24. Will
Chapter twenty-four
Will
C as and I end up seeing each other nightly, which may be too much too soon, but we’re not the type of people to hold back. He gets adorably impatient in between my visits, and apparently, the only remedy is my cock every evening. This also means I’ve spent more time at his place than mine this entire week. I’ve got to close with Jess tonight, so I spent the night with Cas just so we could have all morning together. I gotta say, waking up next to him is nothing short of spectacular. He’s one of those clingy sleepers who threads his whole body with mine, so we always wake up still tangled together.
Cas sighs into my ear the moment he stirs, then he’s already on me, lapping at my mouth with his tongue. As if waking up rock hard weren’t enough, he starts playing with my cock, too. We’ve been working up to the whole me touching him thing, but even if it never were to happen, I wouldn’t mind. Everyone has their limits. Cas doesn’t seem abnormal to me, despite his claims otherwise. This is another one of those things about him that keeps me interested, fucked up as that may seem.
I dip my hand down between us, brushing against his hand when I grip the base of my hard shaft. Cas’s lips part against my mouth with a soft pant while his fingers recede across my skin to hold his cock instead. Pulling my foreskin over the head of his cock has been a good touching-without-touching compromise. It’s a shame so many guys are clipped because does docking ever feel fucking good. Cas becomes a shaky mess of pleasure until I decide I’ve tormented him enough for now.
“I can’t wait until Sunday,” I sigh against his lips. “We’ll have all night and then all day Monday.”
“And you can fuck me as much as you want?” Cas snickers.
“I already can. You’re mine,” I remind him with a nip of his lip.
Cas lets out an extremely pleased sigh and melts even more against me. He’ll never admit it, I’m sure, but the only thing he loves more than me being so possessive is me constantly reminding him of it.
“I’ll do whatever I want to you.” I comb my fingers through his hair, gripping a handful on the way. “Because you’re already everything I want. And everything I need.”
His breaths come even more rapidly while he coils his limbs around me tighter.
“You’re the only thing that matters to me.”
Cas whines and I have to say, there is an unmatched pleasure to ramping him up. His hard cock digs into my thigh, and feeling him grind his lower half into me while he seeks some kind of release does all kinds of things to me.
“I want to feel you in me,” Cas whispers.
“How much of me?” I tease.
“More than you’ve ever given me.”
And with that one ragged sentence, my brain about explodes. Oh, we are so doing this. I know exactly what to give him and he’s going to love it. I grab the lube from the nightstand and toss it on the bed. I’m notoriously stingy with it, because my fucked- up brain loves nothing more than my cock destroying someone’s insides. But this is one of those instances where even I know we absolutely have to use lube, otherwise this will all be a waste of time and effort on my part.
Cas sinks further into the mattress while I kiss down his body, pausing right at the base of his cock. I lick at the air as a sort of warning before flicking my tongue at his swollen head. With Cas, there is a very fine line between not enough and too much, and that line seems to move by the minute. What makes him buckle with pleasure one minute can make him squirm the next and I have to say—I fucking love the nonstop challenge.
His whole body shivers when I lick down his shaft, but he’s leaning hard into the pleasure by the time I get to his balls. This is much closer to the safe zone, in the sense of what’s reliably enjoyable. Unlike the first time I rimmed him, he crumbles with pleasure when I drag my tongue across his hole. His cock twitches for a release, but we’re just getting started. I grab behind his knees and fold him all the way backward, so his legs rest on either side of his head while his ass is in the air. My hands grip his firm ass while I trace my tongue across his hole only once before stopping and looking down at his shiny cock right near his face.
“Lick your cock for me, baby,” I prompt.
With his eyes lidded from lust, he laps at the tip with minimal squirming.
“Again.”
When he does, I drag my tongue across his hole in time with him. I stop and smirk down at him, but I don’t need to ask this time. He licks at his own cock and sighs from the relief of me teasing his hole, too.
