“Watch your manners, or I’ll make sure you hike back still hard,” I warned, even though I had no intention of doing that. But Adler’s cock bobbed as soon as I got stern, so I was happy to keep it up. “Say please.”
“Please.” This time, he used his devilish tongue along the underside of my cock, darting in between my fingers. “I’ll be good.”
“You better.” I removed my hand so he had more room to play, and he made a grateful hum right before taking my cock in his mouth. And, okay, I was solidly in my mid-forties. I’d had more than a couple of blowjobs in my life, but Adler, well, Adler managed to make it look and sound like I’d given him a plate of expensive truffles and told him he had five minutes to eat his fill. He moaned around my cock as he slid deeper, eyes fluttering closed, expression completely content.
“Mmmm.” He made a satisfied noise, and I swear to God, each moan was more erotic than anything he was doing with his tongue. He stuck to a shallow but devastating rhythm. Opening his eyes, he met my gaze, a little mischief returning to his expression.
“That as deep as you can go?” I scoffed when, in truth, what he was doing would work just fine, especially if he got his hand involved again.
Adler’s eyes turned hot and grateful, like my request was exactly what he’d craved. “You want deeper?”
“Oh yeah.” I had a feeling I was going to like whatever trick he unleashed next. He wiggled his mouth for effect, as if he needed to unhinge his jaw like a snake. I might be on the thicker side of average, but I wasn’t that huge. However, my ego didn’t mind the warm-up, especially when he followed it by swallowing me to the root in a single motion, graceful as a swan dive. “Fuck, that’s good.”
Adler moaned like he’d been waiting for my praise all afternoon. Him moaning with my cock deep in his throat was hotter than the midday sun and likely to get me there in short order.
“Let’s see if you can keep doing that if I go faster.” I gave an experimental thrust forward, watching his expression carefully to make sure he was good.
“I can take it.” Adler pulled off long enough to brag again, a clear challenge in his eyes. “Go hard.”
I thrust with measured caution, chasing his mouth but letting him control most of the depth. However, the more I thrust, the more Adler moaned until I was fucking his mouth in earnest. He sucked hard on every retreat and relaxed on the downstroke so I could go deep.
“Fuck.” I groaned low, his eagerness making me harder than I could remember. “You love this, don’t you?”
“Mm-hmm,” Adler hummed his reply around my cock, and the vibrations had me right on the edge, way sooner than I liked.
“You weren’t lying about being good.” I gasped. “So good for me. Fuck. You gonna swallow?”
“Want it.” Adler nodded with half my dick in his mouth, hottest fucking sight ever, and I finally went as hard as he’d been begging for, thrusting fast and deep, a sloppy gallop to the finish.
“Close, baby. Here it comes,” I warned. All he did was suck that much harder. “You swallow it all now.”
Climax hit me like a flash flood in a slot canyon, swift and devastating, little warning as it cleared out everything in its path, mental clutter and rational thought be damned. Before this moment, I’d only ever achieved similar clarity when getting a tattoo. It took all my remaining focus to keep upright as the waves retreated, leaving me boneless.
“Yummy.” Adler licked his lips. He jacked his cock with quick motions like he was already most of the way there. “Do I get my reward?”
“Hell yes.” I’d give him whatever the fuck he wanted after that.
“I was good?” Adler stroked himself faster. A deep flush spread from his chest up his neck to his cheeks.
“Amazing. Best I’ve ever had.” I wasn’t lying either, so I put all my gratitude into my voice. “So good for me.”
“Thank you.” Adler gasped as he spurted all over his fist, creamy ropes that dribbled down his wrist. His body shook and shivered. “Oh God.”
He rested his head against my thigh, and stroking his mess of damp hair felt as natural as breathing. I didn’t know what to make of this urge to pet and take care of him, so my back tensed as restless energy gathered in my torso.
“Wow.” Adler glanced down at his hand. “Gonna need another swim.”
“Yep.” Pleased to have something to do with myself, I waded into the cool water, leaving him to follow. “Better behave this time.”
“I will.” Adler was back to his usual eager-to-please self, and if I missed the brat, well, that was for me to mull over later, along with my dick’s continued interest in Adler’s talented mouth. I’d just come, but my body seemed to have forgotten we weren’t twenty anymore.
“Good boy.” I’d issued the praise without really thinking and was about to walk the comment back because Adler wasn’t a kid, but he made a pleased noise, expression going soft and warm.
“Oh, I’ll be good.” He fluttered his eyelashes. “Now, when do I get to ride a horse?”
“Soon.” More time with Adler was a bad, bad idea, but a promise was a promise. Surely, I could manage a riding lesson and keep my dick in my pants. What happened at the swimming hole, stayed at the swimming hole.
Chapter Three