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“Let me see you come first,” he says. “You come so pretty.”
I actually fucking whimper at that.
Staring down, I can’t get over the vision of what he’s doing to me. It’s like we’ve become one. We’re fused, feeling the same thing, our dicks aligned and covered as one.
How the fuck is Dean so good at this? And I don’t just mean the magic trick he’s pulling with his dick right now, but all of it. It’s the dirty talk, the attention, the knowing exactly what the other person wants and needs. If making people feel good is his job, then fuck…he was made for it.
Who am I to take that away?
My toes begin to curl, and my eyes squeeze shut as the pleasure ignites in my bones, sizzling like a fire from my head to my toes.
Reaching down, I grab my cock at the base, my fingers grazing his as I feel the warm pulse of his cum filling the same pocket of foreskin I’m filling. He quickly releases, and we continue to stroke ourselves as the mess covers our hands. We’re moaning and breathing the same air with our foreheads together.
It feels like a long time passes as we stand there, dripping onto the floor and onto our pants. I don’t give a shit. I’m in euphoria that I’m here with him, and for the moment, he’s mine.
Forty-Four
Dean
Ibreak all my rules for Caleb. Or rather, he breaks all my rules for me.
As we stand here, our hands coated with a mixture of our releases, I realize how royally fucked I am if I think I’m going to be able to walk away from him or Briar.
“I can’t get enough of you,” I whisper, placing my forehead on his shoulder.
“The feeling’s mutual,” he replies.
After a moment, he pulls away. I show him to the sink, where we both get cleaned up. It’s so weird to see Caleb in this environment. It was different when he and Briar were here together. That was under much different circumstances.
But now, he’s here for just me. And I’m not used to it.
Relationships don’t end well for me. So I don’t bother trying. The first one was a disasterbecause of Caleb, so it’s ironic to me that now he’s the one vying for my heart.
After we’re cleaned up, I take his hand in mine and pull him deeper into the room. “Lie with me,” I say, but his feet freeze when I reach the bed. He stares at it ominously.
“You’ve been in this bed before,” I say, glancing back at it.
“Have you been with someone else tonight?” he asks and lets out a huff of frustration.
“Not that it should make any difference, but my only client tonight was a Dom/sub appointment. We didn’t have sex.”
“But you have sex with other people here,” he mumbles sadly.
“I had sex withyouhere!”
He stares at me with a melancholy expression on his face, and it kills me. Letting out a heavy breath, I tug him toward me again. “Just lie with me so we can talk, okay?”
Feeling my hands against his chest, he seems to relax a bit. We each slip off our shoes first. Then I help him out of his shirt and pants as he does the same for me. We’re not hurried, and it’s not a sexual thing. It’s more comfortable and emotional than that.
For me, I just want to feel that intimacy with Caleb that I miss with everyone else. We’re in our underwear as he climbs in first, and I climb on top of him, resting my head on his chest and draping one leg over him. He holds me close, even though I understand that this is still so new for him.
Caleb told me he loved me today, and that was huge for both of us. I need to find a way to convey my feelings back to him while making him understand why things can’t be as perfect as he wishes they could.
“I never come with my clients,” I mumble, running my hand over the patch of hair on his chest.
He tenses and looks down at me with confusion. “Never?”
“Not in a long time,” I reply. “I used to, but then something inside me just broke. That night in my apartment was the first time in months that I was able to finish.”
