And, Jesus, was I getting hard again already? Maybe lycanthropy came with the gift of back-to-back orgasms. I pictured Jesse explaining it with his serious teacher expression and had to fight a smile.
He must have felt it, because he reared back, sitting up on his knees. “Something funny?” he asked, grabbing me around the thighs and jerking me into him.
I gasped, my dick flopping against my stomach as he pushed my knees wide. “Just thinking about you giving lessons. Getting all professorly.”
“You mean professorial.”
I rolled my eyes. “God, you’re a nerd.”
“Is that right?” Lust and amusement danced in his dark eyes as he slapped his dick against my hole. “You want this nerd to teach you something?” He gave my opening another wetthwackthat rippled through my passage and into my balls, which were filling up again.
“Shit.” I clutched the bedding in both fists and focused on not losing my mind.
He laughed softly as he pressed my knees to my chest, folding me in half. “How about I show you something instead?” He leaned over and pulled a bottle of lube from under the pillows. He drizzled about half of it over his dick and onto his hands.
“Do you buy that in bulk?” I asked, keeping my eyes off his cock, which suddenly looked way bigger than I remembered. “Maybe one of those warehouses where they sell five-dollar rotisserie chicken?”
“Such a brat,” he murmured, slicking his shaft before rubbing a liberal amount of lube around my hole. He laid it on thick, getting me all messy, his slightly raised brow daring me to bitch again. After a second, he fingered some inside me, and I bit my lip hard as the slick sounds joined my increasingly ragged breaths. Lube slid down my crack. Coated my nuts and smeared my inner thighs. He added another finger and pressed deeper, stroking my walls and sending a fresh round of molten pleasure rushing through me.
“Doing okay?” he asked, his dark eyes two pools of sin.
I gripped the backs of my knees. “Drill me like you’re resurfacing a parking lot.”
Grinning, he grabbed one of my ankles and eased his hips forward, pushing his cockhead inside me. His chest glistened with my cum, and his hair was mussed, a wave falling playfully over his forehead. His lips were pink and swollen from eating my ass for the last half hour. He’d never looked hotter.
He’d prepped me thoroughly, but his cock was fucking huge, and his entry burned. When I tensed, he stopped and kissed the instep of my foot.
“Relax,” he murmured. “Deep breaths, okay? Bear down a little.” At my shaky nod, he leaned over me and brushed his lips over my forehead. He kept going, planting featherlight kisses onmy eyelids, my temple, the curve of my brow. He touched his lips to the bridge of my nose and pulled back, a little smile warming his eyes. “I love these freckles.”
“Kids used to tease me about them.”
“They were jealous. You’re beautiful.” He kissed me, licking into my mouth. He was slow and seductive, every warm, slick stroke delivered with care. With reverence. He was taking his time with me, just as he’d said he would. Savoring me like I was a meal he’d waited a long time for and had no intention of rushing.
For some stupid reason, tears pricked my eyes. I blinked them away, but of course he noticed. Nothing seemed to get past Jesse van der Meer, because he moved his lips from my mouth to the corner of my eye, the tip of his tongue touching the tiny crease of skin.
“Caleb,” he whispered. “Beautiful Caleb, you have no idea what a treasure you are.” He pushed deeper, and my body opened for him, the pain melting into delicious pressure as he filled me up. My ass squeezed around him, and we both groaned, our breaths tangling between us. He pulled out an inch or so, then eased back inside, dragging another groan from me.
“How do you feel?” he asked, watching my face carefully.
“Perfect.” I was speared on his big cock, every inch of my ass hot and pulsing. And what the hell had I been thinking back in his kitchen when I’d insisted I didn’t want his dick? Because I was fully on board now.Aye, aye, Captain, all hands on deck. Ordick. Was there a better nautical expression for enthusiastic participation? Because I wasthat. Jesse probably knew, but I wasn’t about to ruin the moment with questions about idioms. Still, it seemed selfish to keep my epiphany all to myself, so I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him deeper. His shaft nudged my gland, and I groaned as another riptide of raw pleasure frazzled through me.
He dropped his head forward, his broad shoulders trembling. “Dammit, Caleb, you can’t move like that.” A muscle twitched in his jaw. “I’ll come.”
“I want you to.” I hooked my ankles in the small of his back. “I want your cum dripping out of me all night.”
His growl shook the bed. In one of his blurry, inhuman moves, he pinned my arms above my head, and then I had over six feet of aroused werewolf looming over me, his cock lodged so deep inside me I thought I might choke on it. His eyes were bright yellow as he started to thrust, driving his dick into me and jostling the bed.
“You’re going to be a greedy boy all the time, aren’t you?” he demanded. “Batting those pretty eyelashes and stealing my seed. And you’ll get away with it, sweetheart, because I can’t fucking resist you.” He fucked me harder, his fingers tight on my wrists and his balls slapping mine. “I take one look at that plump mouth and I want inside. Now that I know how good your hole feels around my dick, it’s over for you, honey. You’re going to get bent over every surface in this house, and then we’re going to start all over again. I’m going to keep this hole busy, college boy. Keep it in my bed so I can eat it and fuck it whenever I want.”
Damn him with the dirty talk. The forbidden turns of phrase. It was even hotter knowing he was older. A former soldier. Ateacher. So many layers of wrongness. I wanted to peel them back, uncovering new layers of feverish humiliation until I reached the center—and then start over because I couldn’t get enough. I unlocked my ankles and drew my knees to my shoulders, putting my whole ass on display.
“Yeah,” he grunted. “Spread for me, baby. Jesus, you feel so good.”
“Want to touch you,” I said, tugging at his grip on my wrists. He released me, and I dragged him down for a kiss. He plundered my mouth as he plundered my ass, snapping his hipsas I thrust up to meet him. We were fucking too hard to hold the kiss, and we ended up sort of biting and licking at each other like a pair of animals.
Without warning, he pulled out and flipped me onto my stomach. Then he hauled me onto my knees and thrust into me from behind. The new angle had his fat dick nailing my prostate like a bullseye, and I bellowed into the mattress.
“Fuck!” I reached for my flailing cock. “Fuck, Jesse, I’m gonna come!”
