Chapter 14

CHAPTER 14

LO

I wake up groggy and rub my hands over my face. We ended up taking a second shower sometime around two or three to get the layers of sex and sweat off us. Then we started over. Feeling my skin, I think we could probably do with another shower.

Rolling over, I find Caulder lying at a slightly awkward angle. He's on his back, but looks like he'd started to roll toward me and then fell asleep during the attempt. I grin and drag myself to him.

He's just so gorgeous. I can't stop touching him. My fingers slide over his thigh toward his half hard dick, but skip his shaft to reach for his balls. I've enjoyed emptying these over and over again. I love the way he presses his cum into my skin. Like he's trying to moisturize me with his bodily fluids.

I'm not even mad. I do the same back to him.

There's no way he should have anything left. The human body is pretty amazing that it just keeps producing more seed no matter how many times I empty him. I scooch into him, bringing his dick toward my face. Resting my head on my arm, I take his cockhead into my mouth and gently suck him while he sleeps.

One of the times I woke up in the night, it was to his mouth on me and an orgasm screaming through my body. If I hadn't been so tired—and obviously just gotten off—I'd have fucked him well into the morning for that. I've never been into any form of somno but this man can do whatever the hell he wants to me. I can't get enough. And honestly, waking up by orgasm? Yeah, that's an epic way to wake up.

Caulder groans in his sleep. He shifts, and his body twitches, as his dick hardens in my mouth. I rub his balls with the palm of my hand, pressing my finger between his cheeks to get at his hole. He groans again.

I pull my mouth from his dick and lick my finger, making sure I'm decently coated in spit, before taking his cockhead between my lips again. This time when I press against his hole, I slip inside.

His lips part. His eyebrows knit. I press my finger in further and curl it, rubbing that sensitive bundle of nerves.

Caulder's eyes snap open as his body jerks. His hand grips my head, fingers tangling in my hair. His hips lurch to my face and I'm choking on the head of his dick while he chokes on his tongue.

Then he's completely out of me, and my finger is pulled free of his body. Caulder grunts and we roll. I try to roll him again so I'm on top, but he has the upper hand in this position. I open my mouth for him, giving him the option to fuck my throat.

He shivers and hauls me up before coming down on me, our mouths coming together in a rough, wet, sloppy kiss. He pushes my legs apart and fuck if I don't love him between my legs. But he doesn't rub his dick on my hole. If he didn't have my mouth completely occupied, I'd tell him to fuck me.

Instead, Caulder ruts his dick against mine. I grunt, pushing my hips up to meet him. Delicious, if not a bit rough, friction making my body shudder. He grips my hair and yanks my head back so he can suck on my collarbone. My body shudders.

I roll us and he huffs in annoyance as I straddle him. Leaning back, I spit on our dicks once. Rub it in. Then a second time. Satisfied that we're not going to rub each other raw or some shit, I lay back across his body and seal my mouth over his.

He lets me stay there, a hand wrapped around our cocks while he fucks up against me for several minutes. But he takes my hands and brings my arms around my back before rolling us again so I'm trapped beneath him. He keeps my hands locked there with one of his and replaces the hand I had around our dicks with his own.

Caulder's mouth stays over mine. His eyes wide, staring into mine, though I'm not sure if he's awake enough to really see me. He thrusts against my dick, squeezing them tightly. His movements are erratic and delicious. He's so close to coming. I want to grab him, grip him, dig my fingers into his ass cheeks, but he has me pinned. All I can do is thrust up with him, which I do.

He comes with a gasp and once again, I'm covered in his cum. I'm not upset about it. He rides against me until he's done and then pauses, gasping. He kisses me sleepily and moves down my body, dragging his tongue through the mess. I think he's going to bring it to my mouth but he doesn't. He just licks his lips before staring unseeing at his mess.

His fingers dip into it, then his palm. He rubs up my chest, over my nipple. I shiver as he tweaks my nub. Hand still covered in cum, he wraps it around my neck and squeezes a little. I'm not sure what he's seeing right now. Caulder watches the progression of his hand as he drags it back down my body to drag through his release again.

