Jace obliged, knowing Callahan wasn’t the only one who was being owned in that moment. Heat enveloped him, and Jace threaded his fingers through Callahan’s hair as he started to move. They kissed, slow and languorous, matching the pace of Jace’s long and steady thrusts.
This time was different.
Jace felt it in the way Callahan looked at him, the way Callahan kissed him. He felt it in the way his muscles contracted and tensed as his orgasm built inside of him. His hips stuttered and jerked, and he stilled, his face twisted into a painful grimace.
“Why did you stop?” Callahan mumbled, his fingers gouging deep into Jace’s sides.
“Don’t want to come yet.” He took deep breaths until he was under control then he started up again, pumping his hips forward and sliding his cock in and out of Callahan’s beautiful and stretched hole.
He traced his thumb around the frilled pucker, and Callahan shivered, clenching his jaw and throwing back his head.
“I want…” Jace paused, swallowing back a list of vulgar affections he’d been on the verge of sharing.
I want to do this without a condom.
I want to suck my cum out of your ass and feed it to you.
I want to fuck you until you can’t sit down.
I want.
I want.
“What do you want?” Callahan asked.
“You,” he answered honestly.
Callahan’s eyes widened, then slammed closed. He opened his mouth and no sound came out, but cum spurted out of his cock, streaking up his stomach and his chest. His entire body seized and twitched, and when his orgasm waned, Callahan stretched his arms out and fisted the sheets while he continued to writhe around the bed.
“That’s right,” Jace managed to say, throwing back his head in pleasure. “Fuck my cum out of me.”
Jace gripped Callahan’s legs and spread him apart, and Callahan did the rest, slinking up the bed and fucking himself on Jace’s erection. Jace was so close, and he was ready, but at the same time he wasn’t.
He didn’t want the moment to end, because he had no idea what the morning would bring. His orgasm had other ideas, though, and his entire body trembled with the need to release.
Jace let go of Callahan’s legs and flattened his hands against his chest, smearing his cum around, then he hooked his arms around Callahan’s shoulders and slammed into him. Three quick snaps of his hips and he fell apart, filling the condom with his release.
Callahan let out a long and needy moan, and Jace collapsed forward, his back bowed and his body spasming beyond his control. He remained fully seated inside of Callahan until his body stilled, then he withdrew and tore off the condom. He nestled his spent cock in the split of Callahan’s ass, feeling the tremors of his hole as he settled their bodies back together.
“Someday,” Callahan muttered, his eyes closed and his cheek pressed against the sheets.
Jace tossed the condom onto the floor and rolled onto his side, taking Callahan with him. He kept his arms wrapped around the other man, his cock soft and safe between them. Jace slid his hand down and palmed Callahan’s cock, also sticky and spent, then he closed his eyes with a sigh.
“Are you sure you it’s okay for me to stay the night?” Callahan asked, long after Jace thought he’d fallen asleep. His cock was still in Jace’s hand, and Jace’s eyes were heavy, even though his heart was light.
“Go to sleep, babe.”
“Good night,” Callahan said softly, his shoulders relaxing and settling against Jace’s front.
“Good night.”
Chapter Twenty-Three
Callahan is Done Lying
Callahan woke to the sound of clothes rustling, then a body slamming into the bed with a muttered curse.
“What are you doing?” he asked, stretching his legs and pushing back so he sat up halfway.