Grabbing the lube, I slather his ass and go right back with my tongue while stuffing a finger into him. And then another. And another. And one more. His whole body shivers when I pull my hand away, watching him lick the precum seeping from his slit.
“Do you still want it, baby?” I say.
“Yes,” Cas chokes. “Please, yes.”
With a nip to his ass, I smile, then jerk him back down onto the mattress. I continue to smirk while I bend my fingers like a duckbill and push my way into him. There is some resistance, of course, but not a struggle. Cas embraces it fully with more shaky breaths until I’ve made a fist all the way in him and he shifts right into a hard moan.
“That’s it, baby. Good boy,” I whisper. His abdomen swells where I knock inside him and the sight alone is enough for my swollen cock to leak.
As predicted, Cas loses his fucking mind within minutes. His back arches and his cock pulses while he comes. The literal second he starts, I’m extracting my hand from inside him, so by the time he’s finishing I’ve yanked him the rest of the way toward me by his thighs. After taking something so much bigger, there’s no resistance when I slam inside him with one stroke. I don’t need much, anyway. Hell, I’m so turned on I probably could’ve gotten off from the visual alone. A couple of thrusts are all I need to blow my load inside him.
After I sink back down beside Cas, he traps me there against him once more. His lips immediately find mine and he kisses me the entire time he quivers from the residual pleasure.
“I love you so much,” I whisper down to him.
His breaths quicken at the words but he says nothing. I’ve told him quite a few times by now, but he still hasn’t said it back to me. Not going to push that, nor will I rush him, but if the way he wraps tighter around me is any indication, he doesn’t have to say the words.
I’m anticipating a very awkward shift with Jesse. We haven’t spoken at all since I last saw him a few days ago, when Cas came to visit me at work and Jess left shortly after. He’s probably pissed at me, which I can understand, because I just went through the trouble of telling him I wasn’t ready to commit to anyone until I got things straightened out with Mantis, and then I showed up a couple of days later with Bailey as my new boyfriend out of the blue. We get lucky in the sense that there’s a Friday rush that keeps us busy from lunch to dinner. Once the crowd trickles out, it’s just me and Jess.
The store’s quiet aside from the clicking of the sticker gun, and we haven’t seen a customer for the last hour. When he approaches the front where I’m straightening by the register, I figure now is as good a time as any.
“So, you’ll never guess what happened to me,” I say.
Jess scoffs and he’s opening up the sticker gun to change the tape.
“Listen, I didn’t just drop you and jump into bed with Bailey.”
“Really now?” Jess slams the gun back together. “Could’ve fooled me.”
“The guy I had been talking to… well, it was Bailey. This whole time. That’s why we’re… together.”
Jess hums, and the doubt in his voice is evident.
“I’m sorry.” I sigh. “I feel like a dick and I really didn’t mean for this to happen.”
“It’s fine,” he mutters.
“I still care about you. A lot.”
“I said it’s fine,” Jess says again. He pauses to take a shaky breath. “I know you’ve liked Bailey for a while. And if he’s really the same guy as the one you were talking to, I never really stood a chance. Yeah?”
“Jess,” I say with a frown.
“It’s okay.” He takes another deep breath. “It’s not like you weren’t honest with me. I knew and took a chance anyway.”
“I still want us to be friends, Jess.”
“Yeah, me too.” He looks down at the sticker gun and laughs to himself before sticking a price on me. “I might need a little time, though. To get back to the point we were at.”
“I get that. It’s okay.” And I smile at him.
“I’m sure you’re busy tonight.” Even if he’s trying not to sound bitter, it doesn’t come across that way. “So, see you Sunday, I guess?”
“Yeah,” I agree. “Sunday.”
Sunday arrives, and it feels like the dawn of a new era. I unload the truck with Jess, same as always, while the crisp and damp air fills my lungs. Right about the time we finish, Cas comes strolling over, adorably anxious as soon as he gets within a few feet of us.
