The first push inside him is overwhelming. He's tight and hot around me, and the expression on his face, eyes closed, mouth parted, is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I go slowly, inch by excruciating inch, until I'm fully seated inside him.
"Are you okay?"
Oh god, this feels…
His eyes open, dark and dazed. "Change the angle... yesss... god, there, there, oh god, fuck me harder."
Obeying, I adjust until I find the angle and rhythm that has him making pornographic moans I'll be hearing in my dreams for weeks. His legs wrap around my waist, pulling me deeper with each thrust.
"How's this for following directions?" My voice is rough.
"Perfect," he gasps, reaching up to pull me in tight. "You're so— James, I've never felt— Don't stop."
His incoherence is the biggest turn-on yet; this articulate, demanding man is reduced to begging and pleading. Hitting that spot inside him, the one that makes his whole body shake. Memorizing the exact angle and pressure is the most essential thing in the world right now.
"James," he gasps, one hand fisted in the sheets, the other digging into my shoulder. "I'm close—I'm going to?—"
Without warning, he explodes untouched. His cum hits my chest and even the bottom of my chin. The feeling of him pulsingaround me instantly triggers my orgasm. My rhythm stutters as I push as deep as I can, my entire body seizing with pleasure as I come harder than I ever have in my life.
Collapsing against him, our chests are stuck together with sweat and cum as we both gasp for breath.
"That was… fuck… I’ve never—" His mouth moves against my shoulder, my collarbone, like he can’t settle on one spot. "You’re ruining me. In the best way." His fingers trace lazy circles on my back, his breath still uneven. "I swear to god, my toes are still curled. I didn’t even know toes could do that for this long."
A shaky breath leaves him, and his fingers dig harder into my hip." And the way you… god… just there, every time, like you knew." He shakes his head, voice rough. "I’m gonna be sore tomorrow, and I don’t even care."
His teeth graze my shoulder, his words muffled against my skin. "I don’t say this, okay? But that was insane. In a good way. A terrifyingly good way." He pauses, then mutters, "Fuck. Now I sound like a Hallmark card." But his hands don’t stop moving, tugging on my body. "Don’t you dare hold back next time."
A weak laugh escapes me into his neck. "The feeling’s mutual."
Ruined. Absolutely wrecked.Because now I know exactly how he sounds when he comes, how his fingers dig into my skin when it's too good, how he tastes when he's breathless and desperate.I want it again. And again. Fuck.
We lie there breathing, sticky and spent.
His fingers still, his voice dropping to a murmur. "That’s it, then." He pauses. "You’ve ruined me for all other men. Congratulations."
With the little strength I have left, I reach down to grip the condom and slowly pull out. I manage to fall to the side instead of crushing him completely. The cool air hits our overheated skin as we lie there, trying to recover.
"Well," Caleb says after a moment, his breathing still uneven, "that explains all the frat guys trying to get computer help from you. They must have heard rumours about your... technical skills."
I snort. His hair is a mess, his lips swollen, his skin glowing with a light sheen of sweat. "You think I do this for anyone who needs a virus scan?"
"Better not," he says, suddenly serious. "This is exclusive tech support from now on."
The possessiveness that hits me is new. Unsettling.Mine."Damn right it is."
After a minute, I force myself up and stumble to the bathroom, returning with a warm washcloth. Caleb looks completely relaxed as I clean him up, his usual tension nowhere to be found.
"We good?" I ask quietly, tossing the cloth aside and sliding back into bed.
He nods, eyes already half-closed, and pulls me close against him. "I haven't wanted to snuggle after sex in a very long time," he admits softly.
A kiss pressed to his forehead. "If you don't tell anyone, I won't either."
"Deal," he mumbles, nestling in tight. "Our secret."
His tired chuckle vibrates against my chest as we drift toward sleep, two grumps finally finding someone worth lowering their walls for.
Chapter 19
