Page 24 of Hallowed Tree
I drank in his form the same way he had mine. He was so stinking gorgeous with his hairy chest and thick, veiny cock. He reached down, making my mouth water as he jacked himself nice and slow. “Do you like what you see, Harry?”
Licking my lips, a, “Mhm,” slipped from my mouth.
Buck laughed, crawled onto the bed, and knee-walked between my legs. His palms traveled around the sides of my thighs, caressing and kneading my skin. So many things in my afterlife had been sensory memories, ones I’d clung to desperately so I wouldn’t forget all of those wonderful sensations. But this? This was new. So many things with Buck were. I’d never had anyone touch me this way, with such desire in the depths of their eyes, so how was it possible to feel him as if we were alive…I didn’t know.
“Stop thinking, love,” he said with a chuckle.
“I’m sorry. I can’t help it. It just feels so…”
“Real.” He leaned down, brushing his lips gently across mine. “It does for me, too. It proves what I’ve been thinking all along.”
I looped my hands around his neck. “What’s that?”
“We were created to be together,” he said seriously without even a hint of joking.
“But how? That would be impossible. I’m so much—”
Buck covered my mouth with his fingertips. “We didn’t get an instruction manual, so how do you know?” He dropped his body on me, allowing me to feel the full weight of him, and it was amazing. The pressure was so ridiculously real, so much like how it had felt when my heart still beat, that I wanted him to stay like this forever.
“I’m going to make love to you now, Harry. Let you feel what you’ve missed out on, what you’ve always deserved. I’m going to pound you so good with my cock that you’ll see stars and wonder if you’re at Heaven’s pearly gates.”
I laughed, but he didn’t. “You’re serious?”
He brushed my hair back from my forehead. Whispered a kiss across my eyelid, my cheek, my lips. “There’s no messing around when it comes to matters of the heart. We’re so damn lucky, and now that I have you, I’m going to do my best to make up for every year of your life that you were mistreated or alone. Loving you is it for me, Harry, and I have no intentions of failing this assignment.”
He squirmed around, positioning himself with my legs out to the side. Our kisses were deep, passionate, and I was ready to cry or come just from the care he was taking with me. As he poised at my entrance, he brushed another soft kiss to my lips. “Are you ready, love?”
“Yes, Buck. Please. Show me. Love me. Fuck me.”
He chuckled. “I will. I do. Now take it.” He slammed into me in one long push. My body opened naturally, accommodating him perfectly. He smirked down at my disbelief. “Another advantage to being dead. Our bodies are only as corporeal as we want or need them to be.”
A slow smile spread across my face. “So we have no limitations.”
He waggled his eyebrows. “Only whatever restrictions—” He pulled out, then smacked back in, and I groaned. Good grief, it had been, like…forever, but had it ever felt that good before? No, definitely not. “You put on us.”
Trailing my fingertips around his pert, pink nipple and through his dense chest hair, I said, “Any and all carnal activities are your call, Buck. I’m too shy and inexperienced to even know what I want or don’t want.”
His eyes twinkled wickedly. “We’re going to have so much fun, love. Wait and see.”
He pumped in and out of me two more times, turning my brain to mush. I opened my mouth, and he did it again. His large hand encircled my penis, and his movements synched as he drove me out of my mind with his body and his warm, wet kisses.
Unused to sex outside of my own hand, it didn’t take long for the tension of a quickly approaching orgasm to work its way up my spine. Buck smirked knowingly, and I grabbed his face, holding him still. “I need to tell you something.”
His hips faltered. “Is everything okay?”
“More than okay.” Leaning up, I kissed him hard, sweeping my tongue into his mouth and dominating him like he’d been devouring me. Coming up for air—that I didn’t really need—I said, “I love you, Buck. You’re not chasing me. You’re not alone in this. I love you, too.”
His mouth fused to mine as his body partially merged with mine, and I felt all the sensations he felt, as well as my own, like we were on some sort of intoxicating loop. Our orgasms hit together, and it was like every granule of my essence exploded with pleasure as my cum coated his belly and his filled my ass.
It was dynamic, and magical, and everything wonderful. “From now on, we’re going to have the best afterlife,” Buck mumbled into my neck. “I love you.”
Grumpy, grouchy Mr. Harry, who’d kept people at arms-length was gone. I was sure he’d try and rear his prickly head again at times, but after the events of today and now what I’d experienced Buck, I was determined to loosen up and just live.
Five minutes later, I decided being twined with my big, adorably sweet man was my new favorite thing. He made me feel warm and safe and like I never wanted to leave the bed. Except… “Buck?”
“Yes, love?”
“Do you think the sludge is still there on the branch?”