This time when he brings it up, he covers my face in it. I laugh and try to squirm away. The hand he has around my wrists tightens. Though, it's not like I can actually get free right now. With my arms twisted like they are, his hand holding my wrists together and his body weight on top? I'm stuck here. Not that I'm complaining.

Caulder's lips quirk a little. "You're hot covered in my cum," he murmurs, voice thick with sleep and sex. "You're hot anyway, but super hot in my cum."

I grin. "You can cover me in it any time, Caulder."

His hand leaves my face and heads back down. My hard, weeping dick is laying across my stomach. Slick with his load. With the rest of his release, he covers my cock. I shudder in appreciation, waiting for him to jerk me. Or suck me. Hell, he can even frot against me again, I don't care.

But he doesn't. He rubs my cock with his cum as if it's lotion. His gaze is transfixed. Hypnotized by it. When he finds the last puddle in my navel, he wipes it across my slit. Rubs it in. As if he's trying to fill my dick with his release.

Fucking Christ, why is that hot?

"Caulder," I groan. "Get me off."

He grunts, but continues to try and force his cum into my slit. All he's doing is making me drip, though. Which is counterproductive to what he's trying to do.

"You can fill me with your cum later. I need to get off."

I'm surprised when his hand wraps around my dick and he starts jerking me for real. My body jolts. I'm already so close that it takes no time at all for my cum to join his. He smiles up at me, looking along the plane of my body with a pleased grin.

Fuck. This man.

Before I actually have the breath to do so, I jerk myself free of him and roll us. Caulder laughs. He's more awake now, which is almost a pity. I love when we're both drugged with sleep. Though being wide awake is hot too.

Hell, just being with him in any way is hot.

I spend the next several minutes rubbing my cum into his body just as he did mine. But I'm more methodical. I cover him like sunscreen until I run out. Then I drop between his legs, resting my head on his thigh and staring at his half hard cock.

Caulder brings his hands under his head and relaxes under me, his legs spread for me to get comfortable between them. Since he's wide open for me, I lick my finger, making sure it's nice and wet, before bringing it to his hole.

With a smirk, I watch his face as I press it in. He's watching me too, a sensual little smile on his perfect lips. I breach his hole and press in deep. His smile climbs a bit.

"You like that, huh?" he asks. "Putting your finger inside me."

"Fingers," I correct. "You're getting another in a second."

He huffs.

Shifting, I bring his dick to my face and lick him lazily. "You hungry?"

"As fun as swallowing your load is, I'm not sure that's filling enough," he answers. "Besides, I think you'd rather paint me with it."

"Don't pretend you don't get off to it as much as I do."

Caulder laughs quietly. "Oh, I do. I'm a little disturbed by how much I like it."

I'm not trying to get him off with my finger in his hole. Just fingering him. Stretching him. Getting this ass ready for my dick. It's such a tight hole. So tight.

"It's hot," I agree. "A primitive and disgusting show of possession. We're going to smell like each other for days."

He chuckles.

I lick his cock for a minute before dropping my mouth to his hole and getting him wet so I can work another finger in. I watch his face as I do. Caulder stares back, his lower lip between his teeth. Bringing his cockhead to my mouth, I gently suck on it, flicking his slit with my tongue, to distract him from the new burn.

"You prefer to top?" I ask.

He grunts in acknowledgement.

"Do you want me to stop?"

Caulder shakes his head.

I grin. "Gonna let me fuck this pretty ass?"

He shivers, moaning quietly as his hole contracts around my fingers. I have them both inside now, but I'm not in a hurry. We have all morning. We don't need to be at the arena until after lunch. Then I'm going to convince him to come back to the room with me after the games and celebrate, commiserate, or just fucking fuck because we want to, until we have to get on our planes for the trip home tomorrow.

For now, I'm going to enjoy stretching this sweet hole. Sweet, sweet hole.

"You didn't answer me," I say. "You hungry?"

"Yes, but I'm going to murder you in your sleep if you stop right now," he mutters.

