I look back at his eyes, which are looking back at me so full of heat and want.
I want this too.I don’t know what is going on, or how I got this lucky, but it feels so damn good.
I quickly nod my head. Lifting up off of him and sitting down on his waist, I unbutton my pants and lower my zipper.
His hands rest on my waist, his legs drawn out beneath me.
I lean to the side to wiggle out of my pants and lay down next to him in only my boxer briefs.
“Take it off, baby. Let me see you,” I murmur, my hands gliding slowly up and down his chest.
His eyes flicker wide at the pet name that slipped out of my mouth. I brace myself for a teasing remark but it never comes. Instead he looks at me like…he likes it.His mouth quirks up on one side as he looks me over.
Caleb keeps his eyes on me as he slips out of his own pants. It's a sight to behold. I can’t wait any longer.
His body is incredible. Laying there, breathing heavily. His chest, his abs, arms and legs all just so perfectly chiseled.
A rush of jealousy passes through me thinking about all the times Sarah got to hold him in her arms, all to herself.
I fight against those thoughts by resuming my position over top of him, but as soon as I go to wrap my leg around him, he shoots up and rolls me over onto my back instead.
“Woah,” I gasp, staring at him over me. He sits up tall, muscles and tattoos running up and down with his arms on display. I look down as his tattooed hands rub up and down my bare chest, kneading and taking his time to feel me all the way down.
I hold my breath as he reaches down between us… and pretty muchtearsoff my boxers, then his own. Okay, enough playing nice for Caleb, I see. His dick bobs out, swaying upright as he strokes himself gently.
Holy shit. I’ve never seen another dick in real life before. I’m sure guys who play sports probably see them all the time but me? The loner at the back of the class? No fucking way.
No, this is my first. And holy fuck, is it ever perfect.
I look down at his thick, beautiful dick, making mine throb in response.
Fuck, he's big.
I like to think I’m a pretty decent size, but damn.
I can’t help but smile as I can see the admiration all over his face. My dick rests on my stomach, throbbing in anticipation. He clearly likes what he sees,and damn,so do I.
He begins touching me– his explorative hands tracing paths up and down my stomach. He’s going slow which I can only assume is for my benefit. My mouth parts slightly as I nod my head, signaling to him that I’m all good. A smile creeps on his face as his soft touches grow firm. He traces my abs, moving lower. He’s teasing me and my hips have a mind of it’s own as it bucks under him, searching for more friction. Then all of a sudden, his big hand wraps around my dick.
“Oh fuck,” I moan, feeling his rough hand move up and down my shaft. Without any lube, you’d think it wouldn’t feel good, but oh my god, it's fantastic.
Knowing that it's Caleb’s hand makes it feel tremendous.
“Does it feel good?” he breathes. I didn’t even realize I was closing my eyes until I open them up to see his face. He looks… concerned? No.Nervous.He wants it to feel good for me.
“It feels so fucking good. Please, don’t stop,” I pant.
A smile spreads across his face. Pride washes over him. “Yeah?” he asks, laying closer to me now, his dick resting between the crease of my groin and my upper thigh.
“Yeah,” I moan, tilting my head back. “I’ll never get tired of this.”
I can feel him rubbing himself against me now as he pumps me gently. It’s like he can’t help it, and it’s making me feel even hotter knowing that.
“You’re doing such a good fucking job,” I moan. I put my hands under his arms to help encourage him to move up further on me. I need us to touch more.
Our legs intertwine as our dicks connect skin-to-skin. My nerves all over my body light up at the contact, resulting in me bucking my hips into him. I grab ahold of his waist, pulling him closer.
“Good. Show me how much you want this,” Caleb breathes into my neck.
