Page 58 of Never Will I Ever

Especially when the first instinct that hits me is to lean forward and taste it.

Absolutely deplorable!

I’m not sure if the alcohol is muddling my thoughts or if the lust flooding my system is too potent to fight, but either way,Shame’s voice is instantly drowned out. Gone before the venom could spread, swept away by the aching want sinking its fangs into me deeper than my shame ever could.

Kaleb’s palm wraps around his length, his attention still locked on my face as he begins stroking himself. With his free hand, he slowly pulls open the desk drawer beside his bed and retrieves a bottle.

Lube.

He pops the cap open, and all the air in my lungs disappears when he pours the liquid over my length, covering me with it. My fingers grip the comforter beneath me, the cool sensation sending another sinful zap of electricity through my body.

Jesus Christ, how the fuck am I this turned on?

He’s barely touching me, and I’m already set to detonate.

“I need you to tell me when to stop,” he whispers, drawing my attention back to his face. “Can you do that for me?”

“Yeah,” I manage to choke out with a nod. “I can do that.”

As if that’s all he needed, Kaleb releases his cock and lowers himself back down, covering me with his body. He captures my lips again, but in a kiss slower than the last. Less frenzied and more controlled as he grinds and rolls his hips against mine.

I’m on fire at every point where our skin meets, but the feeling of his bare cock bumping and sliding along mine might be my undoing. Well, that’s until he shifts his weight to one elbow, reaches between us, and wraps his palm around both our lengths.

“Oh shit,” I groan into his mouth before sealing my lips back to his.

The feel of his warm skin against mine is everything my fantasies have been made of. For years now, even if his face wasn’t the one attached to it until recently.

And forhimto be the one giving this to me? After everything? It’s bringing out so many feelings, I couldn’t possibly unpackthem all while his fist is wrapped around us.

Breaking the kiss, Kaleb’s mouth carves a path along my jaw before dipping to my throat. I’m on fire everywhere he touches me, lost in the pleasure and relishing the burn created by his skin on mine.

And, damn, I want more.

I wanna be consumed in flames.

My hands are everywhere after that; sliding up his back, gripping his shoulders, snaking into his hair. Anywhere I can touch him, I do, exploring and mapping his body while he takes us closer to the edge.

“You feel fucking amazing,” Kaleb utters, his breath hot against my skin before he pulls back. I can tell his control is slipping from the way his eyes have taken on an animalistic gleam, and that’s before his gaze falls to where he grips us. “God, and see how good we look together?”

He gives us another firm stroke, and I glance down in time to watch him smear the pre-cum leaking from our tips down the length of our shafts.

The sight is sinfully erotic.

Just not as much as the filthy grin on his lips.

“Fuck,” I mutter, my balls getting heavy with the need for release. “I’m close.”

Slamming my eyes closed, I do my best to get lost in the delicious friction of his cock against mine. His mouth brushes mine, and he takes his time licking and nipping at my lips before sealing his own against them. Fuses them down to the atom while our tongues flick and tangle together.

A sharp zing of impending release hits me in the stomach, and I gasp against his lips. He must take it as a negative sound, though, because he quickly pulls back to look at me.

“Should I stop?”

“Only if you wanna fucking die,” I pant, arching into his touch.“Because if you stop before I come, there’s nothing stopping me from burying you right alongside that stupid hatchet.”

A soft laugh leaves him, but he continues jacking us, squeezing a little when he circles around the heads. “Then by all means. Come for me.”

Kaleb’s lips trail over my jaw, peppering kiss after kiss to my skin as they move back toward my ear. The heat of his breath has my stomach tightening, desire slamming into me like tidal waves in an unrelenting storm.

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