Chapter Twenty-Five #2
“A-OK,” I mumble, holding up a thumb, and Caleb snorts, then kisses me.
“You ready for more?”
“Uh-huh. More, please.” He reaches for something on the nightstand, then holds out his hand, a condom in his palm.
“I get tested regularly, and I’m on PrEP. I always use protection, and I want you to feel safe, K. This is about you.”
“I always feel safe with you.”
He smiles at me, unsure. “So, what are you saying?”
I lift my hand, and it feels like dead weight, the remnants of my orgasm still numbing my body. I wrap my fingers around the condom, then take it from Caleb’s hand. “I don’t think we need it.” I reach over him and place it back on the nightstand. “I just need you.”
“You sure?”
“Yes. Just you.”
“You’ve got it.” He kisses me slowly and hungrily, his tongue invading my mouth, while he rolls me onto my back, then nestles himself between my thighs.
“We’ll go slow,” he says, and it sounds like pure fucking torture.
I don’t know how it’s possible; I just came, but it feels like I’m close again, my core throbbing with need.
“You let me know if something doesn’t feel right. ”
I cradle his chin, brushing my thumb along his stubble. “I love you.” Like always, when I tell him that, there’s this moment of wonder in his eyes, like he still can’t believe it. Then the biggest smile takes over his gorgeous face, and he looks at me like I’m a fucking sunrise.
“I love you too.” He spreads my legs wider, pushing them gently back against my chest. I wrap my hands around the back of my thighs and hold myself open for him.
Caleb curses, then reaches for the lube next to him and pours some directly on his cock.
It’s so fucking sexy watching him as he gets ready to fuck me.
He strokes his hardness a couple of times, an intense expression on his face, as his bangs fall into his eyes.
He coats his fingers in more lube, then rubs it around my hole, his thumb softening my rim, his fingers dipping inside, stretching me.
He looks up at me, and I notice how nervous he is, how much I matter to him.
“Please,” I breathe, and he lowers himself down between my thighs again.
My head falls back against the pillow, and I close my eyes.
Caleb circles my hole with his cockhead, teasing the rim, before he pushes at my entrance gently.
At first, there’s this feeling of immense pressure.
I try to relax, but the sensation of Caleb’s cock pushing at my hole is so foreign, I tense up instinctively.
“You okay? Too much?”
“I’m okay… just go slow.”
“I will. I promise.” His voice comes out strained. “Try to relax, then push back.”
I take a deep breath, then try to relax.
“That’s it, baby. You’re doing so good.” He pushes against me, and I feel it: the moment the ring of muscle gives way and lets him inside me.
There’s a slight sting, not exactly pain, just the feeling of being stretched to the point of bursting, then filled.
“Shit, baby, that’s it,” Caleb groans, pulling out a little before he slides deeper inside me, his length so hot and hard.
I clench around him, my dick pulsing with new need.
I feel so full. I focus on my breath and the way his cock feels inside me.
He fucks me slowly at first, in shallow strokes, still holding back, but I want fucking all of him.
I slide my hands down Caleb’s body until I reach his ass and tug him closer against me.
“Slow,” he hums. “Don’t wanna hurt you, K.
” I open my eyes and find his face hovering above mine, so impossibly close.
Sweat beads across his forehead, his hair plastered to his face.
His eyes are a smoldering gray, spilling over with affection and restraint.
“It feels good,” I whisper, my voice dipping whenever he slides inside me. “Doesn’t hurt.” He snaps his hips, pushing deeper inside me, and I gasp. “Feels so good.”
“Yeah?” He looks down at me, awe in his eyes, until something darker flashes in the gray. “Feels good, baby? You like my cock in your tight little hole? This what you’ve been dreaming of, K?” The K comes out hard, guttural.
“Uh-huh. So much.” I thrust forward to meet him. “Fuck me. Please.”
Caleb bites his bottom lip, his gaze dipping to where we’re connected, to where he’s pumping into me. “Fucking love your hole,” he grits. “So fucking snug. So perfect for me.”
