Chapter Twenty-Five

Victor

My eyelids drifted shut as my head lolled on the headrest as Denton drove us away from his parents" house with plans to return the following week. The ‘meet the parents' hadn't been as scary as I'd thought. Most of Saturday night I'd lain awake worrying they'd not like me and the rest of the night missing Denton's large body, spooning me from behind. A position we gravitated to on the cruise and one I loved. It left me feeling loved and protected, something I'd never truly had for some time.

Memories of my parents were vague. My aunt, who'd cared for me after they'd died, lacked any genuine affection towards me. She'd tolerated me, fed, and clothed me until I'd turned eighteen and I'd appreciated that when I considered all the horror stories out there about kids in care.

Davey had easily picked up on my need for affection and manipulated me, I could see it now clearly. Comparing the past to the present was like suggesting cheese was an excellent substitute for cake—it clearly wasn't and never would be. I couldn't change what happened, but I could choose what happens now.

Asking for it… that was the tough part, despite how much Denton loved me. He was old-fashioned, he'd said it. Would suggesting we live together after such a short time dating be wrong? It didn't feel wrong, yet…

I sighed quietly and tried to shift my thoughts to how wonderful the afternoon-evening was with the open affection displayed between Denton's family. In fact, it had been… amazing because they'd included me without hesitation. I'd slotted right in, and it felt like I belonged…

I belonged with Denton.

I did…

I blew out a breath and put the sudden rush of blood to my head, making me dizzy down to how much I'd eaten rather than the sudden need to say what was on my mind. It was true, I could barely move after all the food I'd consumed, and I was ready for a nap. Because any thoughts of rolling around naked with Denton with how full I was would be asking for trouble. When I'd joked about my appetite, I hadn't considered that Denton's mom would make enough food to sink a battleship. To my surprise, the table hadn't groaned under the weight.

I'd definitely shown my appreciation and eaten way more than I would normally, but Denton's mom was as hard to resist as Denton was when she gave me a smile so similar to Denton's, it was spooky.

I groaned when the car slowed, and I opened my eyes to stare at Denton"s small house I'd visited before. "I don't think I can move." Coward! The idea of going inside was scary with how much I wouldn't want to leave.

"Eaten too much?"

I unclipped my seatbelt and looked down at my potbelly, distractedly rubbing at the roundness that resembled a pregnant lady. "I don't think I've ever been so full. You'll need to carry me inside… or just leave me here," I joked, in part because seriously moving didn't feel possible when I considered it.

Unprepared for his next move, I watched wide eyed as Denton got out of the car and walked up the dark sidewalk to his front door to open it. A light flickered on revealing the intensity of Denton's expression.

A breath shuddered from between my parted lips as a feeling of something monumental was about to happen settled in my gut. Door wide open, he strode with purpose back to my side of the car. My lips parted to ask what he was doing after he opened the door, only for him to reach and unclip my seatbelt. An arm scooped up under my legs, and I released a startled breath when his other arm slipped around my upper back, and it sank in what he was about to do. "Hook your arm around my neck," he murmured.

I was so stunned by what he was proposing, I didn't quibble. Say I was too heavy for him to carry into his home and did as he asked. A part of me swooned like some princess he'd once called me.

After a little jiggling, he carefully eased backwards, then rose, making my heart flutter wildly in my chest as he kicked the door shut and turned to the house. Emotions clogged my throat, and I blinked, trying to ease the ache at the back of my eyes at such a gallant move. When it didn't work, I pressed my face into the side of his neck while nestling my head against his shoulder. I inhaled his familiar scent, shuddering.

His arms tightened around me, pressing me closer to him and feelings of being cherished lodged right there in the center of my chest. Like a security blanket being pulled over me, they expanded and cocooned me in Denton's love. How did I get so lucky?

At the open door he paused, and I glanced up expectantly, the feeling in my gut increasing as the intensity was back. Although the light from inside cast half his face in shadow, I could see the love shining in his eyes. His lips were right there, hovering close to mine, and I could scent the chocolate fondant he'd eaten. He didn't move as his gaze turned to affection, then something that looked like conviction came and went before he kissed me with a passion that left me clinging to him.

It melted my bones with how it seared me and turned my blood to molten lava. Fierce passion took hold, and I groaned needily into his mouth, grateful I wasn't standing as I wasn't sure I'd have been able to keep upright. My fingers dug into the nape of his neck, holding on, scared I'd float away with how damn bubbly my insides were.

"Move in with me," he murmured against my lips, not releasing my mouth. Kissing me deeper, drugging me with the love I'd come to expect.

The passionate fog he created inside my mind didn't register the words as I groaned, my full stomach and cock fighting each other. All thoughts of being too full to get naked right then disappeared at the kiss and the show of strength he was displaying at holding me for so long.

"Say yes," he begged, his mouth hot against mine.

"Yes," I replied automatically, clueless to what I was agreeing to when all I wanted was him to kiss me again and never stop.

When I felt the broad head of Denton's cock pushing against my slick hole, I blinked the room into focus and tried to figure out how I was naked and lying on… Denton's bed. I had no recollection of how we'd gotten from the front door to the bed and naked!

