“Feeling stronger?” Kaspian kneaded my ass and adjusted his position.
“Yeah.” I looked over my shoulder at him. “I swear, your cum is like ambrosia.”
“Ambrosia?”
“It's a Greek myth. Food that tastes amazing and gives the Gods their strength and immortality.” I winked at him. “You make me feel immortal.”
Kaspian went still. “Met, there's something I have to tell you.”
“Yeah?” It sounded serious, so I pushed off my hands to straighten on my knees, then turned to face him. “What is it?”
Kaspian stared at me, his gaze coasting over my face before locking on my eyes. “You are—” He shuddered mid-sentence, body bowing in another release. Hot cum hit my hip as Kas grabbed my face and kissed me. Two seconds into the kiss, he was growling and grinding against me. Then he shoved me away, sending me back onto my hands and knees. “I need you!” Cum shot out of him and over my back.
Damn, but that made me feel invincible. “Then take what you need.” I braced myself against the floor.
Just in time too. Kaspian made a rumbling sound that my mind interpreted as joy and, with one hand pulling my ass cheek out and the other holding his cock, slid into me. As soon as he lodged himself, he began a rapid pounding.
He was fucking me as he was coming. Again. And it was just as incredible this time as it had been every time before. More so with the hardwood bracing me. The whole experience was mind-blowing—Kaspian pounding against me, his cum filling me, and then the tingling surge through my body that took me higher and higher. But I couldn't come again. Not so soon. Right?
“Kas!” I shouted and came across the floor, breaking yet another sexual belief I had assumed was a law of nature.
Chapter Seventeen
Lying in bed, propped against Kaspian's chest, I showed him more of the modern wonders of my world. On my cellphone. I know, not the best introduction to things like the Empire State Building, the White House, or the Beatles, but maybe we'd experience those things together in person. Well, not the Beatles, but you know what I mean. It had only been a couple of days since I moved him to the Dallas house. I think. It was hard to keep track with Kas needing to be inside me every few hours. The guy even woke me up to fuck. I should have been exhausted. Instead, I welcomed every touch. I'd wake up to find myself turning into his embrace. It was getting insane.
Oh, who am I kidding? It was insane from the start. But I never wanted this crazy train to stop. I knew it couldn't go on forever. I'd have to go back to work eventually. And he wanted to go home. But I was enjoying the ride for as long as I could.
The phone dinged.
“What's that?” Kaspian pointed at the notification at the top of the screen.
“Oh, a buddy sent me a post on Tiktok.” I slid the notification away.
“Show me this Tiktok.”
“I don't think you're going to enjoy that. It's too modern.”
Kaspian straightened, pushing his back against the wall while jostling me forward. “Show me.”
“Okay, fine. But you're not going to get it.”
Of all things, it was a cat video. The text over it read, “Every two cat household.” The first scene was of a regal looking, gray, long hair cat posed upright, staring down the camera. The voice over was Russell Crowe, fromGladiator,“My name is Maximus Decimus Meridius.”
“That is a good name.” Kaspian leaned closer.
Then the image changed to a black and white cat, lounging in a box on his back, wriggling adorably, and the voice over was a goofy guy saying, “My name is Jeff.”
I pressed my lips together as I looked at Kaspian. He wore an expression of fascinated horror.
“Told you,” I said.
“Show me more.” He motioned at the phone.
“Okay. You asked for it.”
An hour later, we were still scrolling, and I realized that this was the quickest way to expose Kaspian to American culture. Not just American culture. I liked a lot of Korean guys who made the dancing shorts, so we got shown those too. Kaspian seemed to enjoy them as much as I did. Oh, and the music. He loved the music. All of it. Even the annoying stuff was new and exciting to him. I didn't dare play him Baby Shark.
Once Kaspian learned how to swipe, he took over. Every video was a fascinating facet of modern life for him to explore. Coming in for a close second on music were the cooking posts.
