Page 27 of Goodbye Paradise
“Caleb!” I gasped. “What are you doing?”
“Told you I wouldn’t let you make a mess. Gonna use my mouth on you. I’m going to suck you off, and swallow everything you’ve got.”
A wave of burning hot lust shot down my spine. I flexed my hips upward, because I just had to.
Caleb yanked down my underwear and moved, until he was kneeling over my body. And before I could even prepare myself, he’d bent his head down to lap his tongue against my cockhead.
My shout of approval could probably be heard all over Nebraska.
A big hand grasped the base of my shaft. Then, he began to bathe my dick in kisses. Wet, sloppy kisseseverywhere.
My hips began shaking with excitement. “Oh, Caleb. I can’t…”
He opened his mouth and sucked me down.
I never felt anything so amazing in my life. His mouth was tight and wet all around me. He gave a good hard suck. Just one. And then I was coming. And Caleb was swallowing. My whole body shook with joy. Caleb moaned and he cupped my balls in one hand and I’d forgotten to breathe for entirely too long…
A few seconds later I lay gasping for air. I draped an arm over my eyes, because I was depleted and there were so many things I could not face. Like Caleb, for starters.
“Mmm,” he said, still stroking my sac with his thumb. “You have a beautiful cock. And now I know how you taste.”
I wanted to die of shame.
“Baby, are you okay?”
No. Not at all. But please feel free to call me ‘baby’ again. Anytime you want.
“Josh?” He crept back up and lay beside me. “Didn’t you like it?”
I peeked at him from under my hand. He was still the same, calm Caleb that I’d always known. “I never liked anything more,” I admitted. “But we shouldn’t have done it.”
Maybe another man would have gotten mad. But Caleb just reached up a hand and pushed the damp hair off my forehead. “I wanted to wait until we were somewhere more… secure,” he said. “But I’m not going to feel guilty about this. And I hope you won’t, either.”
I squeezed my eyes shut. “It’s a sin.”
“No,” he whispered, still stroking my face. “Hurting someone is a sin. Did I hurt you?”
“No.”
“Does this hurt someone else? Are you going to marry a woman, Josh? Am I keeping you from that?”
“No,” I sighed. It was funny, but I’d always known I wouldn’t marry a woman. A wife would never be found for me at Paradise. And not once had I felt bad about it.
“I know it hasn’t even been forty-eight hours,” he said quietly. “It’s going to take you a while to leave that place behind. I’m sorry. I should have waited. I’m just so tired of holding it all at bay.”
I really didn’t want him apologizing to me. I reached up, circling him in my arms, pulling him down beside me. “I love you.” I could say that without guilt. Because loving someone wasn’t a sin. Other things… sure. But love could never be a crime.
“Aw,” he whispered, curling into my body. “I love you, too. So much. That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you. Except I sucked your dick instead.”
Pushing my face into his neck, I laughed. He kissed me on the ear. Then he nibbled my jaw. “Hang on a second,” he said, sliding off the bed. I heard him fumbling around in the backpack. He took out the water bottle and gulped some of it down.
“I expect you’d need that,” I muttered.
He tossed the bottle down and put a knee onto the little bed, looming over me. Then he put his wet mouth onto mine and kissed me long and hard. “Gonna be a lot of work, getting you over all your hang-ups,” he said. “But I’m just the man for the job. Now move over some.”
I rolled onto my side, facing the wall. He curled his bigger body around me, which felt ridiculously good. I pressed back against him, looking for even more contact. But then his very hard cock ended up between my ass cheeks.
He pushed his hips against me once, then groaned. “Okay. That’s a game for a different day.” Then he settled onto his back instead.
