Chapter 25
“Oh, holy fuck,” Gerry gasped. No wonder Mark had looked so dreamy when they’d been having sex in the motorhome. Being in somebody’s body felt unbelievable. Every nerve in Gerry’s body felt alive and waiting. He was shaky. He was sweaty. He was having a hard time breathing, let alone keeping the rhythm that Mark followed over his cock. But he could feel the heat inside Mark. He could see the sweat starting to rise on Mark’s back and hear the sound of Mark’s breath speeding up. Any time that Rebel did something just right, sensations made their way through Mark’s body and directly over Gerry’s cock.
For a minute, Gerry couldn’t imagine being anywhere else on Earth. The sweet sounds Mark made above him made everything perfect. The very concept that Mark was enjoying what was happening was enough to blow Gerry’s brains to far off galaxies.
“Move with me.” Mark’s words were heavy with panting and it took Gerry a second to realize Mark was talking to him and not Rebel.