Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 73794 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 369(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73794 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 369(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
“Race you to the bed.” He waggled his eyebrows at me before launching himself onto the bed.
“You win.” Chuckling, I quickly undressed and stretched out next to him.
“I love winning.” Giving me an easy wink, Caleb rolled so he loomed over me, grinning like a satisfied cat. Seeing his enthusiasm made it easy to resume making out as our hard cocks rubbed together. We kissed for long minutes until Caleb broke away from my mouth to drop kisses along my jaw and neck. He skimmed his hands along my torso, little electric tingles as he slid lower, kissing my collarbones and idly licking my nipple.
“Okay if I play a little?” he asked, dipping one hand to cup my ass, making his meaning clear even before he reached for the lube.
“Sure.” My thighs and abs tensed.
“Relax. I just want to make you feel good.” Caleb moved between my legs, which, despite his command, remained stiffer than boat oars. Relaxation seemed like a lofty goal, so I settled for working on steadying my breathing and unclenching my muscles.
Caleb dropped ticklish kisses all down my stomach, which helped to distract me, but as soon as he arranged me so his tongue could lick my rim, my self-consciousness won again. All my muscles, from my jaw to my toes, tensed as he started licking and teasing. It felt…not terrible.
Electric, but a sharp, almost stinging pleasure. If I could manage that elusive relaxation, I might enjoy his efforts more, but embarrassment kept warring with the good sensations. I felt exposed in a way that wasn’t comfortable. Or logical, given that Caleb had already seen me naked from all sorts of angles.
“Doing okay?” Caleb gazed up at me like he already knew the answer.
“Yeah. But could we skip ahead to the prep part?”
“In a hurry?” Caleb stroked my thighs, a soothing touch. “It’s okay if you don’t like rimming.”
“I don’t hate it.” I quirked my lips.
“Let’s try for something more than tolerating next.” Softly chuckling, Caleb reached for the lube before circling a slick finger around my rim. More of those electric pings, which morphed into a subtle burn as he pushed in. I shut my eyes, trying my best to breathe deeply. As soon as Caleb pushed deeper, however, my ass clenched so tightly it pushed his finger out.
“Does it hurt?” he asked gently.
“No.” I stared up at the bedroom ceiling rather than meet his gaze. “I guess I expected it to feel…better? Different? Sorry. Maybe you’re right and I need to relax, or maybe the good part comes later?”
“Tony.” Shaking his head, Caleb quickly wiped his mouth and then his hand with a clean washcloth from the same drawer where he always hid the lube. He stretched out alongside me before dropping a gentle kiss on my forehead. I felt perilously close to weeping for reasons I didn’t understand, so I shut my eyes again as Caleb stroked my arms. “Not everyone likes ass play, and even those of us who do have times we aren’t in the mood.”
“I don’t dislike it. You can keep going.”
“Nope.” He gave my side a light swat. “I’m not interested in you gritting your teeth and soldiering through. That’s not at all sexy to me.”
“Sorr—” I started to apologize, but Caleb cut me off with a swift kiss.
“No apologies. There are plenty of other ways to have fun. Including no sex at all tonight. We could watch a movie.”
“I don’t want a movie.” I groaned, throwing an arm over my face. “And I’ve been thinking about sex and you all damn day. Interest isn’t my issue as much as shutting up the rest of my freaking brain.”
“I like your brain.” Caleb dropped another kiss on my temple. “What’s your favorite thing we’ve done so far?”
I thought for a moment, resisting the urge to give a flip answer. “I loved the first time we fucked with you riding me. Being inside you feels good in ways I can’t really describe.”
“I love it too.” Caleb snuggled in close enough I could feel his erection. Feeling him hard made my own cock stir, and I rolled him so he was straddling me again. He grinned triumphantly down at me, his joy making it clear he wasn’t simply appeasing me. And finally, finally, I relaxed with a huge exhale before I pulled him in for a kiss that led to the sort of grinding that never failed to turn me on.
For all Caleb liked to complain about being clumsy, he was spellbinding whenever he moved against me. Something about the two of us together always seemed to result in the perfect rhythm, two bodies in sync, all awkwardness and uncertainty long gone.
“God, I do love you on top,” I gasped as my hands went to his hips, encouraging his motions. “Can we fuck like this with you facing me so we can keep kissing?”