Chapter 39: Taran

After slaking our lust in a few passionate encounters, one in the kitchen and one in the bedroom, we spend the rest of the evening making slow, sweet love to each other. We hold each other, touch and explore. He lays back on the cot outside the greenhouse, his arms behind his head and allows me to run my hands and lips over his body. I explore each ridged muscle, licking and biting a path slowly down. I enjoy the way his body tightens beneath mine as he fights with himself not to grab me.

I settle between his thighs and take the hard length of his cock in my hands, marvelling once more at the size. He's such a large man. Not only in physical presence, but also in determination and fortitude. Despite our differences I've come to appreciate certain aspects of him and his leadership. I show my appreciation to the one part of him that wants it most, running my tongue down the side before fisting the base and wrapping my lips around the head.