongue presses flat along my shaft as she takes me deeper into her throat and even though I just want to lie here and let her do her thing, I can’t help it. I grab her hair and push her down. I shove my cock so deep she gags. I raise my hips and give her more.

And she takes it.

Every last bit of it.

I don’t let myself come. Fuck that. There’s no way I’m not gonna come inside her pussy tonight. No condom, no pulling out, no precautions. This might be the only chance I ever get with the princess and I’m gonna make it count.

“Get up here,” I say, grabbing her by the arms and tugging her up my chest. When my cock slips out of her mouth, when her tongue slides up my shaft, I have to gulp air and hold it in to stop what’s coming.

She scrambles up my body, whipping her shirt over her head. I reach around, unclasp her bra, and toss it. Her fingers are already on the hem of my shirt. I duck out of it as she pulls on my pants, drags them down my legs and then…

We’re naked. Completely bare. One hundred percent exposed. Two vulnerable people on a stage made of rock. With the bubbling brook acting as soundtrack and the twinkling night above the backdrop.

“Fuck me,” she says, climbing back into my lap. My arms wrap around her back, hugging her close as she reaches for my cock and… slips it… inside her hot, wet pussy.

She eases down and I exhale into her neck. Her hips already moving, her fingernails digging into my shoulders, her breathing loud and coming in short gasps.

Her pussy tightens around my cock. So slick. So perfect.

I lie back on the rock, letting the smooth, cool surface remind me of the night. Her body submits to mine, following me down until she’s lying on top of my chest.

I look up and see the show and realize she’s gonna miss it.

“Turn around,” I say. “You need to turn around, Princess.”

She stops her hips mid-thrust, then follows my eyes upward and realizes what I’m asking her to do. One quick scramble and two agonizing seconds of missing her later, she’s repositioned, her back against my chest, her eyes looking up, and my hand reaching down to shove my cock back inside her.

“This,” I say, “is how it’s supposed to be.”

Everything slows after that. Like we settle into our destiny. I hold her tight—her legs spread open, her ankles on either side of my knees, her heart beating and my heart beating, and the moon shining a spotlight, and the stars twinkling, and the night approving of our complete reunion.

I don’t even know if time passes or not. All I know is that we’re together. It’s me, and her, and the entire universe looking down on us as we come…

“Fate,” she whispers a few minutes later.

“Mmmhmmm,” I moan back, holding her close as we enjoy the afterglow of perfect sex. I’ve got her ass tugged up against my semi-hard cock, spooning her to my chest, holding her tight, pinning her to me forever.

“You’re not getting away this time, Five Aston.”

Which only makes me smile, eyes still closed.

“I mean it. You’ve got two choices, buddy. Stay here with me all summer or take me with you when you leave.”

“Because of fate?” I ask, trying to keep her talking. I wish I could hear her voice every second of my life. I don’t even care what she says. Just her voice. It’s all I need.

“Fate. Because we were predetermined, Five. The universe set us up and gave us this chance, and I’m gonna tell you what…”

“What will you tell me, Princess?” I kiss her neck, ready for sleep.

“I’m not gonna waste a single second of this life, that’s for sure. I’m going to be with you forever. And you know why?”

“Why?” I ask. “Tell me.”

“Because I’m the boss of you.”

My laugh is unexpected and loud. “Is that right?”