Page 162 of Finding Delaware

“Huck, I can’t...” His teeth are biting his bottom lip so hard I see indents. “C-can’t last. Gonna come.”

Wrapping my fingers around his shaft, I jerk him hard while continuing to pound into him. “Come for me, baby. Come on my cock so I can fill you up.”

That’s all it takes. His hole clenches around me, and he cries out, echoing in my ears, dick twitching his orgasm against my palm in the water. I thrust deep one last time before my own climax overtakes me, spilling hot cum inside his ass, marking him forever as mine. My vision turns white from the exertion of it, blissful static momentarily filling my ears when Taylor breathes a contented sigh, dropping his forehead to my shoulder while I thrust through my orgasm, slowly coming to a stop before slumping back against the wall. Our chests heave against each other.

“Holy shit,” he hums after a few minutes, voice hoarse. “That was...”

“Amazing?” I kiss his damp strands, a sated smile pulling at my lips. “Earth shattering? Mind-blowing?”

He lifts his head, cracking open one eye to squint at me. “Those are my lines. What have you done with my Huckslee?”

“I think he got lost somewhere in your ass.” Flexing my softening dick, which is still inside of him, a chuckle leaves my throat when he whimpers. “Fuck, I never wanna leave. You’re incredible.”

Those gorgeous eyes roll, but a satisfied smirk pulls at his mouth.

“I’m serious. I think you ruined me. I’m gonna need you stuffed with my cock daily from now on.”

“Jesus,” he coughs, a faint flush on his cheeks as he squirms, and my hands fly to his hips to hold him in place when my dick jolts at the movement.

“Unless you’re ready for round two, which you’re not, I’d stop moving if I were you.”

A challenge flashes across his features, but just as the damn brat rolls his hips, Salem’s voice has us both freezing.

“Alright, coming in! My eyes are closed!”

We turn to watch her tread underneath the waterfall, bright red hair catching in the sun as her hands cover her eyes, causing Taylor to bark out a laugh.

“Hey guys, Christian and I stalled for as long as we can,” she says, parting her fingers to peek at us. “Xed already climbed up to get our clothes, and everyone’s waiting. Logan’s getting concerned.”

“Shit. What’d you tell him?”

She smirks. “That you both needed some brotherly bonding time.”

“Be gone, she-devil!” Taylor smacks the water to splash her, and she dives away, tossing ahurry upover her shoulder as she leaves the alcove.

“They’re not exactly making it any easier for me to tell him about us,” I mutter, dropping my head to his shoulder, and he hums in agreement.

“Yeah...speaking of, when do you plan on doing that, by the way? Because everyone knows now except Matty and Logan.”

The idea of telling my best friend that I’m dating my stepbrother raises a panic in my throat, and I exhale slowly.

“Soon.”

That’s all I can say. Because I really do plan on telling him...I just don’t know how or when.

Pulling out of him slowly, my fingers replace my dick, a soft gasp leaving his lips as I gently prod his hole, wishing I could see the mess leaking out of him. “If I wasn’t worried about trapping lake water inside of you, I’d put the plug back in and make you walk around full of my cum all day.”

“Fuuuck.” He snags my bottom lip in between his teeth. “You’re gonna make me horny again, and I’m naked.”

“Like nearly everyone here hasn’t seen your boner before.” Drawing back to cup his cheek, I search his eyes. “Was it good for you? Did you like it?”

His expression softens as he steals a light, sweet kiss. “I didn’t like it, Ilovedit. I’m dickmatized. One hundred percent can confirm I’m switching teams. Don’t think I’ve ever come so hard in my life.”

“Good, because you’re mine, and I fully plan on fucking you again.”

Taylor laughs, shaking his head as he turns away to swim toward the waterfall. “This is the third time we’ve fooled around in water, you know. I think it’s becoming our thing.”

That comment has me going still.

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