Page 14 of Two Wrong Turns

“I need to come. Please, make me come.”

I groaned at the desperate way he pleaded for me to take care of him. I wanted to give him what he needed. So long as my cock stayed in my pants, then we’d be fine.

The best option was to suck him off.

And yeah, I didn’t mind that one bit. We couldn’t do it on the railing though, because I refused to not have a firm grip the entire time.

Lifting him, I moved us to one of the Adirondack chairs. I tugged down Barrett's loose pants and underwear, then laid them in the chair to protect him from splinters.

“Sit,” I demanded.

He instantly dropped in the seat. Fuck. I loved that he was so responsive.

I knelt in front of the chair, then tugged his hips forward until his ass sat right on the edge. “Spread those legs for me.”

Again, he didn’t hesitate. He opened himself up, giving me the perfect view of his perfect cock and heavy balls.

His erection stood proud just waiting for me to give it attention. As I stared, it jerked, and I smiled.

“Hello to you too,” I teased a I ran my tongue up the underside. “I’ve been wanting to do that since last night.”

Barrett whimpered. His hands were gripping the armrests of the chair so hard his knuckles were white.

“Everything ok?” I asked him, my voice a mix of concern and teasing.

He bobbed his head. “Yeah. Mmmhmm. No problem here. Please… please keep going.”

With such blatant consent, I gave up the game I’d been playing. I wrapped my mouth around his crown, then choked myself on his cock as if he’d forced my head down.

I felt his body curl over me. “Fuck!”

That was the exact word I’d have said too if my mouth wasn't full. Instead of trying to speak, I let my action prove how much I enjoyed his body.

With a focus unlike ever before, I sucked, licked, slurped, and gagged my way through the best damn blowjob anyone had ever experienced.

“Ahhhh,” my mate cried out shortly into my endeavor. His body shook so hard I had to pin his hips down to the chair with my hands while I buried my face in the short hairs at the base of his cock.

Could I breathe? No.

Did I fucking care? Not one bit.

His release tasted amazing on my tongue. I almost wanted to start the process all over again. If he hadn’t slumped back in the chair exhausted, I would have.

“Your mouth…” his voice came out broken. “How is it so good? Where did you learn — nevermind. I don’t want to know.”

I smiled down at him. “I didn’t learn it from any experience. It seemed pretty straightforward. Plus, I wanted to taste you every way I could. I wouldn’t have been able to get you off if I’d been shy about it.”

His blush made my heart soar. I’d done that. Me.

My mate was fucking adorable in every way. I had no clue humans could be this way.

Though, it wasn’t really a human thing. It was ahimthing.

“What now?” he asked when I didn’t move right away.

“Now, we get some food. And then later, if you want me to do that again, I will.”

He bit his lip. “If I wanted more? What then?”

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