Page 28 of Wishes for August
“On your hands and knees Caleb,” he directed, patting me on the knee. My legs were shaking as I rolled myself onto all fours, the adrenaline and anticipation vying for first place in my bloodstream.
Sinking my face into the bedding, I let out a groan as I felt his fingers brush against my entrance. Rocking back to try to push him in deeper, I inhaled a sharp breath when I felt his hand connect with my ass. It wasn't a hard slap but enough to catch me off guard.
“Hold still, Boss Man. Fuck you are so eager for my dick, aren't you?”
How long was he going to tease me? My cock was hard and leaking at the tip. I'd never given much thought to my refractory period before, but it seemed when August manhandled me, my body responded.
I felt the blunt head of August's cock press against my hole and I sucked in a breath, bearing down on him as he pushed in further and further.
A mix of pain and pleasure lit up my whole body as he sank himself completely inside me, holding still to let me adjust.
“I don't want to be gentle Caleb, you make me feel so fucking feral. All prim and put together, I want to pull you apart piece by piece.” He punctuated the last few words with hard thrusts that had me folding into the bed.
“Ok…ay,” I tried to get out but my words came out more like a choked sob, so I tried again. “Okay August.” I shuddered in a deep breath. “Show me.”
And that was all the permission he needed before he started pounding into me with his full force, his hands gripping my hips painfully. I didn't move but rather surrendered to him, giving my body up with no hesitation.
“Fuck Caleb, you take me so well. Good fucking boy,” He ground out as his movements started to falter. “I'm going to come,” he cried out. “Fuck your fist Caleb, I want you to come while I fill you up.” I grabbed my cock and gave myself sure, quick strokes. Tingles raced up my spine as I came all over the sheets. “Fuck fuck fuck you're squeezing me so tight, ahhhh,” he groaned from behind me as I felt his cock throb with his release.
August slumped down on top of me, his weight forcing me down onto the mattress and into the wetness soaking the sheets.
“Fucking hell,” he whispered into my ear. “I think I'm going to like the benefits of this friendship.”
Chapter 16
August
One of my self imposed rules of hooking up is no sleepovers. And certainly no cuddling. But we'd made such a mess of my bed, Caleb refused to let me sleep in it.
“I'll sleep on the sofa,” he'd said once we'd both cleaned up and replaced our clothing. “You take my bed and tomorrow we can ask housekeeping to replace the sheets.”
What I should have done was take the sofa myself but instead - with endorphins still running through me at an all time high - I suggested we share his bed.
“The bed is huge, you take one side and I will stick to the other, it won't be an issue.”
He'd looked at me with two frown lines running across his brow. “You're sure?”
“Yes Caleb. We're friends. It's fine.”
True to our words, we kept firmly to our sides of the bed. Caleb turned his back on me and shortly after I heard his breathing even out. Listening to the soft sighs he made from beside me, I closed my eyes and followed him into sleep.
I woke up sometime later, my body on fire and a slick sheen of sweat causing my t-shirt to stick to me. It was only once I'd gotten my bearings did I feel the hot, hard body flush against me. Caleb was on his side, his hip against me and his arm over my lower waist. I could feel his hard cock pressing into my side and I couldn't stop the way my cock hardened in response. Caleb shifted his weight, causing his face to be flush against my neck. His breath was hot against me, tickling my neck and causing goosebumps to break out over my skin. My mind still fuzzy from sleep and mounting arousal, I pulled my head back and turned my face towards his, licking my tongue over his soft, plump lips.
We got lost like that. Touching. Kissing. Moulding our bodies together until we were both moaning through our orgasms, spilling our seed over each other.
Satiated and exhausted, I pulled Caleb closer. My body thrummed, a subtle pulse of electricity running through me as I nuzzled my face into his hair and closed my eyes. He smelled like sweat and spice and dreams and wishes and all the things I was so scared to want. I was asleep within minutes.
Waking up curled into Caleb made me feel… something. I’d never spent the night with someone, choosing instead to politely ask my bed partners to leave once we’d both been thoroughly satisfied.
“Morning.” Caleb's voice was gruff from sleep. My head was resting on his chest and I felt the vibrations of his voice throughmy cheek, along with the rhythmic beat of his heart - a beat which had lulled me into sleep like my own personal lullaby.
Straightening myself up to lie on my own pillow, and extricating my limbs from his, I looked up to meet his sleepy eyes. His hair was tousled and he had pillow marks on one side of his face. His neck was littered in tiny purple marks and I imagined the rest of his body would be too. My marks. My gut gave a little squeeze at how delicious he looked and I fought the urge to lean over and kiss him softly.
“Morning. Sleep well?” I asked, with a smirk. Last night had been incredible and even though I had no intention of getting attached, I could admit that it had been the best night of my life. The sex had been intense but it had felt so much more than two people getting each other off. I’d experienced pleasure on so many levels and the feeling both scared and exhilarated me.
“I did, in fact, sleep better than I have in a really long time. Must be this incredibly lush bed.” He aimed his beaming smile at me and butterflies took off inside me. Shit. Time to set some boundaries before my heart leads me somewhere I am not brave enough to go.
“Definitely the bed,” I replied. His eyes met mine and we fell silent, lost in a wordless moment. As he bent his head forward, his lips seeking mine, I bolted from the bed. “I’m going to clean up before breakfast.” I gestured down to my naked body, covered in dried cum, before gesturing to him. “Think you probably need to do the same.” He rolled back onto the bed with a heavy sigh before scooting off the bed and heading to the shower.
