Chapter 11
Eleven
Caleb woke up sometime in the wee hours in the morning. He knew it had to be late or very early, depending on how he looked at it, because the traffic noises outside were completely gone, and the hotel was kind of eerily quiet.
He fought the urge to turn the TV on because Hawk was asleep, and he didn’t want to wake him up if he was super tired. But he had to admit, a little light and noise, just a little, would make him feel better. He would make his brain stop running in circles.
Caleb was worried. He had been hurting so bad tonight he’d just laid down on Hawk’s bed and fallen asleep and not even thought about it twice.
Not that Hawk hadn’t been awesome because he had. He’d been so understanding about it and so willing to take whatever Caleb could give, which, in the end, turned out to be nothing but a snuggle.
Sighing, he ran a hand down Hawk’s side, resting his fingers on Hawk’s hip. His face was sort of mashed up against Hawk’s collarbone, their legs tangled together. And he felt better, much better.
The shower had done the trick. Caleb was due for another dose of his biologic in the next two weeks or so, but he was hoping he could get through the competition before he had to do that.
But for right now, the great thing was the pain in his joints had backed off, and maybe he would be in a place where he and Hawk could do some damage to each other. He had some seriously fond memories of Hawk trying to ruin him back in the day.
“Mmmmm.” Hawk’s noise was a deep bass rumble. “Are you feeling okay?”
There was his cue that he was allowed to turn the light on, so he could see Hawk’s face. He shimmied up to do just that, trying not to knee Hawk right in the nuts. The lamp on, when Hawk blinked really hard, trying to get used to the light. “I’m feeling much better.”
Silvery eyes finally focused on him. “Yeah? What constitutes much better?”
“Like I’m ready to explore all of our options better.”
Hawk threw off the blanket and lay back with his arms and legs spread. “So explore away.”
“Yee-haw.” He sat up perpendicular to Hawk’s hip and started with his neck, putting his hand there, feeling the way Hawk swallowed hard.
Then he put his other hand up as well, sliding them over Hawk’s shoulders, testing the muscles there before cupping a hand over each pec, feeling the little nipples poke into his palms.
Caleb squeezed and rubbed and then ran his thumbs down Hawk’s sternum to the glory trail that wandered past his belly button and into the neatly trimmed pubes that surrounded his cock.
“Fuck.” Hawk arched up, eyes wide. “Oh, shit that’s good.”
“Yeah?” He watched Hawk’s cock rise, and he gripped it, pumping up and down.
“Fuck yeah.” Hawk reached for him one hand sliding over his back, then to his ass. “You gonna ride me? You think you feel up to that?”
“I am going to ride you until you scream. Never question it.”
“Oh, I believe you. You ride really well.”
Caleb snort-laughed, because he did ride his board like a dream. God, Hawk was cracking his shit right up. And making him crazy-hard. He’d been looking for exactly this for eight years and not finding it.
“Get the lube so you can get me ready, Hawk.” He kept his hand moving, making sure Hawk stayed good and needy.
“Got it.” Hawk held up the lube. “Climb aboard, baby.”
Rising up on his knees, Caleb straddled Hawk’s thighs, then pressed forward to rub their cocks together. He was letting Hawk do the doing with the lube. His job was to just keep them revved up.
Good thing he fucking loved his job.
He stroked and tugged and rocked, and it actually came as a surprise when he felt Hawk’s wet fingers at his hole. He’d gotten distracted.
Then Hawk grabbed one whole ass cheek in his big hand, pulling it and spreading Caleb wide, and he grunted, his body shuddering, his balls tightening up.
“Damn. Damn, babe. Touch me.”
“Love how hard this muscle is.” Hawk chuckled, one wet finger sliding into his hole, and Caleb moaned long and loud, the feeling of being stretched so perfect. He was gonna lose it by the time Hawk was actually fucking him.
“Love how you’re like a mountain that I can climb.” Caleb wiggled, loving how Hawk felt beneath him. He was the luckiest son of a bitch on earth right now.
That finger pushed and pressed, then Hawk pulled out one and gave him two. God, that was too much and not enough all at once. Too slow. Too careful.
“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’s thighs, 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 hand up 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.