Lost and Found (Twist of Fate #1)(64)

“No, Benny, open them,” Xander ordered… demanded… begged.

I did as he said and held his gaze even as the pure beauty of what was happening to my body threatened my very consciousness. It frightened me how good it felt… pleasure that bordered on the edge of pain. Explosion after explosion detonated within my body, and I gripped Xander’s fingers hard so that I’d have something to hang onto in case the climax tried to tear me from him. Seconds later, Xander dropped his lower half onto me and yanked his hands free of mine. He curled his arms around me and held me flush against his chest as he began shooting deep inside of me. I fisted my hands on his back as his release triggered another round of gut-wrenching spasms. I couldn’t believe it, but more cum shot from my cock and pooled between our sweat-drenched bodies.

Xander kept fucking me through his orgasm. My well-used channel stung, but I wouldn’t have changed a second of it for the world. Even when Xander’s body unlocked as the climax released him from its deathly grip, he continued to push into me, his essence leaking out of my body with every thrust. He was panting heavily against my neck. My own pleasure had finally started to turn into a blissful haze of semi-awareness, but when Xander made a move as if to pull out of me, I reached down to grab his ass to keep him inside of me. His lips searched out mine and then he was kissing me.

For minutes.

For hours.

I wasn’t sure.

I just knew I never wanted it to stop.

“You okay?” he asked. His hands came up to push my sweaty hair off my forehead.

“Better than,” I said.

“That was…” He shook his head.

“Yeah,” was all I said. There were a million things we probably needed to say to each other, but somehow it just didn’t matter at the moment. Maybe because we’d said so many things without speaking. Maybe because there just weren’t words for some of the other things.

Xander sighed and settled on my shoulder, his lips pressed against the pulse point of my neck. His cock was still pulsing inside of me and every once in a while, one or both of us would be hit with an aftershock, but otherwise we didn’t move or speak. We just held onto each other.

Until I finally found the strength to ask something that was both a safe topic and driving me crazy with curiosity.

“Um, Xander, can I ask you something?”

“Mmmm.”

I took that as a yes. “Please tell me your aunt didn’t know about using the oil as lube from personal experience.”

Xander laughed and it was the sweetest thing I’d heard in a long time.

Maybe ever.



“B!”

Even though I’d known Jimmy was safe, seeing him bouncing up and down as he waved at me nearly sent me to my knees in relief. As it was, I was struggling to make it up the last little bit of the incline that led to the overhang where Jimmy and Jake were waiting.

“Give me your hand, baby,” I heard Xander say. I looked up to see his worried eyes on me and his hand extended. As much as I wanted to tell him I could do it on my own, I knew I couldn’t. My body was just too drained. I grabbed his hand and let him pull me up the rest of the way. As soon as I reached the overhang, Jimmy was throwing himself into my arms.

“You okay, buddy?” I asked as I wrapped my arms around him. I glanced at the man standing a couple of feet to his right. He was leaning against a large section of rock and I could see that he was favoring his left foot.

“Jake and I had an adventure!” Jimmy exclaimed.

“I heard,” I said. I knew I probably needed to talk to him at some point about him wandering off on his own, but I was just too relieved to care at the moment.

Xander and I’d had a rough morning. We’d caught a break when the weather had cleared up unexpectedly, but the hike had been tough because of the wet conditions, and my injuries. The scratch on my arm wasn’t really bothering me, but I’d woken with a little bit of a headache, which hadn’t improved with the rough hike. My body also hurt like hell, and unfortunately, it wasn’t the good kind of hurt from a night of passionate lovemaking.

Which was what we’d had.

After making love the first time, we’d both fallen asleep. Xander had woken me a couple of hours later to make sure I was doing okay, since I likely had a concussion from when my head had hit something in the water. He’d urged me to go back to sleep after he’d asked me a few questions, but I’d needed him again, so I’d crawled on top of him and easily silenced his protests about me needing to rest.

I’d spent the next twenty minutes alternating between riding his gorgeous cock and sucking it to the back of my throat. Of course, Xander hadn’t been a passive participant. While I’d ridden him, he’d teased me by playing with my cock. When I’d been blowing him, he’d pulled my body around so he could suck me at the same time. Once we’d both been about to blow, I’d climbed back on top of him and ridden him as he’d thrust up into my body in such a way that he’d struck my prostate over and over again.

In the end, we’d had nearly simultaneous orgasms. I’d collapsed against his chest and fallen asleep right then and there, with him still buried deep inside my body. He’d woken me up one more time to ask me questions, then he’d let me sleep until morning. I’d wanted to stay there in our little cocoon of happiness, but the need to get to Jimmy had won out and I’d forced my tired, sore body to get moving.