Page 101 of Sins of the Flesh
I pull off his cock to grab the lube.“What was it you whined in your breathy voice, ‘nooo don’t leave.’”
He does a terrible impression of me, “I don’t sound like that.”I slap his chest while he chuckles.
I lube up my fingers and take his cock back into my mouth pushing a finger inside of him.I haven’t been inside Caleb since that first time and I am desperate to feel him around my cock again.
He groans lightly until I graze his prostate, "Fuuuuuuck!I forgot how amazing that is.”He groans.I grin on his cock, sliding a second finger in.His moans and pants are getting louder as he writhes beneath me.
“Angel, now pleeease, I need you now.”He whimpers, and I nearly lose it.I love making my sexy man fall apart.
I crawl up his heaving chest.His eyes are glazed, his face flushed as he tangles his fingers in my hair and pulls me to him, claiming my mouth.I reach down and position my cock at his entrance pushing into the tight space.
He grunts into my mouth as I push in halfway.“God your ass is tight baby.”I moan.
“Y-yea and your fucking cock is huge.”He pants.
“Is it?”I ask breathlessly, grinning.
“Just fuck me you tease,” he growls clutching both of my ass cheeks in his big hands and forcing me all the way in.We both let out cries of pleasure.
I hold my breath to calm the orgasm already threatening to end this.“Problems baby?”He smirks.
“Oh shut up you ass.”He knows what he did, he grins widely.
I start to move slowly, and angle my hips, the smile melts from his face as it goes slack and he groans.Who’s laughing now, I smirk.
The tight heat of Caleb's body boils my blood.His fingers dig into my hips as I build a steady rhythm."Oh fuck, Angel," he whimpers, his head thrown back.I lean down to kiss and suck at his exposed neck.
"You feel so fucking good Husband," I pant against his skin."So fucking tight for me."Caleb whines and wraps his legs around my waist, changing the angle.
When I thrust this time, I nail his prostate and he cries out sharply."Right there!"He gasps."Yesssss!Don't stop!"
I pick up my pace, pounding into him relentlessly, brushing his prostate over and over.The sounds of our lovemaking echo through the empty Church, skin slapping against skin, breathless moans and grunts.
"I'm close," he pants."So fucking close..."I reach between us to stroke his cock in time with my thrusts.Caleb arches off the bed, muscles clenching around me as his cock bursts spurts of cum all over his chest and abdomen.
The sight of him coming apart beneath me sends a rush to my head and my release hits me hard.“Oh fuck, oh fuck.”I cry out, burying my face in his neck.Thrusting until my balls are empty.
We lay there for several minutes, catching our breath.Caleb's fingers trace lazy patterns on my back as I nuzzle into his neck, placing soft kisses along his jaw.
"That was..."Caleb trails off."Yeah," I agree with a chuckle."It really was."
I lift my head to look into his eyes, still dark with desire."What, no tears?"I ask.Caleb laughs, cupping my face in his hands."I love you."
CALEB AND I are buzzing around the kitchen preparing Sunday dinner.In about an hour, everyone will be here: Ally and John, Josh and his partner, Ashley and her husband Ken, Mom and Rodney, and Mason and his significant other, who was a huge surprise, but that's another story.
As I chop vegetables for the salad, I can't help but steal glances at Caleb.He's stirring a pot of his famous chili, his brow furrowed in concentration.Even after all this time, the sight of him still makes my heart race.
"What?"He asks, catching me staring.
"Nothing," I say with a grin."Just admiring the view."Caleb rolls his eyes but I can see the hint of a blush on his cheeks.
"You're incorrigible," he mutters, but there's no heat in his words.I set down my knife and move behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist."You love it," I murmur, pressing a kiss to the nape of his neck.
Caleb leans back into me with a contented sigh."I do," he admits.
We stand there for a moment, savoring the quiet intimacy before the chaos of family dinner descends upon us.The timer on the oven dings, breaking the spell.
"That'll be the cornbread," Caleb says, reluctantly pulling away from my embrace.As he bends to retrieve the golden loaves from the oven, I have to admire the way his jeans hug his ass.
