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With one big hand, Caleb encouraged my hips up, and my legs apart. He trailed lube around my hole, massaging it into me with sure fingers.
After a minute, I swatted his hand away and decided that his low, indulgent chuckle was quickly becoming one of my favorite sounds. I tucked my knee up, and turned to look over my shoulder, shooting him a look that I hoped would speed things along.
The vision of Caleb, kneeling on the bed, all flashing eyes, beard, and broad shoulders, thick thighs spread, and lubed cock next to my ass was one I mentally filed away to keep me company on tour.
“C’mere,” I said softly, infusing my voice with how very much I wanted him. His eyes closed for a breath, and he slid a hand around my hip, and pushed my legs open wider, which nearly had me moaning for him.
He breached me slow and steady, his thick cock driving into me like it would never stop. First it was painful and I fisted the sheets, trying to adjust to the intrusion. It had been a long time. But I nodded away his questioning hand on my shoulder. It was exactly what I wanted. And I knew that in a moment, it would…there. In the space of a breath, everything changed as my body softened and let him in. He slid the rest of the way in, balls pressed tight to mine, and I moaned, pressing back against him in return.
The second he realized I was ready, he began pounding into me, a hand on my shoulder dragging me back on his cock. He was lust and heat and power and I fucking loved it. He slammed into me again and again, and I canted my hips up to get the angle I knew would drive me to the edge. Then I bounced my ass a little bit against him, grinding the tip of his dick over the spot that made me feel like I was unraveling from the inside.
Caleb made a sound that was half groan and half growl, and held my hips so he could maintain the angle and still pound into me. I was totally lost to it, Caleb’s heat behind me, his tool fucking me like I hadn’t been fucked in…hell, maybe ever. There was something primal and filthy about the way he used his body, the way he threw his strength around to give me exactly what I wanted. What we both wanted.
He was breathing in heavy gasps that told me he was close, when he slowed down and dropped his forehead to the back of my neck, then kissed along my shoulders.
“You ready?” he murmured, and it was something a lover asked, not a random fuck. But I didn’t let myself think about it, because hell yes, I was ready.
“Yes, please,” I choked out, and tightened around him, feeling his hips stutter in response.
“Fuck yes,” he said, and he pulled out, leaving only the head of his cock inside me, then slammed into me full force. Holy hell, was he fucking me. And I came apart, writhing underneath him as I twisted to get a hand on my dick. About five seconds after touching myself, I was gone. The heavy pleasure of Caleb’s cock in my ass unspooled into a dark pulsing orgasm, and I shot into the sheets, come spilling over my hand as I worked myself, my thighs trembling with the force of keeping upright as the pleasure blasted through me.
I saw black spots as I came, and distantly registered Caleb letting out the sexiest damned moan I’d ever heard. Then he gripped my hips to keep me where he wanted me, and slammed home, coming with a growl. He stayed, hips pressed close against mine, and I could still feel him twitching inside me.
He pulled out, got rid of the condom, and eased back into bed, collapsing beside me where I lay on my face, fucked out and satisfied, in a puddle of my own come. He trailed his palm down my sweaty back, and gave my well-used ass a pat. Then he pressed a kiss to my shoulder. I shivered at the combination of sexy and sweet.
“How’re you doing?” he murmured. I moaned. “Mmmm, that’s okay, then.” He kissed up to my neck and licked at the sweat there, fisting my hair up and away from my face. He kissed my ear, and I rolled onto my side, so he was behind me. He kissed my cheek, and I turned further toward him. He went up on one arm and kissed my mouth, eyes open.
“You’re sexy as fuck,” he said, lying back down beside me. It was something that a lot of people said, but they said it like I was an object they desired or a goal they wanted to achieve. Caleb said it like he appreciated me. Like he felt lucky he got to be with me. It made a huge fucking difference.
