Page 39 of A Gift of Time
“Harder,” he begged, squeezing my ass cheeks and pulling me forward.
His request stunned me. “Really?”
Chuckling, he looked up at me. “Dammit, Jack. Fuck me like you mean it.”
Not sure where this side of him came from but not questioning it, I did as he said, groaning at how amazing he felt. I quickened my pace and gave him shallow thrusts, fucking him into the couch. He whimpered in my ear, and the sound went straight to my dick, making me harder than I think I’d ever been.
“Fuck, Cay,” I moaned and buried my face in his neck again, driving my hips into him and feeling myself creep closer to the edge.
I reached between us to grab his dick, stroking him in rhythm to my thrusts.
“Mm, rightthere,” he said, throwing his head back and revealing his sexy as fuck Adam’s apple. And then he came apart beneath me. “Jack! Oh my god. Don’t stop.”
His dick quivered before I felt hot cum coat my palm. I jerked him faster as I pounded into his ass. A tingling went down my spine and the ache in my nuts grew heavier as I reached that peak of orgasm.
When I came, I shouted and buried my face in the area between his neck and shoulder. He held me as I shuddered into him. Once I was spent, I pulled out, discarded the condom, and tugged him against my chest.
Caden kissed my collarbone, working his way up my throat and to my lips.
I returned his kiss, relishing in the sensations going through my body. And not just physically, but emotionally as well. He was everything to me, and I wanted to spend the rest of my life pleasing him.
We fell asleep that way—with one of my arms under his head and the other draped around his midsection. It was the best night’s sleep I’d had in weeks.
