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The bed dipped, and Jack’s hands gripped my ass cheeks, spreading them apart, and without a word, his warm, wet tongue slid from my balls to the top of my crease in one fluid motion that had me crying out.
He held me open wide as his tongue traced the path over and over until I felt his saliva dripping down my crack. His tongue laved over my hole, his stubble rubbing the sensitive skin between my cheeks, and sounds of pleasure spilled from my lips. Jack said nothing, just kept at it in silence until I was rocking back against his face, my body begging for more.
He kissed over my hole, then bit into one of my ass cheeks as his thumb circled the furled skin and pressed barely inside. My hips thrust back, taking more than he wanted to give, and the pressure of his bite increased.
“I want to taste you.”
“Mmm.” Jack hummed over my hole, and he tapped a light smack on my ass. “Sit up for a second.”
The mattress dipped as Jack stood, and it took a second for me to get my body to obey my commands. Finally, I made it up to my knees. Jack stacked two pillows and lay down.
“Bring that ass up here.”
I rushed to obey, turning around and flinging a leg over Jack’s thighs. He grabbed my hips and pulled me up his body until he had me exactly where he wanted me. He spread my ass again and licked over my hole, pressing into me with his thumb and his hot tongue. My hips bucked back, and my arms threatened to give out, shaking with pleasure at the onslaught of sensation.
Jack’s thick, leaking cock bobbed in front of my face, and my mouth watered. I opened my mouth and slid down his length, taking him all the way to the back of my throat until I gagged and pulled off.
“Fuck, Cal. That’s so hot.” He lifted his hips, nudging the back of my throat again. “That’s it, baby, gag on my dick.”
He bit my ass cheek again, then proceeded to torture me with his tongue while I worked his cock with my mouth, alternating between taking him deep and lapping at the precum leaking from his slit.
My cock rubbed along the ridges of Jack’s abs, but it wasn’t enough. I needed more. Without having to ask for it, Jack’s warm palm wrapped around my shaft, stroking slowly while he continued to spear into me with his tongue. My hips thrust into his hand and back onto his tongue until I lost my rhythm on his cock and couldn’t tell which sensation I was chasing.
I pulled off his dick with a wet pop. “Jack!” I searched blindly for the lube I’d tossed onto the bed earlier, my fingers finding the tube and holding it out. “Damn it, Jack. I need you inside me. Please.”
He took the tube but didn’t pop the cap. “I know what you need, sweetheart. Hold out your hand.”
I was confused for a second but did what he said. When we fucked, it was like Jack tapped into a part of me I didn’t know existed. He’d gotten it exactly right since the first time, giving me what I didn’t even know I needed, so it was easy to trust him now. I held my hand out and heard the cap on the tube of lube pop before cool liquid dribbled onto my fingers.
“Prep yourself, Cal. Get ready for me. I want to watch you stretch yourself out.”
“Fuck.”
“Not yet, sweetheart.”
He lifted my hand to my ass, and I felt the heat of his stare as I slid two fingers inside myself, spreading them to stretch my hole.
“Damn it, that’s hot.” Jack’s hips lifted off the bed like he was pushing into my body, and I wanted it so badly.
I added a third finger, and Jack’s answering groan vibrated through my body.
“I need you, Jack.”
“Are you sure you’re ready?”
“Yes.”
“Turn around. Ride me, sweetheart.”
I couldn’t remember ever moving faster. Scrambling to turn around, I stroked my lubed hand over Jack’s straining erection, positioned him at my entrance, and sank down until my ass rested on his thighs.
If I hadn’t already known Jack was my fated mate, that moment would have sealed the deal. His dick inside me, filling me until I thought I would burst apart felt like coming home, like I was exactly where I belonged.
“Caligula.” My name falling from Jack’s lips sounded like a prayer, the syllables of my full name confirming everything I felt—that we were exactly where we were meant to be, that Jack was mine.
Slowly lifting my hips, I held just the head of Jack’s dick inside me, my hole pulsing around him, then I sank back down. The rhythm was torture of the sweetest kind for both of us, and in minutes, sweat coated our skin. Jack’s fingers reached up to brush a sweat-soaked lock of hair off my forehead before his hand stroked down my face and cupped my jaw and brought my face down to his, capturing my lips in a kiss that stole my soul from my body and wrapped it around his. Jack pulled me onto his chest, and I caught myself on my elbows as his hands roamedover my back and his lips whispered promises of forever into every kiss.
Unlike in the alley, there was no ferocity in this kiss. It was sweet and tender, and what had been fucking morphed into making love. Because there was no way I could deny the truth.
