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“I’m so close,” he groans, and I reach up to rub my nails over his balls. I follow my mouth with my fist, running it up as it chases after my lips. He becomes impossibly hard after a few strokes, and then I feel him explode into my mouth, his grunts accompanying the grip on my hair as he orgasms. I delightfully swallow and wipe the corners of my mouth with my finger as I smile up at him.
“Fuck, baby. We have like a minute before we reach the bottom.”
I turn to sit on the bench while he pulls up his shorts and zips up.
“I’m so fucking wet I’m about to start touching myself,” I whisper in his ear.
“You just wait,” he says, kissing my jaw. “I’ll make you come so many times you’re gonna beg me to stop.”
I gush some more at his words.
The quarter-mile hike down to his car is torture. Once we reach it, he instructs me into the backseat and closes the door. I’m thankful the windows are tinted dark, as a lot of other hikers are now getting in their cars to go home.
He yanks down my bike shorts and immediately dives into my pussy. With both fingers spreading me wide, he spears his tongue and in out of me, lapping up my clit each time until I start to tremble. My uterus cramps and my fingers clench his short hair as the climax builds.
“I’m gonna come,” I whimper as he latches onto me and sucks hard.
The most blinding, intense orgasm of my life rockets through me and I scream, not caring who hears.
“Fuck yeah, come on my face,” he murmurs, lapping at me like it’s his last meal.
***
We chat about Tarynand Carter’s upcoming wedding as we wait for the food to be delivered.
“It’s been a while since I’ve worn a monkey suit,” Eric comments, and it makes me wonder if he had to wear an orange jumpsuit every day for the last six years. The thought literally gives me nightmares. Of course, I don’t ask.
“I bet,” is all I can think to say. Thankfully, the server drops off our meals.
He smirks as we dive into our food.
“What?” I ask.
“I can’t believe you blew me in a gondola lift.”
I glance around the Indian restaurant, but nobody’s paying us any mind. “And I can’t believe you devoured me in the backseat of that tiny Audi. Between my big ass and your height, how did we even fit?”
We both laugh, and I snort so hard curry rice is almost embedded in my nose.
“I’d do it all again,” I say when I recover.
“Well, I don’t think I’ve had a mile-and-a-half-high BJ before.”
I chuckle and fork some tandoori chicken. “We’ll have to do it again. Minus the fall on the rock.”
“You mean minus the hike,” he replies, plucking lamb from his kebab.
I lift a shoulder and let it fall. “It’s fine. I know what to expect next time. Knee pads, junk sneakers, portable oxygen, a better attitude...”
We both laugh and finish our meal in comfortable silence.
After dinner, we go for a stroll around a small lake near the restaurant. Waterfront places are rare here in Colorado, and most of the lakes are manmade in the city, but it doesn’t matter. It’s a beautiful walk under a clear April sky, his hand in mine.
“This has been the perfect day,” Eric says, kissing my temple as we walk.
I turn to him. “I agree. Why are you so good to me?”
He looks surprised at the question, then shrugs. “It’s easy to be good to you. You’re a good person. You make me happy and you aren’t high-maintenance.”
