I snort. “You’re ridiculous.”
He just shrugs, and I love how he can make light of things and make me feel less in my head. He lies down on top of me, bracing himself with one elbow, while his other hand is wrapped around the base of his cock. “Let me know if anything feels off, okay?”
“I will. I promise.”
“Good boy.”
Holy shit! Where didthatcome from? My hole clenches as the two words echo through my head.Good boy. Good boy.Caleb gapes at me. I think the words took him by surprise,too. “I mea—”
“I like it!” I rush out, slightly mortified by my neediness, but also past the point where I give a serious fuck. “I really like it.”
“Yeah?” He stares down at me curiously. “I’m not really sure how I feel about it,” he laughs, “but there you have it.”
I grin because it’s just such a Caleb thing to say. He kisses me tenderly, his tongue sliding inside my mouth, and then I feel it, the soft pressure of his cockhead as it rubs against mine.
“Ahhh,” I moan around Caleb’s tongue, and it spurs him on because, with a growl, he starts moving against me, the pace slow and steady at first, before he increases the pressure. Stars explode behind my eyes, and my hands drop to Caleb’s ass as I pull him closer against me.
“Fuck, K,” he groans against my mouth, his body tense with want. “You feel so good. So good.”
“Sodo you.” It’s like I can’t get him close enough, and I think he feels the same. Soon, he’s thrusting his hips forward at a furious pace, slickness building between us the more our dicks glide against each other. For once, I’m not in my head, just allowing my body to take over. I’m so consumed with pleasure that there isn’t room for anything else. We’re just two guys, frotting the hell out of each other, and nothing else matters.
“I’m close, baby,” Caleb grits against my neck. “Please tell me you’re fucking close, too.”
“I am,” I gasp, my hips shooting up to meet every one of Caleb’s thrusts. “I want you to come on me. Come on my dick.”
A keening sound leaves Caleb’s throat, and his thrusts become irregular. Seconds later, he shakes above me, his cock pulsing against mine as he shoots his release all over my dick. His orgasm triggers mine, and soon the room is spinning as I come with a shout, convulsing underneath Caleb’s solid body. White-hot pleasure surges through me. My release is bordering on painful, like it’s being ripped from not just my body but my soul, too.
Caleb collapses on top of me with a low grunt. We tremble against each other, kissing lazily, both reluctant to break away from each other. He feels so good against me, so warm and strong. We just came together for the second time tonight. It feels surreal.
With a contented sigh, Caleb rolls us around so I’m now on top of him. We’re a mess, sticky with cum and lube. Caleb looks up at me with hooded eyes, his hair all messy. I laugh down at him, brushing my fingers through his bangs, twirling a few strands around my fingers. I’m so happy, like really, truly happy, and it’s all because of him.
“You’re fucking stunning when you come,” he says, turning his head, kissing my hand.
“Stop.”
“You are. You have no idea, do you? How irresistible you are.”
“I don’t know.” My hand slides to his chest, and I comb my fingers through his soft hair. He closes his eyes and sighs deeply.
“You killed me. Like, almost literally fucking killed me.”
I lick along his chest, tasting him, then bury my face in his hair, sniffing him. He smells so good, all sweaty and masculine. He hums every now and then when I twist his chest hair between my fingers.
“Don’t fall asleep yet,” I say.
“I’m not.”
I pinch his nipple. “Liar.”
He hisses, then smacks my ass lightly. “Ouch, you little devil. But I guess that’s what I get for dating someone half my age.”
Dating.The word stuns the shit out of me.
“We’re not dating,” I mumble. “One date. We’ve been on one date.”
“This?” he laughs, gesturing between us. “Baby, this counts for more than one date.”
I shake my head. “You’re impossible.”