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“The sounds you make fucking kill me, Theo,” he murmured. “Make me wanna take you apart.”
At that I really did groan, white-knuckling the edge of the seat to stop myself from just grabbing my dick and jerking myself off right in the truck. We hit a stoplight and Caleb grabbed my face, turning it toward him.
“Uh-uh,” he said sternly, palm rough on my cheek. Then he went back to stroking the inside of my thigh.
“Fuck, you’re so hard,” I said, eyes glued to his crotch where his erection was making a valiant attempt to bust through his jeans. I reached a hand toward him again, and got swatted again, moaning as his fingers stung my wrist and sent a throb through my groin.
“Like that, huh?” he asked, sounding a little amused.
“Maybe,” I gasped.
In the parking lot of my building, I tried to jump him as soon as he shifted into park, but he slammed me back against the truck door by my forearms and leaned in, licking a slow stripe up my neck, then growling, “Wait,” in my ear. I shivered all over, and tripped after him to the building.
After an embarrassingly rushed greeting to Antony, who called Caleb Mr. Crossword, we were in the elevator. I reached for Caleb, but he pinned me to the wall with a stare like a laser. Then he just watched me, eyes hot, breath shallow, for fourteen floors. I was trembling from his attention, licking dry lips and trying not to melt into a puddle of lust and embarrassment on the floor of my own elevator. I was so wrapped up in Caleb that the ding of my floor made me jump.
As I fumbled with the lock, Caleb came up close behind me and pressed his hard cock to my ass.
“You feel that?”
I nodded so fast I nearly dropped the keys, and Caleb ran his lips over my neck with maddening gentleness, biting at my nape as the door finally swung inward.
He kicked the door shut behind us and moved me into to the bedroom with a palm on my chest like he was a stalking animal, eyes never leaving mine.
At the bed, he stripped my shirt off, then yanked my jeans down without even unzipping them. I kicked my boots and jeans off as he slowly unbuttoned his vest. Every one of his movements was a combination of controlled and predatory and it lit me up like Times Square at New Year’s.
As he removed his clothes, I ran greedy eyes over him. He was broad, with thick arms and legs, a round ass I was quickly becoming obsessed with, and a chest I wanted to lick and bite and fall asleep with my cheek on. I’d never been much for beards, but Caleb’s just set off the clean lines of his face and hair perfectly, and somehow it made his nakedness more dramatic.
We stood, naked and staring at each other, breathing heavily, eyes consuming each other, for the space of a few breaths. Then I reached out a shaky hand and pressed my palm to Caleb’s stomach, just needing to feel his skin. The second I made contact, he tumbled me back onto the bed, mouth everywhere, nipping at my neck, sucking on my nipples, tongue in my belly button, biting at the insides of my thighs, letting my dick slap against his cheek. I could feel the rough tickle of his beard on the tender skin there.
Then Caleb leaned in and swallowed my erection to the root, pulling a harsh cry out of me. The sudden heat and suction made me lose my mind and I tried to thrust, but his weight kept my hips on the bed.
“Oh, god,” I whimpered, and he mmmed around me, the vibrations setting off every nerve ending they touched. He pulled off me slowly, and I shuddered at the drag of my cock against his mouth, then he was in my face, lips moist and full. He kissed me like a whirlwind and I could taste my arousal on his tongue. I pressed up against him, and grabbed his meaty ass, squeezing it and then rubbing over his hole until he bucked against me.
“What do you want?” he said against my lips, and an erotic buffet paraded across my mind, leaving me shaking and gape-mouthed.
“Nngh,” I said, intelligently, and Caleb smirked.
He flipped me over effortlessly, and spread me out on the bed. I heard him grab a condom and the lube from the bedside table but I felt like I was in a fog of arousal too thick to process anything but the touch of his hands and the scent of his skin.
Rough hands spread my legs apart, and Caleb raked the skin of my inner thighs with his fingertips. I cried out, and squirmed, trying to press my legs together and failing. He kissed each thigh and mumbled something against my skin. His mouth moved to the crease where my thigh met my ass, and he bit down gently. Then he gave my ass a swat, like he’d done to my wrist in the car. The sound echoed in the empty apartment and I nearly came off the bed.
