Page 61 of Wishes for August

I pushed him back, lifted both his legs to his chest, and dived down to run the flat of my tongue over his hole. I breathed in his manly scent as I slipped my tongue between the tight ring of muscle, closing my eyes and savouring each and every spark of flavour on my tongue.

“More August, I need more.”

I slowed my movement, licking lightly around the rim. Torturing him with slow, shallow dips inside. Above me, Caleb moaned and writhed, his ass pushing back against my face.

“Always so needy,” I mused, before diving back and feasting on his fine ass.

Chapter 32

Caleb

Iknew that sex wouldn’t immediately fix things between us, but I needed him more than my next breath. Talking could come later.

My body was on fire, burning up as August ate me like he was starving. I was whimpering and furiously rutting myself against his face trying to get more. I needed more. More of him inside me, more friction. August pushed one finger inside and then another, stretching me wider with each thrust of his hand. His tongue continued to work over my hole as he added a third finger. He brushed them against the sensitive spot inside me and I keened, arching my back off the bed.

“August!”

August growled against my ass then sat up between my legs, his dick hard in his hands.

His face was glistening with saliva, his lips swollen and he looked at me as if he was going to destroy me.

“I want you to ride me,” he said as he moved to sit against the headboard. I climbed over him and reached for the lube on the side table. My body thrummed with anticipation. It had been too long since I’d had him inside me. August slicked up his cock, and I took it in hand, lining it up with my entrance. In one fluid motion, I pressed down onto him, sinking all the way down until I was sitting on his lap. The feeling of fullness sent a shockwave of lust through me and I took a second to adjust to the size of him.

August snaked his hands around my middle, pulling me closer. Sharp bursts of pain intensified the pleasure as he scratched his nails up and down my back.

“You are so perfect,” he said, and I started moving, lifting myself up and then pressing back down.

“Kiss me,” I begged as my movements sped up. Each downward movement impaled me on his cock, pressing it snuggly against my prostate. My body was a sea of sensations, my nerves alive and firing off bolts of pleasure in every direction.

August pressed his soft, sweet lips against mine and his tongue delved into my mouth meeting my own. Our tongues danced together, tasting, caressing, adoring. The room filled with the sounds of moaning and whimpers as my movements sped up.

“Don’t stop kissing me,” I breathed out, reaching for my cock. And he didn't, kissing me with a passion that stole the air straight from my lungs. August lifted his knees and placed them on the bed then started fucking up into me, not breaking our kiss. Tingles of pleasure raced up my back and through my limbs, hot and powerful. I felt my orgasm build up seconds before it burst out of me with a force that had me closing my eyes and groaning loudly.

“That’s it my dirty boy, give it all to me.” His words were punctuated by his punishing thrusts. I groaned again as I kept coming, jolts of electricity buzzing through me with each pulse of my cock.

August picked up his speed, muttering non-stop against my lips. “You’re beautiful, I love you, you’re mine.” On and on he babbled words of love and devotion until he pushed up one last time and shouted out his release.

I buried my face in his neck and took a moment to just be, while my breathing returned to normal. I let August slip out of me and he tipped us both to the side so we were lying face to face.

“Love you,” he said again, his voice sleepy. I would never tire of hearing those words.

We lay basking in the bliss of our lovemaking for a while before I spoke again. Gently rubbing my hand over his cheek I spoke the words I’d been holding in for a while now.

“I’m sorry the situation with Dina dragged up so many painful memories for you.” His eyes were glossy, but he didn’t speak. I took a deep breath and continued.

“I’m sorry your parents failed you and I’m sorry I didn’t work harder to show you you could trust me. I’m sorry you spent so many years feeling lonely.” He tried to interrupt me but I pressed my finger against his lips. “Hold on, let me finish.”

“I love you August. I’m going to love you enough to fill all those years you felt unloved. And I'll never let you feel that way again. I’ll be your future. I can’t do anything about your past, but I will be your today and your tomorrow.” August pressed his lips to mine in a soft, sweet kiss.

“Thank you, Caleb. For loving me. I know I was scared, but we can make this work. Just like you said, our own little family.”

My eyes and throat burned with emotion and my heart raced as I told him the truth I had been holding back.

“I also need you to know something.” August remained quiet but his smile and the sheen of tears in his eyes were enough to tell me he’d heard every word I said.

“The baby isn’t mine.”

His eyes went wide and he sat up.

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