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Ryker watched hungrily as Caleb continued to undress, feeling a heat spreading through his body. He wanted nothing more than to wrap Caleb's slender thighs around his hips and fuck him hard until neither of them could take it anymore.
But he held back. Ryker knew that if he gave into his desire, the moment would pass far too quickly. He didn't want to rush this. Instead, he savored the feeling of anticipation building inside him as Caleb slowly revealed himself to him. He wanted to enjoy every second of this. His cock throbbed in anticipation as he imagined it.
Finally, Caleb stood completely naked before him. Rather than looking vulnerable or exposed in any way, he looked powerful — unbelievably sexy and confident in himself. His gaze met Ryker's with an intensity that sent shivers down his spine.
Here was a man who was hard to break, Ryker knew.
Ryker licked his lips in anticipation as Caleb finally stood before him naked, now completely vulnerable to Ryker's gaze. His breathing quickened as he stepped closer, ready to take what he had so long craved.
Ryker took in the sight before him, his eyes tracing the curves and dips of Caleb's naked form. The light in the small, cozy room cast shadows that only served to accentuate the lean muscles beneath pale skin. He could feel his arousal growing, a fire ignited deep within him.
"Go ahead," Caleb said, his voice sultry yet guarded. "Touch me."
Chapter five
Theinvitationsentashiver down Ryker's spine, but he didn't let himself be ruled by desire alone. They were both well aware this was nothing more than a transaction between two men who didn't trust each other, yet here they were, pretending that they were under the thrall of something much more dangerous – intimacy.
"Since you asked so nicely," Ryker replied, a hint of sarcasm lacing his words. He reached out, his fingers grazing over Caleb's chest, feeling the warmth of his skin and the slight tremble beneath the surface. It was an electrifying sensation, like touching a live wire.
He allowed his hands to roam further, exploring Caleb's body as if it were uncharted territory, every gasp and hitched breath from the younger man stoking the flames of his lust. Ss he traced patterns across Caleb's skin, his fingertips stumbled upon one of his scars, those mementos from a past full of pain.
"Who did this to you?" Ryker asked, his touch shifting from teasing exploration to protective dominance.
"Does it matter?" Caleb bit back. "They're long gone, and I'm still here."
Caleb's eyes flickered with unease, the question threatening to break his composure. He plastered on a sly smile, and then he dropped to his knees before Ryker, nimble fingers working at the zipper of Ryker's jeans.
"Let's get to the main event, shall we?" Caleb drawled. The sound of zipper teeth opening filled the room. Ryker's cock sprang free, standing proud and glistening.
"Damn, you don't waste any time, do you?" Ryker remarked, his voice husky with need. He could feel the magnetic pull of Caleb's gaze, stripping him of the last vestiges of resistance. It was a power play, and they both knew it.
"Never been one for small talk," Caleb said with a wink, his lips hovering tantalizingly close to the head of Ryker's cock. The anticipation was a delicious torture, making Ryker's pulse thrum wildly beneath his skin. "Besides, I know what you really want."
Ryker couldn't deny it, not when every fiber of his being yearned to take Caleb. And yet, there was a part of him that still fought against the notion, clinging to the tattered illusion of control.
The first touch of Caleb's lips against his cock was like a spark igniting a wildfire, the flames of passion consuming him whole. In that instant, all rational thought evaporated from Ryker's mind, replaced by pure, primal lust.
"Fuck," he gasped, the involuntary tremor in his voice betraying just how much Caleb's ministrations affected him. "You're good at this."
Caleb's tongue teased the head expertly, eliciting a low groan from Ryker that reverberated through the small room. He pulled back a little and chuckled, the vibrations sending shivers down Ryker's spine. "I have my moments."
Caleb's talented tongue danced around the head of Ryker's cock, sending shivers of pleasure up his spine. "Damn," Ryker breathed out, trying to keep his voice steady. His hands tightened into fists, resisting the urge to grab Caleb's head and thrust deeper.
As if in reply, Caleb's dark eyes flashed with mischief. The sight only served to inflame Ryker's desire even more.
Taking him deep, Caleb sucked with practiced skill, the pressure building inside Ryker like a brewing storm. He could feel his balls tightening, the pleasure mounting almost too quickly. But he refused to give in yet; he wanted to savor every last drop of this stolen moment. "Slow down," Ryker growled, attempting to regain control of the situation.
Caleb pulled off of his cock with an obscene little wet sound, and those sardonic little bowed lips of his were now flushed and pink. "Touchy, aren't we?" Caleb teased. When he bobbed back down, he slowed his movements to an agonizingly languid pace. Ryker couldn't help but admire the way Caleb's pretty mouth worked his cock so expertly, and his resolve began to crack.
As Caleb continued to expertly work his magic, Ryker found himself lost in the throes of passion. Unable to resist any longer, he reached out and threaded his hand into Caleb's tousled hair. The sensation of Caleb's soft locks between his fingers felt surprisingly intimate.
The moment he made contact, however, Caleb flinched and froze in place. Ryker felt a stab of uncertainty. "What?"
"Nothing," Caleb replied quickly, his eyes darting away from Ryker's.
What could get to a man like Caleb?
Caleb tried to get back to Ryker's cock, but Ryker stopped him, holding his head where he was. "What?" Ryker repeated, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through the air between them.
