“What about this Sunday?” he asks after a while, squinting toward the horizon. “What if we tell them then? Together.”
I nod because Kayden is right: the sooner, the better. After my talk with Sal today, where I nearly cracked and confessed everything, it’s becoming harder and harder to conceal how I feel about Kayden. “Your dad…” I trail off, my voice shaking.
“What about Dad?” Kayden stops walking and pulls me to a stop, too.
“He… uhm… he thanked me today. For being a good friend to you. Told me he’s fucking grateful.”
Kayden sighs, then rests his forehead against my chest. My hand finds his hair, and I stroke him gently. “We just gotta have faith, Caleb, that everything will be okay. That they’ll understand.” He looks up at me, his eyes a vibrant blue in the sun, his cheeks painted a pretty pink from the wind. “How much I love you.” He shrugs, then smiles wistfully. “And that it could only be you.”
I nod, his words settling around me.It could only be you. I know he’s right because I feel it too—how it can only be him. I press a kiss against his forehead. “We’ll make them understand.” The words feel flat on my tongue. I’m not sure I believe them, but there’s no alternative. I want Kayden. That won’t change, not ever. And we can’t hide how we feel about each other. That will eventually be the end of us. Besides, we shouldn’t have to hide. We’ve done nothing wrong, and I hope Sal and Viv will see it that way, too. We’ve done nothing but fall in love.
Kayden blinks at me, a thousand questions roaming in his eyes. “Tell me we’ll be okay.”
“We’ll be okay, sweetheart. I swear it.”
“I swear it too,” he whispers, digging his fingers into my shoulders. I lift him from the sand, and he wraps his thighs around me, then locks his ankles behind my back. I bury my face against his neck, and his scent intermingles with the smell of the ocean, and I am home.
I carry him back toward the car, and he clings to me like a baby koala. I’m half hard, my cock digging into my suit pants.
“How’s your ass, baby?” I grit against his neck, stopping in front ofMarilyn’shood.
“It’s fine. Still a little sore.”
I pull away from him, unable to hide the smugness on my face. “Can you sit?”
“Fuck you. How do you think I got through the day?” His curls are wild, falling into his face, and I just want to tug at them with my teeth and turn him inside out.
“Your desk lifts, doesn’t it?” I lean in and kiss him lazily, tasting his cute, indignant pout. After a while, he melts against me and kisses me back. I ease him down onMarilyn’shood, then unbutton his pants and slide down the zipper. A succession of small gasps leaves Kayden as he lifts his hips, and I carefully slide his pants down to his knees. He blinks up at me, his eyes swimming with want and a little panic. Fuck, he’s stunning, all splayed out for me on top of my car. I lift his leg and pull off one brown suede boot, then tear off his sock. I line kisses across his ankle, up his calf, and behind his knee.
“Caleb,” he moans. “Please.” His teeth dig into his bottom lip, lust pooling in his eyes. “Please.”
I continue up his inner thigh, alternating kisses with licks and small bites. Kayden’s hands fly to my hair, grabbing it roughly, his hips shooting forward. I place my hand on his stomach and hold him down, then give his other leg the same treatment. He begs and pleads with me, but I take my time, and when I eventually pull off his gray briefs and tuck them in my back pocket along with his packer, I find him all hard and vibrating.
“Fuck, look at you, baby. So fucking needy and beautiful.” I lick my thumb, then push it against his hard dick, rubbing it back and forth.
Kayden shouts, his pelvis thrusting forward. “Caleb! Oh shit. That’s…” His voice dips into a low moan when I start circling his cockhead with my thumb. “Yes, just like that. Just like that.” He closes his eyes, his mouth slightly agape. I can smell his arousal, the heady sweetness of it.
“You’re mine,” I say as I lean in over him and press my lips against his forehead, his temple, the bridge of his nose. “Everything will be okay, sweetheart. I promise.” He blinks his eyes open, and the blue is glazed over with lust. “Now I’m gonna suck your cock.” His eyes widen. I slide down his body and drop to my knees between his legs. His thighs tremble, then flex as he leans up on his elbows and looks around.
“Shouldn’t we…” Fear wars against arousal in his eyes.
“Shouldn’t we what, sweetheart?” I press a kiss against his cockhead.
“Fuck!” Kayden nearly bashes my head in with his knees as they squeeze around me. I dip out my tongue and trace the outline of his dick. “Shit! What if someone comes by?”
“No one’s gonna come by.” I suck him into my mouth, the taste of him bursting on my tongue. Kayden whines, rubbing his crotch against my face shamelessly.
“But… someone could. What about—oh fuck, that’s it. What about one of those security companies?” He fists my hair, pulling at the strands as he grinds against me. I suck him deeper, massaging his dick with my tongue. “Oh my God, Caleb. Oh my God, that’s so fucking good.” He clenches around me. “Shit, what if we get arrested?” He’s a blabbering mess, and I can’t help laughing around his dick. “The only one who can bail us out is Dad. Oh fuck, babe.”
“We won’t get arrested, baby. I’ll just wave them right off.” My voice drops an octave, “‘Nothing to see here, Officer. Just a guy going down on his boyfriend. Move along.’”
Kayden freezes underneath me. “Boyfriend?”
“What?”
“You said ‘boyfriend.’”
“Oh. Yeah,I guess I did.”