“You all the way inside me?”
“Not yet. Almost.”
I tilt my hips, then lock my legs around him, pulling him all the way inside.
“Ahhh, fuck!” Caleb shouts when he bottoms out.
His coarse hair tickles my dick, sending sparks flying through my core whenever he slams against me.
I clench around him, feeling his cock throbbing inside me.
My core is on fire. The love in my chest, the fire in my ass, the peace in my mind, it builds and builds and builds until there’s only white-hot pleasure inhabiting my body.
Caleb fucks me just like he loves me, with purpose and without holding back.
It’s beautiful watching him let go like this.
Soon his thrusts become irregular, frantic, his movements fast and hard.
At times, it’s like he’s splitting me wide open, but it feels so unbelievably good, being owned by him in such a way.
Sweat drips from his forehead and onto my chest. His muscles ripple, his hips snapping forward again and again.
“Fuck, baby, I’m close,” he groans, his voice breaking.
“Me too. So close.”
“Wanna come inside you.” He looks up at me, an unspoken question in his eyes.
“Please. I want you to come inside me.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes. I want you, all of you.” His cock pulses inside me just as a second orgasm closes in on me like this giant wave of pleasure and immense peace.
Caleb’s length swells inside me, and then he stills, throwing his head back on a silent shout.
His mouth falls open, and he’s so, so beautiful when he comes, his body shaking with his release.
Tears gather in my eyes again, my chest soaring with how much I love Caleb. There’s no limit to my love for him.
Caleb collapses on top of me, his chest sweaty, sticking to mine, his breath clipped against my neck. His heart thunders against mine. I wrap my arms around him and hold him tight against me, savoring the feel of him on top of me, inside me, and all around me.
His voice is shaky when he eventually speaks. “I felt it. When you came. It felt… I don’t know.” He lifts himself up, his arms resting on each side of my head. “You felt so good, Kayden. So right.” He smiles, suddenly all shy and uncertain. “Did it… did it feel good for you too?”
I reach for his face, brushing my fingers along his chin. “So good. You made me feel so good, Caleb.”
“How about… you sore?” He frowns at me, searching my face.
“I don’t know,” I chuckle. “I can’t feel my body. I think your dick shut my brain down.”
He laughs, his chest rolling against mine. “That’s okay, ’cause you’re not going anywhere anytime soon.”
“No?”
“Nope.” He leans down and brushes his nose against mine. “Come to think of it, I don’t think I’m gonna let you leave at all.”
“You aren’t?”
“Nuh-uh.” The fine lines around his eyes crinkle with trouble. “I think I’m gonna keep you right here, attached to my dick, baby, for the rest of our lives.”
I snort, and Caleb groans when I squeeze around him. “But what about work?”
“Pfft,” he blows a raspberry. “That’s the perks of fucking your boss. You get annual D-days.”
“D-days?”
“Yeah. Dick days,” he muses, looking utterly content with himself.
“You’re ridiculous. You know that’s not a thing, right?”
“What do you mean? Of course it’s a thing. I’m the boss. I make the rules.”
“You make the rules?”
“I do. And I think that my favorite employee is entitled to a monthly D-day or two.” He shrugs. “You know, that’s just the kind of selfless boss that I am.”
“Selfless? Oh, so this is all about me then, and not because you get anything out of it?”
He gasps in mock offense. “Of course not!”
“Really? So it wouldn’t matter where or with whom I spend these D-days then?”
Caleb gapes at me, then narrows his eyes. “Not. Funny.”
“No?” I hold up my index finger and thumb between us. “Not even a little?”
He shakes his head. “No. You only get to spend your D-days with me.”
My heart spills over with endless affection for this beautiful, beautiful man. I sweep my fingers through his hair, drowning in his eyes. “Okay,” I whisper.
“Okay.” He kisses me long and hard, and I wrap myself around him, locking my body around his, as our bodies melt together, becoming one, just like I’ve always wanted.