Page 95 of The Way Home
“Christ, Caleb.” The words came out as more of a breathy sigh than a sentence. Their cocks were grinding shamelessly against each other now, both ready for round two.
“What do you think, J?”
“Wh-what do I think?”
“Well…” Caleb pressed the tip of his finger in, rewarded with a sweet rock of Jamie’s hips and an arched back. “Want my cock tonight?”
“Oh, God.” Jamie’s dick twitched against Caleb’s stomach.Reaching between them, Caleb wrapped a palm around Jamie’s shaft, the other hand setting a gentle rhythm as he fingered him.
“Right there,” Jamie squeaked as Caleb worked up a steady pace. The manlovedto be fingered.
The night turned into a slow exploration of how many noises Caleb could pull from Jamie’s lips. How long he could keep him on the edge before he came.
It was his favorite game, one they both enjoyed, and it felt so fucking good that Jamie was eagerly asking Caleb to try new things.
By the time they had both finished a second time, Jamie was completely wrung out. He lay face down on the bed, two red marks on his ass cheeks where Caleb had been squeezing while fucking him. Satisfied from his own orgasm, Caleb leaned down and softly kissed his cheek.
“Gortaclenumph,” Jamie mumbled into the pillow.
Caleb chuckled and kissed his shoulder. “What was that, love?”
Jamie turned his head to the side. “Gotta clean off.”
“Mmm,” Caleb hummed. He reached his thumb forward and gently caressed his hole, earning a soft whine from Jamie and an attempt to swat his hand away. “I’ll clean you up, baby.”
Jamie still hadbasically no clue what he was doing in bed. To the best of his ability, he was just sort of guessing at what Caleb liked. Christ, he hoped it had been good and that he hadn’t acted like a complete novice…
“I leave you alone for two seconds, and you’re already overthinking.”
Jamie hadn’t even noticed Caleb return with a wet cloth until he was leaning over him with a grin. “Stop that,” Caleb said, kissing his temple.
“How could you tell I was overthinking?” Jamie propped his head up with both hands behind it. Caleb’s eyes traced the backs of his arms, twinkling, before returning to the task at hand. The wetcloth dragged along Jamie’s abdomen and down his leg. Extremely gently, Caleb wiped the lube and come from Jamie’s crease.
“Because when you overthink, you look like this.” He scrunched his forehead dramatically and stared down at his nose, only managing it for a moment before cackling and sliding back into bed, wrapping his arms around Jamie again.
“I do not!” Jamie gave a playful slap to Caleb’s arm before realizing it was his injured one. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry.” He turned in Caleb’s grip and kissed the scars on his shoulder. “Is your arm alright?”
Swiping one of Jamie’s curls out of his face, Caleb smiled. His hands splayed over Jamie’s bare back, sliding up and down soothingly. “Every single part of me is amazing now that I’m holding you.”
Heat rushed to Jamie’s cheeks, and he bit his lip. It felt like cheating at life, getting to have sex with Caleb andalreadyhaving his affections. In so many ways, he felt like he still hadn’t earned them.
A buzz sounded from the nightstand, and Caleb’s face fell. “Sorry, I really need to turn that off.” Without moving, he let it buzz and nuzzled into Jamie’s neck.
“You really do love my neck, don’t you?”
“It’s perfect and soft and smells like you,” Caleb said, voice muffled. Kissing the side of it, Jamie could feel his smile. “It is mysecondfavorite part of your body.”
Jamie frowned. “Is the first my penis?”
A snort vibrated against his skin. “No. Your smile, you idiot. But, come to think of it, I do like your dick a whole lot. It’s perfect and looksamazingin my mouth—”
“Caleb!”Jamie squirmed until Caleb finally lifted his head, grinning down at his lips. “See, there’s that smile.” His finger traced Jamie’s dimples.
The buzzing started again.
A flash of something crossed Caleb’s face, but when another buzz sounded, it was quickly replaced by annoyance. “Fucking hell.”
“Are you sure you don’t need to get that?”
