When my gaze returns to Cal, he’s shifting on his feet. “Don’t be mad.”
“Explain yourself. Now.” My arms cross in front of my chest and widen my stance as I wait for him to answer.
He shrugs and points at the box on the shelf. “Why didn’t you tell me there are other toys?”
“Get out of there.”
He rolls his eyes and walks over to the bed before flopping down on the edge. His eyes go from me to the damn toy still in my hand, then back to me, that damn puppy dog look covering his face.
“No.”
He spreads his legs open and starts rubbing his cock over his pants. “Please.”
“You didn’t answer my question.”
“I talked to Devon earlier about . . . what I saw last night, how he likes to be spanked.” His hand grips his length, the outlinenow prominent through the material. “You know, since I hate it and stuff. I mentioned the vibrator but said you hid it. So, we decided to find it.”
I step closer. “And what, you were going to have him use it on you?”
Cal springs up, face in shock. “No! Why would you think that?”
He crosses the distance between us, then pushes his chest against me. “I was going to hide it under the pillow and get you to use it on me later. Maybe . . . I don’t know . . . use it on you too. If you liked it or something.”
Ah, fuck.
I brush my thumb across his lips before pushing it into his mouth and, like a good boy, he sucks it instantly.
Let him lead.
“If we do this, you can’t run. I won’t come back from it if you do.”
He lowers my hand with his and stands on his tip toes to brush a soft kiss across my lips. “Promise. I won’t run.”
I grunt and give a curt nod. “What do you want me to do?”
Cal blinks a few times, brows pinched together.
“You call the shots. But . . . if it gets too much, say RED and I’ll stop. Won’t push if you say that, okay?”
“Um . . . okay.” His teeth sink into his bottom lip as he stares at my chest, then looks up at me. “I want you to use the vibrator . . . and your dick at the same time—like last time.”
I swallow hard, fingers coiling tight around the toy. Of course he has to throw out the one thing every bone in my body refuses to do.
He takes my wrist and lifts it, the toy rising between us. As our eyes stay connected, he licks a line up the shaft of the vibrator, then sucks on the round head.
“Jesus. Fuck, Cal.”
Giving me a wink, he turns, then removes every stitch of clothing before swiping the lube from the nightstand, then crawls onto the bed, his ass facing me. He proceeds to work himself open, looking over his shoulder and arching his back.
“Tempting little slut aren’t you.”
He blushes hard, then starts to fingerfuck himself for me. Give this kid an inch and now he’s putting on the most lewd show I’ve ever seen. And fuck if I don’t reach down and squeeze my cock.
After removing my clothes, I climb onto the bed between his legs, taking his lubed hand and wrapping it around my cock. “Get me ready. And . . . since you like to spy on others . . . I’m keepin’ the door open.”
He whimpers, his fingers tightening around my length as they move up and down.
While he wets my cock, I lube up the vibrator. “Greedy for cock, Little Fawn?”
