Page 26 of The Date
I widened my eyes and stared at him incredulously. Was he seriously going to do this? Here? Now? With people justfeet away? But at the same time, we couldn’t leave without interrupting whoever else was out there. Whoever was calling someonebaby.
Cal’s wicked grin flashed. His hand gripped me tighter. “Payback,” he mouthed. Then he lifted up on his tiptoes and whispered in my ear. “Trust me, Ash. I’m not going to let anyone see us. Iwouldn’t.”
I closed my eyes and nodded, sucking in a quiet breath through my nose. This was fucking payback,alright.
“Listen,” the same deep voice from before was saying. “I didn’t know she was coming by just then. I swear I didn’t. Just let meexplain.”
“Jesus Christ,” spat a voice I recognized as Constantine Ross. “You’ve done nothing but lie and you expect me to trust you? No more explanations, no more stories. I’m donewith…”
There was a muffled moan and then the sound of heavy breathing, the rustle of fabric and the crunch of leaves as someone shifted his weight. They werekissing. I’d bet my life on it. And it was almost unbearablyarousing.
It was all heightened with my eyes closed. I swear, I was aware of every millimeter of space between us and them, and I was trying to block out their conversation, to give them the privacyIdesperately wanted, but if I didn’t focus on their words, I’d have to focus all of my attention on the way Cal was working my cock andOh my God,I could practically feel the steam escaping from my ears, because trying to stay silent while he jacked me was such absolutetorture.
Someone on the other side of the tree cried out, and I heard a loudcrack,like a branchbreaking.
“No more,” Con said. “Justno more. It’sdone.”
His heavy footsteps rushed off, thankfully away fromus.
The other man stayed where he was. His panting was the loudest sound in the woods. And then with a “Fuck!” I was pretty sure they could hear all the way in Camden, he also stalkedaway.
Cal moved his hand from my mouth. I inhaled a shaking breath and opened my eyes. “I cannot believe that just happened,” I told him. Adrenaline belatedly flooded my system, narrowing my vision to pinpoints and telling me I needed to fuck or flee. Cal’s burning, liquid-gold gaze was the only thing I couldsee.
“You see? There are silver linings to being stuck in O’Leary,” Cal said, and I huffed out a half-laugh. There were nothingbutsilver linings, as far as I could tell. “If you ever get bored, just remember I have ways to keep you entertained.” His eyesflared.
I laughed full-out at that.Bored? I was hard as a rock, my dick was in his hand, and we were in the woods just a few feet away from an enormous gathering of all our friends and neighbors.Boredwas the last thing I was feeling. I hadn’t beenboredfrom the day I walked into hisbakery.
“I want my mouth on you,” I begged, finally peeling my hands away from the tree. “Let’s see how quietyoucanbe.”
His smile was slow as sunrise and every bit as beautiful. “Alright,” he agreed. “Let’ssee.”
He let me spin him around and shove him back against the tree with no finesse or gentleness at all. I was beyond that now. I sank to my knees on the damp leaves and ran my cheek along the bulge in his pants, looking up at him all the while. He tangled both of his hands in my hair and tugged, just because hecould.
I took my time opening his button and zipper, letting my fingers slide up and down his length and he was nearly as hard as I was when I finally bared his cock. It was thick and gorgeous andfamiliarnow, not the glorious surprise it had been last February, but there was something even more special about the familiarity.I was grateful that he’d chosen me; that all these months later, he was still choosingme.
I swallowed him down in one swift gulp and his shuddering inhale sounded likevictory.
This wasn’t going to last long. Jesus, my own cock was standing up from the open V of my pants, wet with precum and nearly throbbing with the need forrelease.
I pulled off him with a wet pop that would have given us away five minutes ago. “Fuck my face, hard and fast the way I like it.Please,Cal.”
Cal’s eyes were electric. “Touch yourself,” he told me. “You come before me and then suck me through it.Understand?”
Oh, Iunderstood.
I wrapped my lips around his cock again and let him set the pace, keeping my eyes on him even when I gagged and they began to water. Meanwhile, I worked my own cock just as roughly with two hands, fumbling my way toward release. My entire body was humming with excitement, my veins surging with love and lust andCal. Always,Cal.
I came all over my hand and probably my shorts. I didn’t know and couldn’t care, not with Cal’s hips pumping in relentless short strokes and his flavor flooding mymouth.
Cal cared though. He groaned loudly, likehewas the one who’d come, like my pleasure was his, and I lifted my sticky hands to his hips, encouraging him to move even faster, to use me even harder. He came down my throat with a glad cry that startled the birds from the trees, and I swallowed everydrop.
He pulled up his pants and sank down to sit on the ground with his back against the tree, but I stayed on my knees staring at him, shell-shocked.
Cum-shocked. Fuck-shocked.
Was that athing?
“Come here,” he whispered reaching for my face. “Come here, come here, comehere.”
