Page 72 of Sass in the Grass

“If I ever get lost, maybe you could find me.”

“I don’t plan on losing you, baby.”

More butterflies, even as that yummy chill went up his spine looking into those icy, beautiful eyes. “Good.”

Sitting on the bank of the lake, far from the camp, far from anything, Jovian sat between Cherokee’s legs, and they watched the moon glinting off the water, watched fish coming to the surface to catch an insect for their late-night snack. It made round ripples in the water that caught the light so perfectly, like someone had thrown Swarovski crystals on the surface and they floated there, sparkling just for him and Cherokee.

Cherokee’s arms were wrapped around him, keeping him warm, as the breeze brought cool air across his cheeks.

“This is so nice,” he whispered.

“It is. I always wished for someone to share this with.”

“Maybe it’s not so bad, living out here like this. The views are beautiful, and as long as I never have to see a bear, snake, or big mountain lion, it would be perfect.”

Cherokee kissed his neck, then whispered in his ear, “I’ll always protect you.”

Jovian felt the tears, but he refused them a trail down his face. Blinking them away, he snuggled into Cherokee and kissed both of his hands.

Well, those sweet little kisses turned into Cherokee, reciprocating on his neck. That only led to Jovian turning around to face him so their mouths could clash, and Cherokee’s hands on his hips…well, that just about did it.

Jovian pled, “Here, now, please?”

“Here? You’ll get dirty.”

“I don’t care. I don’t care at all,” he said before he kissed Cherokee hard, clutching at him, begging him with his lips, his hands and even his hips, as he moved them seductively.

Grinding into his crotch, Jovian felt Cherokee’s cock rising. He felt the man’s body respond to him and soon, he was lying on the dirt as the man kissed him deeply while still trying to get Jovian’s shirt over his head.

It was a bit of a wrestling match, culminating in a shirtless Jovian watching as Cherokee nibbled at his tiny nipples.

“God, that feels incredible!”

“Shh, I don’t know who’s around here. Don’t make me stuff your mouth with your shirt again.”

Biting his lips together made him laugh, and he laughed more, as Cherokee’s beard tickled his ribcage while he kissed there.

He wasn’t laughing, however, once Cherokee was naked. He watched every second of Cherokee’s striptease, standing over Jovian, tossing his shirt off into the dark, toeing off his sneakers, then his pants, briefs.

He got into his wallet and threw a condom at Jovian. “Put it on me, then you can ride me. Wouldn’t want your little ass to get too dirty, now, would we?”

“You’re dirty, and I enjoy you.”

“Nice. Do it anyway.”

On his knees, Jovian got the condom on Cherokee’s dick before Cherokee laid on the ground, waving his fingers for Jovian to climb on top of him.

Jovian did, getting Cherokee’s cock lined up with his hole, biting his bottom lip as he stared down at the gorgeous man. “You are just fire, Cherokee.”

“Am I? Do I keep you hot?”

“Oh, yeah. You keep me hot and give me chills. Every time I look in your eyes, I get a chill down my back. Did I tell you that?”

As he rubbed the sides of Jovian’s thighs, he whispered, “No. You didn’t.”

“Well, I do. I can’t shake it, but I don’t really want to.”

Before Cherokee could get out a response to that, Jovian pierced himself onto Cherokee’s dick and pushed down until the entire thing was shoved inside him, and he was seated on Cherokee solidly.

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