16. Present Day

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

PRESENT DAY

MAX

E ven though I can't see them, I'm aware of Teddy and Cyril on the other side of the cave. We left everything as it was, including the golden artifacts. He said it would be best to leave it all for the authorities, which makes sense. I don't want to wind up in a prison accused of stealing ancient artifacts.

Harrison hooks a finger through my belt loop and tugs me closer. "You've still got your pants on."

I've got enough sand in my pants that even if I sat bare-assed on the ground, I'm going to end up less sandy. It's not the sand giving me pause; it's that I don't know what's going to happen next. I trust Harrison, but I ask anyway, "What are you planning?"

He grins the way he always does, as if he's not going to tell me. But he always has. His hand rubs up my fly, and he flicks open the top button. "Give you a good lick."

"I'm sweaty and sandy." I wouldn't ask anyone for a blowjob without taking a shower first.

"I don't care." He drags down the zipper, fingers tracing over my length. I don't think I've ever been harder. My dick strains towards him, like it's ready to break out of my underwear and jump into his mouth.

Then he is stroking my length, with only the thin layer of fabric between us. His lips find mine, and his hand pushes into my briefs to fist my cock. A groan slips past my lips and into his mouth. His hand is rough, but his touch is gentle as he caresses every millimeter. My hips rock, needing more.

Harrison drops to his knees, and I forget how to breathe.

He wasn't joking.

His tongue licks a stripe from root to tip, and my thighs tense. I want to be able to see him clearly, to watch as his lips close around the head and he tongues the slit. My fingers find his head and thread through his short hair. I don't want to control what he's doing; I just need to touch him.

The wet sounds of him licking and sucking my dick are broken as he unzips. I imagine him taking his cock in hand and stroking himself in time with the way he bobs on my dick. My balls draw up.

With a gasp, I step back.

"What's wrong?" he murmurs but doesn't reach for me.

One more touch, and I might come undone. I don't want to come in his mouth while he jerks off. "I want to touch you."

He drops onto his ass, legs stretched out between mine. His hands caress up the backs of my legs, pressing on the backs of my knees and guiding me down until we are back where we started with me in his lap. Only this time when I roll my hips, there is nothing between us. My spit-slicked dick glides against his hot, hard length .

"Better?" Harrison wraps his fingers around both of our dicks, increasing the friction. His other hand cups my ass.

"Yeah." I lean in and kiss him. Nothing has ever felt so good.

So right.

I close my eyes, sinking into each sensation. The taste of his lips, the noise he makes, the way his fingers press into my ass cheek, and how his thumb swipes over the heads, slicking each stroke with pre-cum. I'm fucking his hand, his dick.

Maybe the noises are mine.

"That's it. You feel so fucking good. Come on me," he whispers between kisses.

And I give in to his demands. My hands grip his shoulders as I rut against him, coming over his hand. His cock. He catches some, using it like lube as he keeps stroking us both, and he follows me over the edge with a grunt and a gasp.

I'm breathing hard, my forehead resting on his. My bones have melted, and I don't think I can move. Harrison doesn't seem to be in a rush for me to move, even though I must be crushing his legs.

My mind is spinning. This is everything I've ever wanted, and it was right in front of me the entire time. How had I never noticed?

"That was perfect. You're perfect." Harrison kisses me. "You good?"

"Yeah." Better than good. I don't care that we're trapped as long as we're together. "I'm ready to move to the holiday fling stage. You?"

"Babe, I'm ready to take you home and marry you."

I laugh. But from his tone, he's serious, and my heart stops. "That was not a proposal."

"It wasn't. I'm waiting for you to catch up."

The same way he always has.