Page 20 of There Once was a Dancer
When he looked down at my cock, I grabbed hold of it, stroking myself as my climax rushed in on me. I gasped, jacking myself harder as his pounding increased. “Rex! Rex!” I shouted. “Gonna come, Rex!”
“Come on, kitten. Come for me.”
I didn’t even care about the stupid pet names as my orgasm began. All I could think of was finding my own pleasure as his huge cock took me to heights I’d never been before. When my climax hit with force, I cried out, feeling it in every cell of my body as I shuddered and shook beneath him.
He grunted, plunging in once and then twice when come blasted out of the head of my cock, shooting all the way to my chin as it rained down on my chest and finally my abs. He shuddered above me, making tiny sounds of pleasure as the breath punched out of his lungs. I felt his cock swell inside me and then he stopped moving, bowing his head as he trembled in my arms, experiencing his own pleasure as he emptied himself into the condom buried inside me.
I gasped in pleasure, milking another wave of come out of my cock before finally sucking in a huge breath as I heaved beneath him. He met my eyes for a second before dropping his head to my shoulder and I felt his body beginning to relax.
I held onto his huge shoulders, then traced the palms of my hands up and down his sweaty back as the muscles there bunched under my touch. When he finally dropped down over my body, I took his weight, reveling in having my much larger lover on top of me, never wanting it to end. My heart pounded inside my chest, threatening to burst from the feelings which rushed in on me. I’d wanted him, and he’d wanted me.
This sweet, brave, wonderful man wanted me. I marveled in the fact, even as I reached up and slid my fingers into the hair at the back of his neck. When he’d finally stopped panting, he lifted his head and stared down into my face. Rex smiled and leaned down to kiss me.
I kissed him back, pouring so much love into it, that I could only hope he noticed. The cowboy was the complete and utter package and for now at least, he was all mine.
REX
I sat up slowly, not wanting to move, but knowing if I didn’t, I’d want a repeat performance immediately. For that, I’d need a fresh glove. I smiled to myself as I took hold of the base of the condom and pulled out slowly. I avoided Cachi’s loving gaze as he looked up at me. It wasn’t that I was afraid of the emotions so easy to read all over his face, but more that I wanted to see what I’d done to him.
As my cock pulled free of Cachi’s body, I noticed how open his slick hole was and lamented the fact that I’d been wearing a condom. I’d always wanted to see the results of barebacking with my own man. It wasn’t the stretched hole that I’d seen in so many porn flicks over the years, because Cachi’s was a perfect representation of that, but to see my come leaking out of it, wetting my sheets as the rush of fluid poured from his body…fluid that I’d left behind. It was the sexiest thing I could imagine, and I was almost surprised at myself for having such dirty thoughts.
I looked back up at him, connecting our gazes as I smiled. “Be right back, kitten.” His face immediately darkened.
“Can you stop it with that kitten chit?”
Chit. I chuckled. He was as cute as a kitten. I think I’d found a better name for him than sugar, probably because it bugged him so much.
I slid off the bed, walking to my en suite bathroom where I tied off the used condom, and tossed it into the trash. I washedmyself with warm water then wet a clean washcloth for him and went back into the bedroom. I cleaned him off from chin to groin. He’d come a whole lot and just knowing that I’d been the one who’d made him feel that way, made me puff up with pride.
I knew I was a good lover, had been told many times that I was. Cachi, however, was more responsive than anyone I’d ever taken to bed. I still thought that the disparity in our ages would prove to be a problem down the road. But since I’d finally given in to my urges and fucked him six ways to Sunday, it was something that had to be dealt with. Not now, though. Right now, all I wanted to do was curl up in bed with my man in my arms and sleep the rest of the afternoon away. Lola’s whimper outside the bedroom door, curbed those plans. I knew she needed me.
Cachi sat up, glancing at the closed door. “Was that Lola?”
I nodded, sliding back off the bed and disposing of the wet rag in the bathroom. I glanced toward the bed to find Cachi sitting on the edge of it. “She needs to go out.” I waved at the door and then went to my drawers to pull out a pair of sweats. “There’s a doggie door which she uses when she needs to pee, but after she eats, it’s usually the other so I take her outta the wheelchair to help her since she hates bein’ dirty.”
He nodded, reaching for his boxer briefs and pulling them on. “I come with you.”
I shrugged and then pulled on a clean tee before going to the door. My girl was outside, looking up at me and wiggling her whole body in the wheelchair, something I assumed she did because she had no tail. It was like a full body wag which I’d always found to be the most charming thing I’d ever seen. I extracted her from the chair and held her up, cooing into her ear. “Gotta go out, Lola girl?”
“Yip!”
I chuckled. “Okay, that’s a good girl.” I headed to the back door, and set her down on the grass in the yard, then turned when I heard footsteps padding across the patio behind me. I smiled at Cachi as he walked up to me in bare feet, wearing only his low-slung jeans. He smiled at me and I lifted my arm, circling his shoulders and pulling him to me when he was close enough. I turned him and we both watched Lola as she did her thing.
“That’s amazing…that she potty train,” he said.
I chuckled. “Housebroken. Potty trainin’ is somethin’ I’ll never be able to teach her.”
He elbowed me gently in the ribs. “You know what I mean.”
I did, but what he’d said was so utterly charming, and he was so fun to tease, that it made me happy. I loved how easily we got along. Being with him was as easy as if we’d always been this way. And having him here in my space, knowing that he’d always be safe with me, was a wonderful feeling. When the distant sound of my phone rang, I recognized the ring tone assigned to Candy. I groaned, dropping my arm from Cachi’s shoulders as I went over to Lola and picked her up.
“Was that your phone?”
“Yeah, it’s my boss’ ringtone. He shouldn’t be callin’ me since it’s my day off, but I gotta see what he wants.” We walked back into the house, and I retrieved Lola’s wheelchair, strapping her into it and going to the kitchen where I’d left my phone. Sure enough, Candy had called. Cachi squatted on the floor in front of Lola, speaking to her in quiet tones as I hit redial on Candy’s name. The phone rang only once before he picked up.
“Monroe.”
“Hi, boss. What’s up?”
