Page 514 of Second Chance Trouble


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The two of us made breakfast without saying a word. When it was done, he carried a tray up to Mama, and I set the table for our guests. Then the two of us sat in the kitchen and ate our breakfast alone.

When I reached across the table and took his hand, he didn’t resist. I was grateful for that. He had such small, delicate hands. As soft as they were, I also felt their strength. I didn’t deserve him. I knew that. But as long as I had him, I would do everything I could to make him happy.

That night as we lay in bed, I stared at him again considering how lucky I was. Facing him with our lips only inches apart, I leaned forward and kissed him. He barely kissed me back.

Needing more, I caressed his soft cheek with the back of my fingers. I could feel him relax. He was going to let me do anything I wanted to him. But all I wanted was to please him. So, slipping my hand underneath his shirt, I gently rubbed his back. And when his gentle movements melted into the subtle pushes from my fingertips, I sat up, rolled him onto his stomach, and removed his shirt.

I knew how to use my hands to please a man. Massage was the one form of physical touch that football players allowed. As I wrapped my large hands around Hil’s narrow back, I engulfed him. His body was everything I ever wanted in a guy. Being allowed to express my affection for the boy I loved was the most erotic feeling of my life.

Applying more pressure, Hil’s small body disappeared into the soft mattress. Rubbing his neck and shoulders, he moaned. I would have kept doing it all night if he hadn’t begun lifting his hips. I was sitting on them. Initially I thought he wanted me to get off.

But the deeper I would push my fingers, the harder his hips would press. My baby was telling me what he wanted. I wanted to give it to him. Sliding my fingertips down the lean lines of his body, I got to his underwear and stopped. Shifting onto his legs, he lifted his hips again. Fulfilling his request, I took off his underwear.

Wanting nothing more than to please him, I massaged his ass and then lowered my chin between his cheeks. The touch of my tongue on his hole was electric. Grabbing the sheets, his body tensed. Teasing his rippled skin with the tip of my tongue, he struggled to breathe. And when I buried my face into his ass, his back curled in unbridled pleasure.

Pushing and taunting, I made Hil’s asshole mine. His toes danced. His body wiggled.

Reducing him to a writhing mass, I wondered if I had relaxed him enough. Releasing him, his body collapsed. He was nothing more than a slab of meat on the mattress.

Rubbing my hard cock seeing what I had done, I couldn’t fight how much I wanted him. And when my yearning became too much, I lowered my shorts and returned my hips to his ass.

The feeling of his tight hole fighting against my cock was everything I ever dreamed about. Lubing up and pushing harder, he opened up and welcomed me in. Buried inside of him, it felt like home.

Lying on top of him with our fingers intertwined and my body position mirroring his, I pulled back my hips and gently fucked. Withdrawing and thrusting, the two of us were one.

Shifting the top of my feet onto his soles, I held his hands and rode him harder. His groans were my siren song. The louder they got, the more he possessed me. I was a puppet. He pulled my strings. And when he pushed me off of him and climbed on top of me instead, I watched with pleasure as Hil took what he wanted.

My baby was a wild man. As big as I was, he rode me. Leaning forward with his palms on my chest, he hooked his feet between my thighs and galloped. When I couldn’t take anymore and threatened to blow, I sat up, wrapped an arm around him, and allowed him to brace himself with his arms around my neck.

With my cock still deep inside of him, I lifted him as he bounced. This was when he leaned forward and kissed me. Cradling my head and with his tongue deep in my throat, I felt the pulse of orgasm rise and his breathing increase.

Still clutching my head, he bit my lip as our orgasms approached. I thought he would tear it off. He didn’t. But throwing his head back, he came all over me. Spraying me with his cum, I filled him with mine.

I was going to do anything I had to do to keep this. Hil was the love of my life, and anything I had to sacrifice to have him, I would.

As soon as either of us could breathe again, Hil returned to our kiss. Gentler this time, he explored my lips. I wasn’t sure if he had broken skin, but I could feel the tingle.

Shifting from there, his lips touched my cheekbones and the tip of my nose. Holding me as he did, I did nothing about it. He had me wrapped around his little finger whether he knew it or not. I was his and he was mine. And I couldn’t fight the power he had over me if I tried.

The next morning when I woke up, I did what I hadn’t in a while, I stayed in bed staring at the man I loved. Even as he slept, he was beautiful. He needed to be with someone who treated him how he deserved to be treated. I was going to be that man. It would start today. I had already waited too long.

When he opened his eyes, he caught me looking at him.

“Were you watching me sleep?” he asked with a chuckle.

“Are you okay with that? Because I watch you sleep a lot.”

“It’s not like I don’t do the same thing to you,” he said with the cutest stretch I had ever seen.

As we stared into each other’s eyes, I gathered the courage to say what I had to say.

“Did you need to pick something up from the grocery store? I remember you mentioning something about that yesterday.”

He perked up.

“Yeah. I don’t remember what it was, but I would like to go.”

“Would you mind if I went with you?”

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