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chest, licking over the hard points of his nipples and sucking lightly.
The sudden surge of movement brought a charged growl from
Caleb.
Oh, hell. Ian, he groaned. His fingers turned bruising as
desire raged.
Ian nimbly scooted down Caleb s length and gifted kisses
everywhere he could. Once he reached the end of the bed, he
lowered, wrapping lips hungrily around the tip of Caleb s cock. The
full six-foot plus length beneath his touch went ramrod straight. Ian
grinned, chuckling while he swallowed Caleb s fat cock as deep as
he could.
Shit. Caleb s breaths were jagged pants, hissed curses and
stiff jerks of his body as he succumbed to Ian s voracious attention
to detail. He left no inch untouched, no spot without kissing it, then
repeating the action to Caleb s deepening moans of pleasure.
Lying on his side, Ian managed to jerk his jeans and
underwear off without losing control of Caleb s shaft. He kicked
them free, oblivious to where they landed. Finally as naked as
Caleb, he rubbed his length along the leg beneath him, moaning as
stiff hair and skin collided with nerves.
Mm, yeah. Feels good, babe. Caleb s voice was hoarse, as
lost as he was. Ian loved the timbre.
Caleb? There was a single question in the rasped whisper of
his name.
Caleb s eyes blinked open, searching for, then finding him.
Fuck, Ian. I need it. Yes.
Ian dropped a kiss on a hip then hopped from the bed to get
what he needed from the drawer. He would have taken longer,
prolonged it for the both of them, but he just couldn t. Not tonight.
It was as though a current of hunger had become a whip of
electricity within himself. He needed the man on his bed. He
gathered that need and hoarded it, knowing he could only share it
because he loved him.
A sharp hiss filled the room when one of Caleb s hands
encircled his own engorged shaft.
Let me. A taste, Caleb asked, inching closer. Ian twisted,
powerless to deny him, then he had to steady himself with a clawed
hand to a raised shoulder when Caleb repaid the heady suction Ian
had given him, riding him from tip to root and back again.
Please, Caleb. Want in you. Need to fuck you so bad. He
was almost appalled at how desperate he sounded, at how hungry.
He couldn t remember when he d craved another so much, and the
fact that it was Caleb& He swayed, clinging hard to the thick nest of
hair on Caleb s head. Oh, fuck, he growled, thrusting. He was
tumbling headfirst into the roaring sensation.
Caleb must have realized he was pushing Ian. He gentled his
attack, licking over the tip to then fall to the bed. Blue eyes were
sharp as quartz and glowed with a tenderness that engulfed Ian.
Only and always yours, Ian.
Ian shuddered again. Climbing on the bed, he cupped Caleb s
sac, giving him a gentle squeeze to lick his entire length with the flat
of his tongue. Caleb widened his stretch, exposing his dark hole. It
quivered in anticipation.
Rolling the furred sac on his tongue, he teased and dipped
with a slicked finger, taunting Caleb s flesh, bringing his need to an
explosive pitch. Tonight, Ian felt almost driven to conquer and
claim the mighty mountain of male perfection before him. Strong
fingers clutched through and released his hair, proving Caleb was
riding the wave of pleasure.
Once Caleb was prepared, and reduced to a rumbled chorus
of pleas and whimpers, Ian rose on his knees and sheathed his cock.
Caleb, he breathed, his voice as bottomed out and raw as
Caleb s. Look at me, sexy. Caleb managed, slowly. Holding a leg in
place with a firm hand, Ian glided forward until he was at the edge
of his entrance, the final centimeter between teasing and euphoria.
I love you, Caleb Drew. I want this, and I want you.
Caleb s torso shuddered with a meaningful exhale. Love
you, babe. Black lashes fell a few heartbeats later, succumbing and
surrendering to Ian completely.
Ian melted and burst into flame at the same time at the
giving emotion and pure wanting on Caleb s face. With as much
control as he could scrounge, digging deep for the strength to not
rush even as he trembled with an unknown hunger, he inched
forward.
Ian had taken Caleb before, had pleased him but this time
surpassed his wildest dreams. The emotion, the heat of pleasure
went soul deep. He muffled his cry as he sank in and filled the man
he loved.
The man he loved. He wondered how long it would take to
get used to that.
Leaning forward he nipped at Caleb s chin, claiming his lips
with a passionate kiss when he lifted, seeking Ian in return. Slow
thrusts built into a whirlpool of heat, binding him tighter and
tighter to the man Ian claimed.
Ian straightened and looped his arms beneath Caleb s legs,
bringing him closer, able to pound deeper. Caleb s head rocked on
the bed in answer.
Fuck, Ian, he growled, gasping. Yes, there! His words
faded to a string of grunts and pants.
Ian shook his head, damp hair clinging to his forehead. His
hips snapped. His head sank to his chest and the force of his orgasm
built. Caleb, he groaned. Ian s skin tightened. When Caleb
wrapped a hand around his dripping cock and stroked, Ian s fuse lit.
It burned bright all the way up his spine, scorching nerves and
flesh. Watching Caleb whip his hand up and down his engorged
shaft, drips pooling on the tight curls of his groin in need of his own
release, sent Ian over the edge of no return.
He stiffened, crying out. Jet after jet filled the condom,
Caleb s body taking it and fluttering all around him as his own
orgasm ripped through him, splattering his abdomen with streams
and spots of white.
It took an eternity for Ian s heart to begin beating again. For
his lungs to suck air. He shivered, a pleasure-numbed body unable
to hold him and tipping him forward as though his bones had
melted. Ian caught himself before he bent Caleb in half, releasing
the other man s legs to rest on the bed. A hoarse whimper slipped
from Caleb in answer with the movement.
With tender care, he leaned over Caleb. The sense of coming
home when Caleb s hands curled around his shoulders and brought
him skin to skin overwhelmed him, and he had to close his eyes.
This was what he d waited his entire life for. He d been
scared and unwilling to change. Ian was still terrified, if he were
honest with himself, but Caleb had shown him it was worth it to
make those changes. It was worth it to face those fears and deal
with them as they happen. He deserved to be happy as much as the
next person. He loved Caleb for showing him that among so many
reasons.
Able to finally breathe, his skin cooling as dampness dried,
he nuzzled temple to temple to Caleb. Love you. He relaxed
feeling the curve of Caleb s lips on his skin, Caleb s assurance easing
his doubts a little at a time. It s getting easier to say.
It will get easier, and it will only get better.
Slipping from Caleb s body, Ian rose from the bed to clean up
and return with a towel to clean Caleb s pleasure from his front.
Tossing that as well in some uncharted direction, Ian inched under
the covers and curled up beside Caleb. A hand drifted lazily along
Ian s side until both of them fell asleep.
Chapter Eighteen
Are you ready for this, Uncle Ian? Terra gave him a steady
once-over from her side of the truck.
Even though he was sweating bullets, he said as evenly as
was possible, As ready as I ll ever be.
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