He smiles, dazed. “I feel so full.”

“Good.” I nod.

“Please, move,” he mutters.

I bite my lip and start thrusting slowly.

“Oh fuck,” I moan. We’re actually doing this.

“Yes, shit. Harder,” he begs, gripping my shoulder.

That’s all it takes. I thrust into him harder, faster, losing all sense of rhythm as pleasure overwhelms me.

“You feel—” I try, but the words won’t come.

“I know…”

He places his hands on my waist, pulling me deeper inside him.

“You’re a fucking animal,” I laugh, shaking my head.

He smiles, chest rising and falling with every breath. “Show me how much you love me.”

“Damn,” I moan. It’s too much—pleasure coils through every nerve in my body. I’ve never felt anything like this before.

I don’t want it to end. But I’m afraid I don’t have a choice.

I glance down at Caleb’s dick, resting prettily against his stomach. Plump. Hard again. Like it’s come back to life after the orgasm that wrecked him just moments ago.

Good.

I wrap my hand around him, and his body jerks at the sudden contact.

“Nathaniel,” he moans as I start pumping, fast and firm.

“You’re gonna come with me this time,” I pant, stroking him in rhythm with my thrusts.

His eyes shut, and he throws his head back.

“Eyes on me,” I grunt. “I want you to watch me make you mine.”

“I’m already yours,” Caleb gasps, reaching up and pulling me close. I hover above his lips as he whispers, “I’ve always been yours,” shuddering under my touch. I crash my lips into his, kissing him with everything I have.

“Show me,” I murmur, breaking the kiss and sitting back on my heels. This angle must hit him just right because he cries out in pleasure. “Show me,” I repeat, slamming into him as I jerk him off.

“Nathaniel, I—I’m—” he moans.

“Ffff—fuck,” I groan, coming hard. I pulse deep inside him, longer and stronger than ever before. Pure ecstasy that feels like it’s lasting forever. My dick swells in his ass and I swear, I think I levitate.

I open my eyes and watch Caleb as he spills across his stomach. At some point, he’s taken over from my hand, but I don’t care. Watching him come undone, stroking himself to completion, is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

His abs tense as the last of his release spills across the ridges.

“That’s a good boy,” I murmur, leaning in to kiss him gently.

“Mmm,” he moans, completely spent. I smile and slowly slip out of him, watching as my cum glistens down his crease and onto the sheets.

My dick twitches at the sight. Holy fuck. Am I ever going to get enough of him?

“You were perfect,” I whisper, crawling up his body and pressing a quick kiss to his cheek before rushing off to the bathroom.

It takes a bit of rummaging, but I find a towel and run warm water over it. I clean myself up, then return to the bedroom to clean him off too. I toss the towel in a nearby laundry bin and climb back into bed.