“Hey, baby.” I smile with my phone in my hand and swirl my thumb on the screen to crank a dial all the way up. Before he dropped me off at the farm this morning, I shoved a vibrating plug in him and told him he better not take it out until we’re back home. I’m evil, I know.
Cas smiles back and closes his eyes briefly before looking at me again. He keeps his eyes locked on me this time.
“You need some help, baby?” And I turn it back down with my phone.
“Yeah,” he says with a small sigh.
“I’ll help you, Bailey. Will seems to be too busy playing with his phone.” Jess puts his crate down and jabs me with an elbow before he walks over to help without being asked.
I crank the dial all the way back up again, so much so Cas trembles, then plays it off as being cold by rubbing his arms. “That’s okay.”
Good boy. Back down.
“Oh, come on. I insist,” Jess says.
And all the way back up again.
Cas looks at me with an almost pleading look in his eyes, but he can’t expect me to save him from every interaction. Either he figures it out himself or he deals with the consequences.
“Do you mind?” Jess asks me all of a sudden.
“Of course not.” I smile. If it were possible to crank the settings any higher, I would’ve.
“I, um…” Cas fumbles before he manages to get even one sentence out. “I actually have something. For Will. That I need to give him.”
Very good boy. I crank it all the way down and put my phone in my pocket as a sign of good will. “Let’s go, then.”
Cas waits in place until I throw an arm around him and then we walk over to where he parks his truck. Instead of climbing into the bed, he leads me around to the passenger side door and pulls me toward him for a frantic kiss.
“Fuck me,” he whimpers.
“Now?” I chuckle.
He nods.
“Here?”
He nods again.
“You just want me to pull that plug out of you.” I snicker into his neck before planting a kiss there.
Cas shakes his head. “Fuck me.”
“And what if Jess hears?”
“I hope he does.”
Well, damn. He just won his case. I fumble with my zipper and I can hear him doing the same, sliding his jeans down just enough to expose his ass, still mostly covered by his sweatshirt. Well, my sweatshirt.
Cas braces his hands against the car door and I tug the plug right out of him before popping my hard cock in place instead. He’s stretched out some, but not so much he can’t feel it. He’s got the car window rolled down for easy access while unloading, so I toss it down on the seat before leaning all the way against him.
The residual lube from putting the plug in earlier gives just enough glide once I start moving my hips against him. Either all the teasing, or the thrill of being outside where more vendors are due to arrive at any time, has his heart racing. He bends his body to kiss me over his shoulder and after only a few thrusts, he’s quaking so hard I think his legs may give out.
With a hurried and shaking movement, Cas whips his cock out right before he splatters the door of his truck while he comes. He’s not going to be totally devoid of a mess in his pants, though. Within a few more thrusts, his clenching ass has me finishing in him. I hurriedly pull out as soon as I’m done and reach back into the car, grabbing the plug and shoving it back in him like a cork.
Cas whimpers from the sensation of instantly being filled once more, but I can only snicker in his ear. “Where else would you have me put it?”
He rolls his shoulders into me, a half-assed shrug.
I stay pressed behind him while I pull our clothes back in place. With a kiss to his neck, I drag my lips to his ear. “You going to be a good boy today?”
He nods.
“I’ll be watching, baby. Better be all business or else I’ll have you wetting your pants.”
Cas leans further into me, panting as if he’s about to come all over again. In spite of this, he nods his head as if it’s on a spring.
“I can’t wait to get you home and fuck you until you can’t walk straight.”
“Is that the punishment or the reward?” Cas quietly laughs, his hard breaths making clouds in the cold air around us.
“Both.” No point in denying it. With my hands on his hips, I hug him to me. “You’re mine. I get to do with you what I want and with any luck, you’ll enjoy it.”
Cas cranes his head back for one more kiss before I release him, and we both get back to work.