Chapter 49

I stopped him. “Timo, did you ever do this with Cut Hand?”

His eyes bugged. “No! I was just a kid when we stayed over at the Mead that winter. But…but I’ve thought about it a lot. I woulda done anything for him. Even back then.”

I slipped my trousers down around my ankles. He knelt before me. His big arms went around my waist, steadying me. Rough hands cupped my buttocks. Timo knew only one way to get what he wanted, and that was to go all out. He made audible noises as he rode my pole.

My system discharged, sending hot sparks throughout me. Even after I was spent, Timo moved up and down, drawing the last of my juices from me. Then he pulled away.