“Fuck me.” Caleb pulled up his knees and threw his head back, moaning when Hawk bent to kiss his throat as he began to thrust.
Forget slow and easy, or gentle and kind. This was rutting, Hawk slapping against him, banging his prostate, and finally jacking him with one hand while he propped himself up on theother.
Caleb was losing it, because no one had ever torn him apart like this, and he fucking loved it.
“Shit. Caleb. Fucking hell.” Hawk moved faster, his breath sobbing in and out, and yeah. Hawk was right there with him.
“Come on, babe. Come for me. Comeinme.”
Hawk squeezed Caleb’s cock, big hand a little too much but perfect, and banged into him, losing his rhythm, and Caleb knew the moment Hawk’s orgasm took over, his body jerking, totally graceless now.
And that made Caleb come again, rearing up to bite Hawk’s shoulder so he didn’t yell so loud the entire room block on their floor would hear him.
Hawk panted, hanging over him for a minute before grabbing the condom and pulling free, lying next him and groaning. “Jesus.”
“Uh-huh.” He was out of words. And breath.
“Let me go clean up.” Hawk wobbled when he rolled off the bed, and it was gratifying.
Caleb laughed up at the ceiling when Hawk hit the bathroom, his adrenaline pretty high. He was soaring, and yeah, he felt like Hawk might just have ended him.
Hawk slid back into the bed, grinning at him, looking blown out. “Damn, Caleb. You did me in.”
“I have cheesecake to revive you. And that fried pastry thing with the goo.” He tried to wave a hand, but it kind of flopped.
“Nap first?” Hawk lifted him as if he weighed nothing more than a feather, pulled the covers free, and then tugged them over them.
“Mnh.” He tried to answer, but he was sinking right into sleep. Two orgasms in less than an hour was a lot.
Even for him.
Five
“So I came and watched your practice today.”
Hawk glanced up from his menu, eyebrows rising when he looked at Caleb. “Yeah?” They were at a casual burger and pizza American-style restaurant that had English menus, both of them needing something familiar but not at the village.
“Yeah. You’re like, amazing.” Caleb watched him, green eyes bright, a smile curving his lips.
“Thanks.” His cheeks heated with pleasure. It was nice to hear Caleb, who was an elite athlete in his own sport, say so.
“You’re great with that backhand shot, and your direction changes are epic.”
He laughed. “Wow. You studied up, huh?”
“A little.” Caleb shrugged. “I wanted to not sound like a derp.”
“You don’t.” Hawk had dated a couple of guys who had never even learned his team name, so it was beyond cool that Caleb had learned some stuff. “Can I return the favor and come watch you practice?”
“If you can come tomorrow around nine. We’re open tothe public until the opening ceremonies day after tomorrow, just like you.”
“I can. Our ice time is late tomorrow.” Pleased as fuck, he put his menu down and grabbed his beer. It was a lite, but it was nice to indulge a tiny bit. In just a few short days they would be getting down to business.
“Cool. Then you can come cheer me on.” Caleb had a Coke, and he sipped it with relish. “Man, it smells so good in here. What are you getting?”
“A supreme pizza and a side of onion rings.” Might as well go for broke.
“Dude, that isawesome.” Caleb laughed for him the expression on his face was one of pure joy. “I’m having a lettuce wrap burger, but only because I want to have a mountain of fries as big as my head.”