I smiled up at him, mouth full of cock, savoring all the little sounds he made. I circled his glans with my tongue before saying, “I’m good, huh?”
“You’re cocky.”
“For good reason. Now tell me I’m the god of sucking dick so I can make you come.”
He laughed, his flat belly vibrating in front of me. God, there was nothing like the rich, joyful sound of Caden laughing.
“You’re the god of sucking dick. Please put your mouth on my cock again so I can watch you swallow my come.”
It was my turn to laugh, and I wondered if the sound made him feel as settled as his made me.
“If you insist.”
“I do.”
“We’re on the same page, then.”
“See how great we are together?” Caden asked playfully.
My reply was serious. “Yeah, C. We are.”
Before he could speak, I went down on him again, didn’t stop until my nose was in his pubes and his cock down my throat. He was thick. My lips were stretched uncomfortably, but I loved it, would lie there with his dick in my mouth all day if I could.
“Yes, God yes.”
I worked him quickly, loved the heavy feel of him on my tongue and his salty skin bursting alive on my taste buds. My cock was throbbing, my balls pulsing with the need for release, and then Caden’s thighs began to tremble and tighten around me. His breathing picked up, and he arched off the bed, thrusting into my throat as he shot the first spurt of come into my mouth. I took it down greedily, pulled off some so the next jet landed on my tongue and I could taste him better.
I took everything he gave me, let Caden empty his balls into my gut, then shoved up on my knees and jacked my erection until the world disintegrated around me, leaving nothing but us. Light flashed behind my eyelids as I spilled my release all over his softening dick, his stomach, and his balls.
“Long live the king,” Caden said with a smile.
“I thought I was a god?”
“King…god…you’re both.” With that he pulled me on top of him, the two of us laughing and kissing.
Our tour guides for the day—Pablo, Isabella, and Martin—picked us up outside the resort and explained the whole day to us on the drive over. We’d paid extra for a private excursion, rather than join a group, so it was only going to be Caden and me.
“Are you guys celebrating anything, or is this just a summer vacation?” Pablo asked.
“He’s my best friend, and we got married,” Caden said before I could reply. Clearly, he had no issue telling complete strangers, but that was different than people we knew in our real lives.
“Congratulations!” Martin said.
“That’s so sweet!” Isabella replied.
I looked at Caden and cocked a brow. Our original plan was to get it annulled when we got home, but now he was telling anyone who would listen that we were husbands.
It didn’t take us long to get to the docks. The first part of our day would be on a speedboat, out to an island where we’d have the rest of our adventure.
They gave us life jackets, explained a few safety measures, and then we set off. The ocean stretched as far as the eye could see, with mountains and greenery in the distance. Water splashed up slightly. The skin on my face felt like it was pushed back because of the wind. When Caden looked at me and chuckled, I flipped him off.
“This is incredible!” I yelled in his ear over the boat’s engine.
“Yeah, it is. Best honeymoon ever.”
I didn’t hold myself back from reaching over and tangling our fingers together. He looked at me with a small smile, gave my hand a quick squeeze, and continued to hold it.
We stayed that way until the boat docked. The island wasn’t busy, but there was a concession stand with outdoor tables, with a few guests sitting here and there. I figured it would be busier later, but since the tour started early, things were just opening up for the day.
We had our second ATV rides of the trip, following our guides through the lush, green landscape, deep into the jungle. It was hot and muggy, but none of that mattered. Caden would look at me and smile, the air rushing around us as we sped down the trail. I wanted to keep that smile on his face, to put it there over and over and over again until we were old and sitting on the front porch, giving each other shit. We would never stop doing that.
The ATV rides ended at a building with stables, where a few workers were getting donkeys ready.
“I wish I could ride your ass.” Caden waggled his eyebrows at his ridiculous joke.
“Maybe later. If you’re lucky.” I winked. There was no chance I’d deny him any piece of me if he wanted it. His smile grew, and he leaned in and kissed me.