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Chapter 15
Love the Taste
Caleb
I lay down on Maddox’s bed, my cock throbbing.
Fuck. I had to blow.
The pressure in my balls was building, and seeing Maddox walk around his room naked, with his perfectly round ass and his perfectly thick cock and his perfectly suckable chest, was certainly not helping my situation. He had two tree trunks for legs and muscular shoulders that looked suitable to hold a world’s worth of weight on them. He had a belly without much definition, which was something that I liked the most about him. I’d grown tired of the typical six-to-twelve-pack men who were likely on heavy doses of testosterone and could only carry a conversation about the macros they were eating. I had gotten so sick of them that I purged most of my social media from those toxic accounts and filled it instead with meme and food accounts.
Maddox was the opposite of all that, and I could quickly see myself subscribing and double tapping on every one of his posts.
I dropped my head back on the pillow and started to stroke myself, glad that I wasn’t stopped this time.
Which was… hot. Really fucking hot. Having my control taken from me like that, if only briefly, was something that I never realized I’d be all that into, but it seemed like this ice dragon was full of surprises.
“Do you like to use toys?” he asked, voice low.
I already knew he wasn’t talking about building blocks. I nodded, gaze trained on the brick wall of a man standing at the foot of the bed, stiff cock throbbing in the air, crowned by a dark bush. It made my mouth water. I wanted to take him in my hands and watch his body come undone as I worked that big dick of his.
“Good. I like that,” he said as he pulled out the next surprise from his nightstand—a small black silicone plug with a ring attached to it. My eyebrows jerked up, my curiosity piqued and my balls aching. I stopped jerking myself off in case I came too early.
“I want you to let me use this on you.”
“How’s it work?” I asked, leaning up on my elbows.
“Just like this,” Maddox said, smiling devilishly as he uncapped a bottle of lube and squirted some onto the plug. He got on the bed, the comfortable mattress barely sinking under his weight. He parted my legs further and grabbed my cock in his free hand. I let out a hiss of pleasure as he ran his soft palm up and down my length, sliding a thumb over the sensitive head. I watched as he brought that same wet thumb up to his mouth, drinking me.
Shit. I wasn’t going to last very long at all.
“This part goes around the base of your dick,” he said, stretching the black ring so that it slipped over and under my balls. “And this part goes inside you. That okay?”
I swallowed nervously as the tip of the plug pushed against my hole. He must have picked up on it because he immediately froze. “You can tell me to stop at any moment, Caleb. I don’t want?—”
“No, it’s fine. Trust me. I want this. I’m just not… I’ve only ever been with a handful of guys. I’m not really that comfortable with my body like this. Sexually.”
Maddox looked down at me, reverence in his gaze as he rubbed my legs. “I want that to change. You need to own this side of you, especially because you are one of the hottest men I’d ever laid eyes on. Look at you. These long, sexy legs. This beautiful dick—you even have a birthmark here.”
He leaned down and kissed my shaft. I moaned, my body giving way to the ecstasy of the moment. Whatever tension I had in my muscles slipped away as Maddox continued kissing different parts of me. My self-conscious thoughts, normally loud and obnoxious, were slowly being silenced by Maddox and his sultry ice-blue eyes.
“Your hips, with these sexy-as-fuck dips. Perfect.” He kissed each divot, tongue tracing the line.
Fire spread.
“Your stomach, so perfect.” He kissed a soft trail up my stomach.
The fire blazed.
“Your nipples are already so hard.” Maddox kissed my nipple, tongue flicking, teeth nipping. His cock pressed against mine. I felt a streak of wet precum on my skin as he rutted his hips against me.
The blaze consumed me.
“And your face, I can’t even describe you.” He cupped my face in his big hands, thumb tracing the line of my chin, following it up the jaw, over my ear. “You’re as if the world’s most talented painter got together with the world’s most talented sculptor, creating a masterpiece that could rival the Mona Lisa. One of the Moriartys. Perfectly symmetrical, sharp lines, curved lips. Your long lashes, the four birthmarks dotting your cheeks. Fuck, Caleb. You’re everything and more. You have nothing to be ashamed or frightful of. Not with all this power you wield.”
