29. Ambrose
AMbrOSE
I stared up at Eric. It felt incredible to be laid out for him, ready to let him pleasure me.
I wondered what it would be like to tongue-fuck him the way he had me.
I was going to have to find out one day, but right then, all I could do was concentrate on Eric and the fact that he was teasing my ass with his cock.
“You ready?” he asked
“I’ve been ready all fucking day.”
“Then you should’ve said something sooner.”
Part of me had been ready since I’d realized the fluttery feeling I got in my stomach when I was around him had everything to do with me wanting him and nothing to do with me being nervous around cops.
I had nothing to be nervous about. I could take down almost anyone one-on-one, and my family had more than enough power to defend ourselves against a rural sheriff’s department.
I did have reason to fear the connection I felt with Eric, or at least I had.
Not anymore, though, not after seeing how Eric cared for me physically, emotionally, and in every possible way.
When Eric pushed the head of his cock inside me, I sucked in my breath. He felt ten times larger than his fingers had.
“Relax and keep breathing,” he ordered.
“How am I supposed to relax when you’re—Oh God.” He pushed in farther, and it felt like he was splitting me in two.
“You can take it.” Eric wrapped his hand around my cock and started stroking it. He gripped me firmly, and the pain in my ass faded. I began working my hips, trying to fuck his hand.
“You’re so hot. Your cock is leaking for me.”
I felt the precum pooling on my stomach. I wanted him to keep going. I needed to come. I?—
He pulled out, and I gasped at the pleasure of his cock sliding from my ass. Then he pressed back in, going farther than he had. This time, I was able to relax.
“More,” I demanded.
“You’re going to get all of it.” He pulled out, and again, the slow slide was magical. The next time he drove into me, he didn’t stop until he was buried balls deep.
I tried to remember how to breathe, but I couldn’t get air into my lungs. I yanked on the cuffs, wanting to be free. There was no way I could do this, no way I could be stuffed so full.
“Ambrose.” The firm command in Eric’s voice got my attention. I looked up at him, and he laid a hand against my chest. “Inhale. Push my hand up.”
I did as he said. I couldn’t disobey him, not when he was looking at me with warmth in his eyes, not when I knew how much he wanted this to be good for me.
“Good. Now exhale.” He pressed down, and I did as he said once more.
“Again.” He forced me to breathe slowly several more times. He shifted just the slightest bit within me, and it felt incredible.
“Do that again.”
“I’m going to. I’m going to do it again and again. I’m not going to stop until I fill your ass with my cum. I want to mark you. I want everyone to know we belong to each other. I don’t want there to be any more questions.”
“I’ll tell my family. I’ll tell anyone you want me to tell that you’re mine, that you’re moving in with me, that I love you.”
“Damn right you will.”
Eric shifted position just slightly. When he pulled back and drove in again, his cock brushed over that spot inside me that made my whole body light up.
“Like that?”
“Yes. More. Please, I… So close.” I wasn’t going to be able to hold back if he did that again. I was going to come, and it might be the best fucking thing I’d ever felt.
“Not yet. I need this to last. I need more.”
He began to fuck me with a steady rhythm as he squeezed the base of my cock, forcing my orgasm to wait. I squirmed and tugged at the cuffs. I was mindless with need. His strokes became harder, rougher, then he let go of my cock. Seconds later, I came so hard I literally saw stars.
When my mind cleared enough for me to focus on Eric, he was smiling down at me. “My turn.”
He started moving again, and it felt amazing.
My cock jerked with one last pulse. I wished I could come again, but I didn’t think Eric would last that long.
He fucked me hard, gripping my hips, driving into me, and then with a cry, he came, flooding my ass.
The warmth felt incredible. I longed to feel his spunk drip from me the way mine had from him.
He hung over me, panting, and I wished I wasn’t still restrained. I wanted to wrap my arms around him and pull him down to me.
“I need to hold you,” I said, not the least bit embarrassed to need comfort as much as I’d needed his dick.
“Hang on. I’ll take the cuffs off.”
I gasped when he pulled his cock from my body. “Wow, that’s… Wow.”
“Yeah, even better than I imagined.” He looked half-dazed as he grabbed the key from the nightstand and undid the cuffs. He rubbed my wrists, then kissed each one before lying down beside me and pulling me against him.
We lay there for a while, not talking, but it felt just right. We only needed to be in each other’s presence. Eventually, though, worries began to nag at me. I had to know if Eric was going to stay.
But before I could ask, he said, “Um… what you said when we were here before… does that still…”
“Do you think after all that I’m going to send you away? Fuck no. I don’t ever want you to leave. I might never let you. I might cuff you to this bed and keep you here forever.”
Eric laughed. “As potentially hot as that would be, we might need to stay at my house for a few days. It’s going to take me a little while to extricate myself from my position and figure out my future. Right now, all I know is that it includes you.”
A future with me. He really wanted that. “What would you want your future to look like if you could have anything you wanted?”
“I want you. I want to help you fix this house up, but I also want you to keep your cabin where you can go if you need some time on your own.”
How did this man understand me so well? “Done. What do you want to do if you’re not going to be in law enforcement?”
“I want to find another way to help people.”
“What about people like me, veterans who’ve been fucked over by the military one way or another? You… you seem to know how to handle me when the world starts to close in. I think you could help other people like that too.”
“Really? I mean, that would certainly be the kind of thing I’d like to do.”
“My family gives a lot of money to New Life for Vets, which helps veterans with counseling, education, and finding jobs. I’m sure Remington has connections on their board of directors. We could talk to him tomorrow about helping you find a position with them.”
“Wouldn’t I need to go into New Orleans for that?”
“You didn’t think you were going to find a job out here in the bayou, did you? Unless you want to work at the country store or start hunting and selling what you kill.”
“I’m fairly certain that country store is a front for something.”
“You’d be right about that, but it doesn’t mean you can’t work there.”
Eric shook his head. “I don’t think that’s for me. I didn’t think I was going to find a job in the bayou, but I don’t want to be gone from you too much.”
“I assure you, I will not let that happen. As far as I’m concerned, you don’t need to work at all. I have plenty of money, more than I know what to do with. Your job could be helping me with the house and attending to all my needs.”
“I think that might turn out to be a bad idea for both of us. We’ll talk to Remington about New Life for Vets. That’s a really good idea.”
“I love you, and I always want to be here for you when you need me.”
“I love you too. I’d love you even more if you showered with me and then cooked me dinner if there’s something here to cook?”
“There’s some fish in the freezer.”
“Let’s get moving.”