“It’s not a risk we can take right now.” He touched the side of my face, but I could see his need. Feel it. Sense it.
I dropped to my knees and pulled him close, sliding his thick shaft into my mouth. The taste of my own release raced across my tongue, turning me on far more than I thought it would.
He moaned and trusted above me until he tensed and lost himself on my tongue. I drank him down and licked at his thick, pulsing head until he stepped back, his eyes glossy, his face filled with ecstasy.
He pulled me up and wrapped his arms around me. “How the hell did all of that happen?”
I laughed. “Sorry for ruining the gun lesson tonight.” I looked at him with seducing eyes, still mesmerized by his great body, handsome face, plus his giant cock.
“You’re still welcomed tomorrow, in case you forgot. I will love to teach you how to use your gun.” He kissed the top of my head and moved back, pulling his pants back around his waist. He groaned to find out that his cock would not fit inside his jeans fully erect. I wasn’t surprised at all.
I nodded as I picked up my clothes to get dressed. “I enjoyed tonight.”
“I want you to stay with me.” He reached out and helped me with my shirt.
“No, not with Vince sick. Soon maybe?”
“Absolutely.” He pulled me close and kissed me one more time. “Soon needs to be like really, really soon.”
We shared a laugh, and I lifted to my toes, kissing him one more time. “Bye, lover.”
“Bye, beautiful. See you tomorrow.” He waved his hand as I turned and walked across the yard toward the house. Every cell in my body was humming, and I was on fire for him. Soon would be real soon.
I needed more of him. Now.
Chapter Eleven
Hunter
Sleeping the night off was the hardest thing to do. My mind had been shrouded with thoughts of our heated encounter. Her gun practice had turned into something more dangerous and adventurous.
I checked the time over the wall clock that hung in the center of my room. Time flew by so slowly, especially when one was conscious of the things around them. All that my eyes could see were pictures of Kylie bent forward in front of me, moaning in extreme pleasure over my huge cock deposited into her tight, little pussy. I felt my lips curve into a sly smile, reminding me of the exciting night we had out in my barn.
I decided to stand up and stretch my legs. My jogging pants were enough to clothe me, so I went out of my room, half naked with no shirt on.
Right before I walked out of the back door, I decided to check on Vince. He had eaten a few bites last night. Kylie was a great cook, making her all the more attractive. My little guy had to be starving though a few bites of soup wasn’t nearly enough.
I stopped in front of his room, turning the knob of his door slowly. Careful not to create any noise, I peeked into the room as quietly as I could. Vince was still sound asleep, looking better than last night.
I walked on tiptoes, trying my hardest not to disrupt his rest. I checked his temperature by putting the back of my hand against his forehead. He was still warm, although not as hot as yesterday. His fever seemed to have subsided, but I could not afford to let him go to school and tire himself again. He had not yet fully recovered, and he needed some time off perhaps. That would be the best resort for now.
Instead of walking out of the house for a jog, I decided to cook Vince something for breakfast. That fever had taken away his appetite, and he needed to recharge his body for him to recuperate fast.
I went to the kitchen and cooked our breakfast. I tried to force my thoughts away from Kylie’s sexy body and great smile, but it was a difficult task to do.
Still, my cooking prowess was unbeatable. It would be best for him to eat meat and vegetables, with soup to make him feel better. I hoped he could return to his old, cheerful self today.
I took him breakfast in bed, waking him with a kiss on the head. He stretched his limbs and yawned audibly, his eyes squeezed closed. When he opened his eyes, he threw his hands around me and hugged me tightly.
“You okay, big guy?”
“Dad, I’m fine. Can we go hog hunting tonight?”
As much as I wanted to give into him, he needed to rest. I smiled at. “You need to rest, buddy. The hog hunting can wait, anyway.”
“Really?” He was obviously too beat to hide his disappointment like he usually did.
“As soon you get well, we will go hunt those hogs. Is that better, buddy?” I asked, his expression brightening up into a hopeful smile. I could not disappoint him again. He deserved better for being the most perfect son a parent could hope for. “So, you better eat this meal I prepared for superheroes like you.”