I glance at the clock. Only nine. We have an hour before breakfast ends. I can probably make it in that time. Otherwise, I'll just order us a snack, and we'll fill up on lunch before we head out.

"I have no intention of stopping. I'm going to own your ass, Caulder."

He snorts but his hips begin to rock on me. I lazily lick at his cock. Then his balls.

I start to press in a third finger and Caulder tenses. Even when I suck his dick. I pull my fingers back out slowly.

"Lo—" he protests.

I kiss his thigh. "Hold on. Don't move. Just getting some lube."

He nods and I slide off the bed to find my bag. The tube is right where I left it, thankfully, and I return to between his legs. I push lube into him with two fingers before I make sure the third is well coated and pick up where I left off.

As much as I'd love to stare at his hole stretched for me, I raise my eyes to his. Caulder's eyebrows are knit together. His lips parted. His chest heaving.

"Okay? Does it hurt?"

He nods and then shakes his head. I realize I'm asking him two different questions so I move up his body until I can reach my hand around the back of his neck. I twist him and bend him like a pretzel, still keeping his body open to me, but bringing his face to mine so I can kiss him.

"This okay?"

Caulder nods. "Yeah."

"You don't let anyone do this to you, do you?"

He shakes his head.

I nearly ask why, but I decide I don't want that answer right now. Instead, I focus on stretching his body. Sex is going to have to wait until tonight, I think. I'm just going to make him feel good right now. Show him what something in his ass can feel like.

"Suck me," he murmurs.

I lick his lips. "No. I want you to feel this. Not get distracted by your dick."

Caulder growls at me. He fucking growls. I cover his mouth with mine so I can swallow any more sexy sounds he makes. His body rocks against my fingers and I smile into him. I drive my fingers deeper, shoving inside him until he grunts. But this man finds the pleasure in it as he bucks his hips against mine.

Breaking our mouths apart, I ask, "Feel good?"

His face is screwed up as he drives his ass down on me. He nods. "Make me come again, Lo."

The tone in his voice is almost desperate. Pleading.

"God, please."

Pressing my forehead to his, I listen to his breathing. The sounds he makes. How he whimpers and whines and gasps. I fuck my fingers into him, brushing his prostate with every pass. He's going to like my dick. I can already tell.

"Please," he whines. Almost sobs. "Fuck, Lo. I need?—"

I know what he needs. He needs a little help. After placing a quick kiss on his lips, I drop back down and swallow his dick into my mouth. His hands immediately tangle in my hair, his body arching as I suck him down, suck him hard. I look up just as his head curls back and he shoves his hips up and then down on my fingers.

I love that he's unsure which he wants more. My fingers in his ass or his cock down my throat. Because it's so fucking hot to see him this way, I give him both. Shoving his hips down, curling my fingers tight, I bury my nose in his pelvis and suck him as hard as I can.

He bursts with a strangled cry. His body spasms as he comes. As soon as he finishes, I straddle him, rubbing his still hard dick against my crack and jerk myself over him as his cum drips down my chin.

Caulder's mouth hangs open as he stares at me. I reach behind me, holding his dick to my crack so I can rub his slick dick along my hole.

"Lo," he gasps.

I'm not sure if he's trying to push me away or pull me closer. My head falls back as I release my load. I rub myself nearly raw until I'm done and then collapse on top of him.

We lay there silent for several minutes until I feel his fingers reach between us. I expect him to rub my cum into one of us, but instead, he brings his fingers to his mouth. I groan and close my eyes. Jesus.

"We're going to need to wash this off," I say, breathless. "Then we can start again."

Caulder's arm comes around me and he holds me there. "Not right now. I'm boneless."

"Not to be crude or anything, but I'll stick a bone in you if you like."

"That's not even original, Lo. Besides, you just got off. I know you're going to need a minute. By then, my bones will be back online."

I sigh. "Fine. We can save fucking for tonight."

Caulder doesn't answer but his fingers dig into my shoulder. Maybe he'll really scratch me up. I'd love to go home wearing his claw marks.