Calder lowered himself down over me, naked now, too.
My cock might not have fully joined the proceedings, but his had. Huge and hard and flushed, it hung between his legs, too heavy to stand upright.
His arms caged my head, hands resting on either side. He wasn't even breathing hard, and it seemed so unfair.
He leaned down until those eyes filled my vision again, until I had to close my own eyes or drown.
My lips parted. I didn't move.
He kissed me, long and deep and slow. His knees settled between my thighs, nudging them apart. I lay splayed like an offering, legs akimbo, arms spread out, as he kissed me, his tongue lazily opening me.
One hand lifted and found my chest, fingers teasing over a nipple. Pinching, but so gently that my flesh rose to meet him, hardening under his touch, begging for more of it.
