บท 19: Chapter 19

Caleb’s tongue moved constantly as his hands grabbed Lucas’ ass, holding him close, urging him to thrust. Lucas had never in his life experienced anything so incredible. Warm, wet heat encased his throbbing dick, and it felt exquisite. Lucas tried to fight it, but the desire and need overwhelmed him, and he thrust—once, twice, three times—before he exploded down Caleb’s throat.

“Fuck! Fuck, yes. Caleb!” His knees buckled, but Caleb’s strong arms held him steady until he could stand on his own.

Caleb rose and kissed him hard. Lucas tasted himself on Caleb’s lips and it did something to him. “That was incredible,” he admitted.

Caleb looked at him and grinned. “It was. It definitely was.” He reached for their shirts, then tossed Lucas’ to him. “You taste amazing,” he added with a wink.

“But…what about you?”

Caleb grinned wider when he put on his shirt. “Baby, the taste of you on my tongue, and hearing your cryout when you came, had me shooting in my jeans.”