“Fuck,” I groan before our mouths collide again. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?”
Evan dips his tongue into my mouth, and it catches me by surprise. I wrap my arms around his lower waist and hoist him into my grip before walking us out of the bathroom, towards my bed.
“No,” he says as his fingers slide into the back of my hair. “Show me what I do to you.Show me.”
I release a growl as I lower us down onto the bed. My knees press to the mattress, and he leans up eagerly to shove off my T-shirt, leaving my chest bare. His eyes roam my inked flesh as his hands start to explore, my skin raising in goosebumps with his touch.
My fingers hook into his tracksuit bottoms before I throw them onto the floor along with his boxers and T-shirt. I allow my eyes to sweep over his naked body and the way he’s started to get bigger with the muscles growing in his arms, shoulders, and legs.
I groan as I take him by the waist and study the small lines of his abdomen that are beginning to show through.
“Soon, you’ll have a better six-pack than mine,” I tease.
Evan blows out a breath with red cheeks. “Yeah…right.”
“Look at you,” I grunt as I suck one of his dusty pink nipples into my mouth. “Look at this body and all your hard work. Fuck. I can’t believe you’re mine.”
“Caleb,” he gasps, then shivers as I lick around the growing bud.
“So perfect.”
He arches his back into my touch, and I can’t stop myself from pinning one of his thighs back so I get the perfect view of his cock. I reach for it and give it a long stroke as he whines.
“You want me to take this ass, pups?”
Evan nods desperately. “Yes.”
“I need to prep you first,” I murmur. “If the only thing you’ve taken is my fingers, then we need to get you nice and relaxed.”
His mouth parts as I reach over to my bedside table and remove a vibrating buttplug. I watch as his eyes nearly fall out of his head.
“What’s that?”
I grin devilishly at his innocence. “This goes inside your ass.”
“Have you used it before…on yourself?”
“Yes. It feels good. Do you want to try?”
Evan’s face flushes with arousal. “Yes.”
“Let me get you all wet first,” I say as I pour lube over my fingers and stretch his legs wide on the bed.
The tips of my fingers swirl over the entrance of his asshole, and he gasps, clutching onto my wrist for support.
“Easy.” I chuckle softly.
“You’re killing me, Caleb.”
“The feeling is mutual.”
I slide a finger inside him, and he cries out. He’s tight and squeezes the life out of my knuckle. I hold my hand still as he inhales a deep breath.
“You okay?”
“Yes,” he quivers.
I slowly take my finger out and slide it back in.
