“More.” He arched back, trying to open up, to let Hawk in.
“Just give me a minute, Caleb.” Hawk was breathless, laughing at him a little. That was okay, because he knew he was being impatient. “I need to get you good and wet. Get you open for me.”
“I remember. You’re a tight fit.” He grinned wildly down at Hawk. “I just want you.”
Hawk rubbed up against him, cock hard and leaving wet trails against his. “I want you too. I think you can tell.”
“Uh-huh.” He bent to kiss Hawk again, making a grab for the condom at the same time. Of course, he missed, because Hawk kissed him so hard his ears rang, then nipped at his bottom lip, and he jerked, his body zapped like he’d touched a live wire.
He did the same thing again when Hawk found that spot inside him and pegged it, the spot that made him want to scream at how good it felt.
Caleb fumbled some more, but he finally got the condom on Hawk’s cock and slicked it up when Hawk handed him the lube because he wasn’t going to be able to wait anymore. He had to get this done now.
“Gonna ride you, Hawk. Make you so damn happy.”
“You’re already doing that.” But Hawk did help lift him up, fingers sliding free, positioning him over that straight-up rigid cock.
He pressed down on it and opened him up until he thought he might scream, his hips straining to even take it. But Caleb did it. And soon enough his ass was against Hawk’sthighs, his hands on Hawk’s chest. As he stared into those silvery eyes.
“Ready?” he teased. Because there was no way he was not gonna move now.
Hawk nodded, and his voice wasn’t even there; all that came out was a grunt. But that was all Caleb needed. His permission.
He started rising up and lowering down, using the muscles in his thighs and his abs to create motion. Friction. And he squeezed hard every so often with his ass, letting Hawk really feel it.
Hawk grabbed his hips to help control the rhythm, and the next thing Caleb knew, they were slapping together faster and faster, both of them moaning and grunting and sighing each other’s names. They were breathing the same air, and it was hot as fuck between them. He touched as much of Hawk’s skin as he could, pinching and caressing, and smacking a little bit to try to get that extra bit of sensation in.
Hawk gripped his ass, squeezing, kneading, until he wanted to scream with it himself. And Caleb bent down to kiss Hawk because that was all he could do without babbling all sorts of fucking words that he didn’t need to say right now because it was way too soon to say them.
It went on forever, but it roared to a finish way too soon. Caleb reached down and touched himself, and that was all it took. One stroke and he was coming all over Hawk’s belly and chest. Then he heard Hawk growl, because that was all he could call that sound. Hawk came inside him, pulling him close and holding him there until he couldn’t fucking take anymore.
Caleb flopped against Hawk’s chest, feeling boneless and completely worn out. Jesus, this man just ruined him.
They both wheezed for breath, then Hawk stroked a handup and down his back, reaching up with his other hand to lift Caleb’s chin so they could look at each other. “Are you okay?”
“I am so much more than okay, I can’t even tell you.”
That smile turned his whole self inside out, and Hawk kissed his mouth gently. “Good. I’m glad to hear it.”
He rose up just a little bit and grimaced when they stuck together between their bellies. “We should get cleaned up, huh?”
“We should.” Hawk lifted him up and slipped free of him, then disposed of the condom. Come on. “We’ll rinse off in the shower one more time and then we’ll just come back to bed and have a pastry. Deal?”
“Sounds great.” He thought about asking about saving the pastries for breakfast, but really everybody in Italy had a good breakfast buffet, and he could always pay for it if the hotel didn’t want to let him have it for free with Hawk.
Assuming Hawk wanted to be seen with him having breakfast.
He rolled off, and they headed for the shower to rinse down. And all the while, Caleb tried not to think about tomorrow and about what was going to happen. Tonight was good, just like it was.
Twelve
“So this will be our booth here at Santaguilia, and we’ll also have an area at the secondary rink, which will host some prelim matches and the women’s tournament.”
Hawk wanted to roll his eyes, but he didn’t because a) that would be rude, and b) it would be rude. It really wasn’t the kid giving them the tour, just that one announcer booth at one ice rink looked just pretty much like any other.
He wasn’t the only one bored out of his mind either. Casey looked like she was gonna slump down and fall asleep right where she stood. As if she’d been up late, like he had.
Maybe she’d been out too late, drinking with the guys. Or maybe her wife had torn her up after dinner was done.