“Hurry, Tiger,” he warns.
“I’m trying.”
My eyes roll around in my head again from his repeated sliding over my hot spot and my hand moving over my cock. It doesn’t take long before those tingles spread. My balls are tight and ready.
“That’s it, baby. Come for me.”
It’s like his words give my cock and balls the green light. Suddenly, the pressure is too much as hot cum shoots out all over me. I cry out. I love having the ability to do that.
It doesn’t take long for Calvin to follow, showing he wasn’t far behind. His body freezes, and I feel the pumping heat of his cum through the condom.
“Fuck…” he growls. Such a sexy sound.
He thrusts several more times until he’s spent, and he falls heavily on me. His head rests on mine while my hands move to his sweaty back. I hold him as our breaths gasp over each other. He raises his head and gives me a few pecks on the lips.
I wince when his softening cock slides out. Calvin quickly grabs the condom so it doesn’t get stuck inside me and pulls out. He climbs off the bed and heads to his bathroom to toss the condom, then returns with a hot washcloth, which he runs over my skin to wipe up the cum and lube.
He tosses the rag on the floor, curls up next to me, and pulls the covers over us. I lie on my side, resting my head on his arm. His fingers play with my shoulder as we lie there, regaining our strength.
“See, vanilla is hot, too,” he says.
“When you’re right, you’re right.”
“Glad you recognize that.” I smile and take a small bite of his nipple. “Ow, hey.”
“You love it.”
“Fine, do it again.”
And I do.
Calvin rolls over to face me and fingers back my fallen bangs. His eyes stay connected to mine, looking and watching. Something’s on his mind. “I need to do right by Braeden… and you.”
“Where did that come from? You already do.”
He furrows his brow and gently shakes his head. “No, I’m not where I need to be. Dismissing the chaos since Braeden came into my life, I’m talking about mentally. I started seeing a therapist to get my head in order. It’s not that I’m all messed up, but there are parts of me that need work.”
I drag my knuckles over his cheek and down his jaw. “Cal, no one is perfect. We all need to work on ourselves all the time.”
“No, I mean regarding my mother. Every time she calls, and it’s once a week, it ends with me having whiplash from her cruelty to the soothing words that bring me back from the brink. I think… I think she’s been abusive to me my entire life.”
“That’s exactly what she’s done to you. So, what do you plan to do about it besides the therapy? I ask because it sounds like you might already have a plan.”
“I do. I want to cut off all contact with her, but not before we have a good, long talk. The last thing Braeden needs is to have someone like that in his life after everything he’s been through. It’s one thing if she does it to me, but I don’t want her to end up pulling that shit on him.”
I smile and lean forward to kiss him. “Look at you being a dad. Sometimes we have to make sacrifices for our kids. It shows the strength our children give us. Sometimes they drive you up the wall, but we would also do almost anything for them. I’d like to think they make us better people. That you’re finally willing to move forward in life without her is a good step, Cal. You’re right. Braeden doesn’t need that in his life.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. You’re a smart guy. I think you already know this.”
“True, but I like the validation you give me.” He runs his thumb across my bottom lip. “That’s not a joke. I’m serious. I think I’d have lost it if you hadn’t been around when Braeden was brought to me.”
“You would’ve been fine. I know it.”
Calvin pulls me close against him and nuzzles his face in my throat. “Let’s snuggle.”
I huff a laugh. “Okay.”
