Robby didn’t open his eyes as Calder’s weight disappeared. He had no doubt that Calder would return. When he did, his fingers were slick with what felt like lube. He sucked in a breath as Calder’s finger pushed inside.
“You okay?” Calder asked.
Robby turned his face towards him. “Yeah, just sensitive.” It wasn’t a lie. Every time Calder’s finger grazed against Robby’s prostate, it sent a jolt through him in a way that was almost uncomfortable.
Calder worked him open slowly, his mouth exploring whatever skin was within reach while he whispered things nobody had ever said to Robby before. That he was beautiful, sweet, perfect…loved. It felt like a dream. The most perfect dream. By the time the blunt tip of Calder’s cock pressed against his hole, he wasn’t sensitive anymore, he was desperate. He didn’t think his body would rally so he could come again, but he wanted to feel Calder filling him up. He needed to feel that connection.
Calder breached him slowly, letting gravity do the work until he was fully seated inside. He wrapped his arms around Robby, lacing their fingers together, his lips pressing kisses to the back of Robby’s throat, his shoulder, his ear. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” he whispered as he fucked into Robby with slow, even strokes. “You feel so good, angel.”
Robby wanted to tell him he felt good too but he couldn’t. He couldn’t get the words out. With Calder’s weight on top of him, his arms around him, his cock inside him, he was drowning in Calder’s touch, his scent. It was all just too much—overwhelming in the best possible way. As Calder’s pace increased, so did the sensation. Robby canted his hips, arching his back for Calder who growled, gripping him even tighter. The change in angle sent every thrust brushing against that spot inside Robby that made him feel like a live wire. “Oh, fuck. Oh, do that again. Harder. Please.”
Calder groaned, his legs forcing Robby’s wide so he could drive into him with the force Robby demanded. “Is this what you want, baby?”
“Yes. Yes. Please. Please. Please,” Robby sobbed, burying his face in the pillow as Calder fucked him with a ferocity Robby had never thought anybody could ever feel for him.
“Christ, I’m gonna come. Fuck.”
Suddenly, Calder’s weight seemed to disappear. “No,” Robby cried. “I want you inside me. I want to feel it.”
Calder froze above him. “Are-Are you sure, angel?”
“Do it. Please.”
Calder’s fingers threaded into Robby’s hair, twisting his head back for a kiss, thrusting his tongue into his mouth in time with his cock driving into Robby’s body. Robby was certain his heart was expanding until it was too big for his chest. Would it always feel like this?
Calder thrust hard two more times before his hips stuttered and he gave a guttural shout. He bit down on Robby’s shoulder as he emptied himself into him. Neither of them moved right away. Calder was softening inside him and they were both sweaty, but Robby didn’t care. “Wow,” he managed breathlessly.
Calder nodded against his shoulder. “Yeah. Wow. I think we’re probably going to need another shower.”
“I feel like we’re going to need a crime scene clean up crew,” Robby teased.
“‘Cause I murdered that ass?” Calder teased.
Robby groaned. “Ugh. Why are you like this?”
“I don’t know, but you fell for me, so what does that say about you?” Calder challenged.
“You fell for me too,” Robby countered before realizing what he said. His heart seized in his chest as he waited for Calder to deny it, even though he’d just said it not an hour ago.
“Yeah, well, falling for you was easy, angel.”
Robby flushed, burying his grin in the pillow. He didn’t think he’d ever been this happy before in his entire life, and for once, it didn’t feel like he was waiting for the other shoe to drop. At least, not yet.
“Sit down, angel. You’re going to wear a path on the carpet.”
Robby spared a glance at Calder before resuming his circular pacing around the conference room table, chewing on his thumbnail as he walked. Rebecca was late—by a whole forty minutes—and Robby seemed to have convinced himself that the girl wouldn’t show. That he’d managed to spook her with a simple voice message. Calder wasn’t so sure. The girl had been desperate enough to contact Robby, even knowing all eyes were on him right now. While a cult in the middle of Nowheresville, Kentucky probably didn’t pay the news much mind, Robby’s father had spies everywhere, and Calder had to believe that the man wouldn’t be happy to know his daughter had abandoned her husband.
When Robby wandered close enough, Calder snatched the back of his hoodie and tugged him into his lap, wrapping his arms around the boy’s narrow waist. He wiggled uselessly for a minute, attempting to free himself from Calder’s grasp before finally giving up, sagging against him, defeated. “What if she doesn’t come? What if she’s scared to come here? What if something happened to her because of me?”
Calder shook his head. “How could this be your fault, angel? You’re just caught up in something we haven’t quite managed to unravel. But we will.”
The elevator dinged, announcing another arrival. Robby jerked his head in the direction of the door, deflating as he saw Connelly leave the elevator and head to Linc’s office. He dropped his head in defeat, but Calder watched as a girl followed him off the elevator. Her dark blonde hair peeked out from under a Dodgers baseball cap that did nothing to hide her hollow eyes and sunken cheekbones. She also wore a Dodgers hoodie with her ill-fitting jeans, like she’d had to shop at a kiosk outside the stadium. That had to be her. He nudged Robby. “Look who’s here.”
Robby’s head shot up just as the girl looked towards the glass conference room and spotted Robby sitting in Calder’s lap. Robby rocketed to his feet, hurrying to where she stood. “Rebecca.”
“Obi?” she cried, running into his arms. They hugged each other tightly in the middle of the office.
The siblings clung to each other, unaware of the curious looks they received from the others in the office. Calder stood, aiming to lead them into the conference room where there was slightly more privacy. When Robby saw him standing beside him, he gave him a wet smile. “Rebecca, this is my… This is Calder.”