The delicious feeling coming from the cock pushing against the rim of my loosened ass sent a shudder of yearning through me, lodging in my balls that ached with the need to come. I groaned, relaxing as Denton came down over me, his arms straining as his hands hit the mattress and he hovered above me. His expression was etched with his desire and made it hard to chug in a breath.

He rolled his hips and sank the head of his cock into my ass. With how loose I was, it suggested he'd spent some time prepping me. Again, I couldn't get my brain to focus enough to consider when he'd done that. The clawing need to come was there, along with the burning stretch that his size caused, no matter how much he worked to loosen me.

He moaned, and I whimpered when he held still, my ass clutching at him, attempting to draw him deeper.

"More," I begged. "I need to feel you everywhere… please… I missed you so much." I cried out silently as he did what I asked. My heart stuttered when he thrust deep enough to hit my prostate, sending swirling tendrils of sensations around my balls and down my cock. It jerked and leaked against my belly as he slowly rolled, his hips sinking in until his pelvis was cradled against mine.

The desperation didn't ease when he waited for me to adjust, I only wanted to impale myself on him and feel him lose all control as I did. "Wanna ride you," I gasped out.

The request got met with a scorching kiss, then we were rolling, and he didn't give me time to complain at the loss of his cock inside me. Because before I could utter a word, he was lowering me back down onto the throbbing shaft that opened me wide, sending me straight to my favorite place.

High from the burn, I rode it. Denton groaned anew, the sounds he made competing with my own as I chased the euphoric feeling that was coming my way. My cock, untouched, bounced and slapped off my belly as I held Denton's gaze and rode him hard and fast.

"I'm gonna come," I cried out as the first spurt of cum hit Denton's golden skin, shining in the overhead lights.

My ass clasped his cock tighter as it thickened and cum filled me, as I writhed, losing the ability to do more than ride out the forceful spurts, making my cock bob and give Denton all it had to offer.

His skin was a mess of white streaks as I collapsed forward and barely missed beaning him as I landed with a thud on his chest, breathing hard. Sweat and cum sticking us together, but I didn't care.

Denton's chest rose and fell in rapid succession as I chugged in greedy breaths, working on computing how we'd gotten from point a to point b so fast when my stomach could now tell me it wasn't happy with my antics when having a sex marathon on a full stomach wasn't a good idea.

"How'd we get here?" I asked through dry lips.

"In bed? Naked? Having sex?" Denton finally said when his labored breathing slowed down, that my head was no longer going up and down fast enough to make me dizzy.

"All the above?"

"I'm not sure if I should be flattered or insulted." He chuckled.

I rose, sighing at the effort it took when my arms trembled at the idea of holding me up. "Flattered?" I suggested, grinning widely.

"Flattered it is." He moved my arms so he could come up to kiss me, my heart kicked against my ribs at how happiness shone from him. His nose brushed the tip of mine before he lay back on the mattress. "So, when are you gonna pack?"

"Pack?" My brow wrinkled, as I tried to take the leap from what we'd been talking about to me packing.

If it was possible, the brightness of his happiness grew. "To move in. You said yes."

I groaned when the cock in my ass hadn"t softened enough for me not to feel it when I jerked up to sit straddling his lap, staring at him wide eyed when my dazed thoughts ran back over what had happened in the doorway. "I did," I squealed, my ass grinding down as I moved to switch position, only to find myself flat on my back with Denton looming over me, looking… worried.

"You did," he replied with hesitancy. "Have you changed your mind? I'll get it if you have, I know I've gone about this relationship assbackwards, but I want you here with me. I wanna wake up and you are the first thing I see. I wanna go to sleep with you wrapped in my arms. I don't wanna pressure you… I don't—"

I pressed a fingertip to his lips and gave myself a second to acknowledge that he was offering me everything I wanted, and he was a fucking blessing I'd never expected. Then I recalled what Nese had said. "Cruising right into love, that's what we did, and I never want it to end… ever."

Expectation, it was the only way I could describe how he looked as he came down, our foreheads touching, our gazes locking together.

My heart beat wildly. "Just to be clear…" his nose rubbed against mine. "That's a yes?"

"That's a yes," I giggled as he nuzzled at my lips, "but for right now you need to get off me, my stomach hasn't decided if it likes me with all the food stuffed in there."

Booming laughter shook his body as he rolled off me, but he brought me with him so I was once more on top of him, straddling his hips. I inhaled the scent of sex and Denton, giving my poor stomach something more to complain about as my cock perked right up.

Denton glanced down at my body, a slow grin sliding over his lips. "I've an idea of how to make your tummy feel better." He paused and wagged his brows. "More exercise will help ease the full feeling."

I couldn't stop my laughter. "Is this paramedic advice?"

"Yep." Looking smug, his hands slid up my thighs to my hips, getting me to slowly rock against the shaft that plumped under my ass cheeks.

I gave him my best solemn expression even as I wriggled my bottom. "I was always good at listening to medical advice." I wriggled once more, making him catch his breath. "But I might need some instruction. Do you think you could help me?"

"For you," he gasped as I squeezed my ass cheeks together. "Anything, love, anything at all."