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Jace’s mouth searched out mine and I eagerly kissed him back. His free hand closed around my throat, but only to hold me in place. His thumb gently massaged my hammering pulse. I began bumping my hips forward.
“That’s it, baby, fuck my hand. Imagine it’s my ass wrapped around you.”
I stilled at that and looked at him in surprise. He kissed me gently. “I’d be at your mercy, Caleb,” he murmured. “I’d be begging you to make me feel every inch of this gorgeous cock of yours.”
The mental imagery alone could have made me come, but the fact that he was talking like he’d really let me do that to him… it was actually slowing me down. “You’d let me do that?” I whispered in disbelief.
“You’d be the first,” he said as he nipped at my lips. “If I thought I could last a few more minutes…”
He let the statement hang.
I wanted to question him further, because never in a million years would I have thought such a thing was possible. I’d always assumed another guy would look at me and see a hole to fuck and nothing more. I wasn’t assertive or confident or built…
But my questions about all that would have to wait because my body had no interest in anything other than finding relief.
Jace’s hand began to frantically stroke us both. He slapped his other hand on the wall next to my head and closed his eyes, his brows drawn up as if in pain. “Fuck, so close,” he muttered. “Fuck my hand again, Caleb,” he demanded. His hand slid down long enough to cup my balls. His lips latched onto my neck before searching out my mouth again. “Fuck me hard,” he ordered.
I cried out and did as he said. His hand was slickened from our combined juices so I easily slid through his grip. He countered my thrusts with his own body and my mind returned to thoughts of what it would be like to push inside of him. He’d probably be even tighter than the grip he currently had on both of us. He’d whisper my name as he pleaded with me to fuck him harder and harder. His body would writhe beneath mine as he begged me to give him what only I could.
The orgasm hit me like a freight train coming out of nowhere. One second I was still climbing impossibly high, the next second something inside of me snapped and I exploded. I screamed Jace’s name as I came. I felt his forehead press against mine.
“That’s it, Caleb,” he urged as he continued to stroke me. I clung to him as I tried to fight the wave that was threatening to take me under, to steal all awareness from me.
“Don’t fight it, baby. I’ve got you… always, Caleb.”
I began sobbing as I welcomed his words and gave in to my body’s need. Everything went white behind my closed lids and I felt my knees give out as I emptied into Jace’s hand. Jace still had his leg between mine, so he held me up. My entire body thrashed as spasms overtook it, but Jace’s weight held me against the wall so I could do nothing but dig my fingers into his upper arms. It seemed to go on forever, but Jace’s muffled shout against my neck as he came, followed by hot liquid hitting the sensitive skin of my dick, brought me back to earth. I struggled to draw in breath after breath as Jace’s body jerked against mine. I couldn’t have come up with any kind of guess as to how long we stayed like that for, but when the cum between us started to cool, reality began to intrude. I waited for Jace to jerk away from me and tell me what had happened was a mistake, but he didn’t say anything at all.
Maybe I was supposed to say something?
I wasn’t sure.
What I was sure of was that I could have died happy there in his arms, his hot breath sliding over my skin, the fingers of his free hand buried in my hair as he held me against his trembling body.
“Caleb,” he whispered.
God, here it comes.
I closed my eyes to try and stem the tears that threatened. Moments ago, I’d been strong enough to walk away, but how was I supposed to do that now?
“Please don’t leave,” Jace murmured.
His words caught me off guard and I was sure I’d heard him wrong. He pulled back and pressed his forehead against mine. “I’ll figure it out,” he whispered. “I just need a little more time.”
I wasn’t sure what it was that he was going to figure out, but I didn’t really care. He’d done what I hadn’t been able to do for myself these past two years, and he’d done it long before he’d kissed me.
