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Chapter 18

Preston

If the way he moved enticed me, the little sounds and honest reactions coming from him made me crazy. He let everything go when the pleasure started to build.

I loved the way he’d shiver and beg for more with every fleeting glimpse of pain or brush of sensation. As I teased the head of his cock, sliding my finger around the precum-slicked length, I leaned down and teased one nipple with my tongue.

Tugging the nub and worrying it with my teeth, I was so focused on the sounds he was making that I almost missed the way his cock started to throb. Easing up enough to pull him back from the edge, I licked his nub one last time and straightened, shaking my head.

“Naughty boy, you almost came.”

Casey watched me with wide, shocked eyes and blinked several times before the words started to break through the pleasure. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.”

He was so earnest and sweet.

Still rubbing slow circles around the sensitive head, I leaned in and gave him a fleeting kiss. “I know. You’re my good boy.”

A shiver raced through him and desire flashed through his eyes. He loved hearing that. I wasn’t sure if it was the praise or the word, but something gave him everything he wanted every time I said it. Flicking the button on his pants with my free hand, I roughly shoved them down as I wrapped my fingers around his cock.

Casey let out a moan and thrust his dick harder into my grip. “My good boy wants more, doesn’t he? So beautiful and needy.”

His cock started to throb again, and I knew he was too close. Reluctantly releasing him and smoothing the silky fabric over his erection, I crouched down and slid his pants down his legs. As I eased his pants over his feet and pulled off his socks, I leaned in and kissed the silky pink fabric that encased his beautiful body.

“You changed.” Where the other panties had a sexy innocence to them, only the color implied innocence in these. The damp patch where his precum had soaked the panties was darker, but the rest was a pale pink that was almost see-through. There was barely enough fabric to keep his cock tucked away when it was soft, so his erection was nearly bursting the seams of the panties.

They were beautiful.

“I…you…when I finished cleaning up earlier…” Casey moaned as I pressed another kiss to his erection before taking a deep breath and fighting to get the words out. “I wanted to make it clear.”

Oh, it was.

“It’s beautifully clear, sweet boy.” Skimming my fingers up his legs, I caressed over the silky fabric covering his erection.

Deciding to leave the panties in place so I didn’t get too distracted, I gave his length one last slow stroke as I stood. Casey was back to his lost-in-desire expression, which had me fighting a smile. Wrapping my arms around him, I walked us over to the bed. Scooping him up in my arms long enough to place him on the bed, I loved the way his breath caught in his chest as he reached for me.

It was my turn to shiver as his fingers stroked over my chest. Pulling away from his tempting touch, I took a gamble and opened the bedside drawer. Perfect. Lube sat neatly in the perfectly organized space. Everything lined up nicely, even a small pen and notebook all in a row.

Since he would’ve never understood why I found it cute, I kept my face blank as I pulled out the bottle of lube, setting it on the nightstand. Turning back to Casey, I felt my fingers itch to touch him.

With nothing else holding us back, I started slowly working at the buttons on my shirt. When it was gaping and Casey was following every movement with a heated expression that said how hard it was for him to be still, I reached for my pants.

The sexy shiver that raced through him as I slowly slid the leather belt through the loops said my sweet boy had dirty fantasies. Stroking my fingers over it just to let his imagination play out a bit longer, I took my time before tossing it to the end of the bed.

I had a feeling when he replayed that moment in his head, it would take a completely different direction. That was fine with me, but I just hoped one day he’d let me see all the things he kept tucked inside that wickedly beautiful mind.

But I wasn’t greedy. I loved every fantasy he confessed and every private part of himself that he shared with me. I knew more would come over time and since I had no plans to go anywhere, he could take as long as he needed. If I discovered something new on our twentieth wedding anniversary, I would simply wrap him in my arms and plan the best way to give him everything he wanted.

With the belt gone, I hooked my fingers under the waistband of my underwear and pulled them off along with my pants so they all fell to the floor. Reaching down, I quickly stripped off my shoes and socks and then rose to climb onto the bed.

My sweet boy reached for me as I stretched out over him, running his hands over my chest and sighing as our bodies caressed against each other. His legs opened instinctively to let me settle between them. Giving him a slow, tender kiss that left him breathless and had his fingers digging into my arms, I started kissing my way down his neck again. Holding him and kissing him earlier had been perfect, but now that we were skin to skin, I loved the way I could feel every emotion that flooded him.

I’d promised to kiss every inch of him, and I meant to keep that promise. As I kissed and nibbled my way down his neck, I let my cock rub against his balls, making him gasp and moan. When I reached his chest, I took his arms and stretched them above his head and pressed them into the pillows.

“Keep them still. You’ll get your chance to touch me later. This time, you’re all mine.” If I had to keep control while he caressed me, our evening wouldn’t last long.

He gave me a little pout that made me want to smile, but when I leaned in and bit down on one nipple, he forgot to be frustrated with me. He forgot everything but how to make the most beautiful begging noises. With each nibble, he’d cry out, and with every tug of my lips, he’d moan. It was perfect.

When I knew he was almost too sensitive, I released his now-tender nipple and gave it a gentle kiss. Casey sagged down into the bed, catching his breath as I chuckled, but when I leaned over and teased the other with my teeth, he made a desperate sound.