Chapter 20

I can’t recall to this day shooting semen against my abs, pooling it inside my concave navel as Patrick continued his tender and soothing hip thrusts to my behind. My erection acted on its own accord without even being massaged, and thick ejaculate twirled out of its head, splattering any available skin on my torso. As if on cue, after a string of slow but productive thumps to my ass, building his own orgasm by the use of friction, he pulled out of me.

“Can’t hold my load in, Cannon…shooting.”