I feel Caulder’s tongue flick against the head of my dick. I twitch and shiver. Yes! Honestly, I don’t give a fuck if he just holds on. I want him to come down my throat while I stretch this sexy ass wide open for me.
He shivers when I start to rub his hole again and groans around my cockhead when I press a finger inside. I’m not sure he even realizes he has my dick in his mouth.
I shimmy his body down a little more, giving myself better access to his ass and work a second finger inside. Now he’s moving for real. Fucking into my mouth. Bucking back against my fingers.
Caulder groans low and deep when I work a third finger in, his pelvis presses down hard to my face, shoving his generous dick deep into my throat. He’s sucking on me hard, working himself through the burn of my fingers in his ass, making my head spin.
He really likes three fingers, though. He’s fucking my mouth with a mad drive. I don’t think it’s conscious. Not the way the noises leave his throat, or the way he alternates sucking on me and burying his face in my crotch as he moans loudly.
The way this man gets lost in pleasure nearly undoes me. Thankfully, he comes before I do. He tries to warn me. Though he doesn’t manage to take my dick out of his mouth, so it’s just a bunch of nonsensical sounds. His hips jerk down hard, driving his cock in deep. The way his dick pulses in my throat is glorious. Even if I’m practically sobbing with the need to breathe.
I drive my fingers in deep, curling them and rubbing him intently. Driving his orgasm on, making him cry out and grind into my throat.
Somehow, I manage to hold onto consciousness until he’s done and roll his sexy ass over so I can gasp for breath. My muscles shake as I pull myself up and straddle his hips, rubbing my balls on his wet dick while I furiously rub myself.
I spray all over him as Caulder looks at me with sexy, dilated eyes. Immediately, his hands come up to his chest after my first shot, rubbing it into his skin. Moisturizing himself like it’s lotion. The sight sends another jolt through me, and I unload more.
Once I squeeze every single drop out of me, my hands join his as we rub my cum into his skin until he’s just a sticky mess. Then I collapse on top of him, our mouths clumsily coming together in a kiss that’s barely more than mouths knocking together.
He rolls us, blanketing my body with his.
“I didn’t think it could get better,” he stammers between pants. “Fuck, Lo. The way you make me feel.” He ends on a groan, his hand sliding down my back until he reaches my ass.
I’ve come to realize he’s definitely an ass man. He loves to grip my ass cheeks tightly. Which he does now. Digging his fingers in and pulling my body harshly to his. He groans, low. Raspy.
I suck on his neck, trying to be mindful not to suck too hard. He still tastes like soap, but there’s also the heavy tang of sweat and cum. Tasting myself on him is intoxicating. I’ve washed him in my release. There’s nothing sexier than that.
“All night,” I murmur. “You’re going to have to sleep on the plane.”
“Mmm,” he answers. “As long as you don’t stop touching me until the last possible minute.”
I don’t plan on it. He’ll be lucky if I don’t climb in his gear bag so he can take me home with him.
CHAPTER 25
CAULDER
“Haines,”Coach Melvin calls.
I look up from where I’m pulling my pants up. “Yes, Coach?”
“My office when you’re dressed, please.”
“Yes, Coach.”
“What did you do now?” Creed teases.
I shrug. “Nothing.”
“Probably just a charity thing or something,” Ethan says.
Because I haven’t done anything that would get me in trouble, I don’t worry about it as I dress. There’s a message on my phone from Lo, but I’ll save that until I get in my car. I can’t remember the last time I got out of a practice or a game when I didn’t have a message from Lo. I think I’d be irrationally devastated if the day comes and there isn’t one.
“Coming over after?” Creed asks as I shoulder my bag.
I nod. “Yep. Just going to start the laundry then I’ll be over.”
“Cool. I’ll try not to let Ethan eat all the sausage.”
