“I think it’s the opposite,” I grunt and he turns his fury on me. I laugh and shake my head. “Cal, you’re obsessed with her. Always talking about her. If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were in love with her.” His eyes go wide and he starts to laugh, loudly.
A few people working out next to us stop and stare. I give one guy a head nod and he goes back to lifting weights.
“I can’t stand Patience James, Rooke. I am the furthest thing from in love with her. Now, Nate on the other hand…” He trails off and I nod. I really don’t want to get into it with him today. Last night was rough, and I was hoping to just hang out with my guy. Work out a little, maybe get some food, then work out again. This time, without our clothes on.
“How about we finish up here, and get some Chinese?” I suggest, and he nods, moving back to the bag. I let him hit it for another ten minutes, giving him a few pointers here and there. When he’s finally calmed down he gives me a smile.
“Thanks, I needed that. Let’s shower back at my place then get some food,” he says quietly, his eyes full of heat. My dick twitches in my shorts, and I agree. I grab my bag and head out of the gym, right to the parking lot. We drove separately but I follow Cal to his car. He can drop me off later for my Jeep.
When he slams the driver's door, his hand is immediately on my hard cock. I groan and he gives me a few strokes through the jersey material. If he keeps this up, I don’t know if we will make it to his house. He pulls out of the lot, and takes a left toward the abandoned warehouse district. Yeah, we aren’t going to his place.
I lean over and kiss his neck, causing his hands to tighten around the steering wheel. He moans, and I run my fingers down his chest to his straining dick. I slip under the band of his shorts and touch his warm flesh. He groans as I wrap my hand around his thick cock. I bite my lip and moan as he starts to thrust into my palm.
He’s so wide, I can’t wait to feel him in my ass. It’s been a long time since I felt connected enough to let someone fuck me, and I wish he would just do it already. Don’t get me wrong, I love the head he gives me, and I love fucking his tight ass, but a switch every now and then would be nice.
He parks behind a tall building under the trees and pushes his seat back. I bring his mouth to mine and kiss him hard, groaning as his tongue tangles with mine. This is what I’ve been needing. The sex is great, but I love when he just kisses me. The connection I feel is indescribable. I keep jacking him off slowly, and I know he’s starting to get impatient.
“Do you want me, baby?” I ask him and he nods, thrusting faster in my palm. I take my hand away and he whines. Pulling back, I give him a wink as I maneuver my own seat back, ripping my tank top off, and pushing my shorts down. He flips the center console open and grabs a condom and bottle of lube. I raise my brow at how prepared he is and he shrugs, shoving his shorts and boxers down and off his thick thighs.
I help him over into my lap to straddle me, and I kiss him again. When his hot flesh hits mine, I groan into his mouth. I let him grind on my cock for a few moments as I fuck his mouth with mine. Grabbing the lube, I drip some on my palm then coat my fingers before I rub them along his crack, pressing gently into his rim. When he’s ready for me, I slip on the condom, and thrust into him. He growls out a groan that’s so hot my balls tingle.
I bring his mouth back to mine as I fuck him nice and slow. “Please, Rooke, fuck me,” he whimpers and I laugh, moving even slower.
“You want it, baby? Then take it,” I growl. His hand wraps around my throat as he starts to ride me. I grip his hips and hold him down, making him rock back and forth. I thrust up randomly as he swirls his hips in a circular motion that has my eyes rolling back. Reaching around, I grip his ass, leaving fingernail imprints on his skin. His dick rubs along my abs, and his pre-cum is making a mess. Our panting breaths have the windows fogging, and it just makes shit hotter.
“Fuck, baby, you feel so good. Clenching me with your tight ass,” I moan and he groans. His grip on my throat lessens, and I know he’s close. “Spray my abs with your cum as I fill your hole,” I grunt and he reaches down to jack himself off, exploding on my stomach within three strokes.
“Fuck,” he moans and I let go, fucking him hard until I finish. He rests his forehead to mine, and sighs. I glance up into his eyes. They are full of love, and I know mine are the same. He groans and moves back as I slip out. I grip the condom, carefully remove it, and tie it tight, then reach into the glovebox for the pack of wipes I know he keeps there. I clean myself and he laughs.
“I thought the condom would contain the mess, but I didn’t think to wear one,” he says as I lean forward and kiss him again, then pull back and look him in his hazel eyes.
“I’m yours, Cal. I love when you mark me.” He gives me a grin, then opens my door, and steps out. I watch him as he gets dressed, and I do the same, trying to hide the hurt. I know he’s mine, so why won’t he just tell me?
Chapter Sixteen
Iarrive at the house a little early and catch Patience still in the shower. She doesn’t startle when I strip down and join her under the hot water.
“You’re early,” she moans as I grip her soapy breasts and tug on her nipples. I chuckle against her neck and she shivers.
“It seems I’m right on time, baby girl,” I coo, and she melts, relaxing against me.
“I wanted to have dinner ready before you came,” she sighs, and I step back releasing her. She spins to look at me, annoyed that I’ve turned her on and stepped away, but she mentioned food.
“Alfredo?” I ask with a huge smile. She laughs and gives me a small shove before stepping closer and kissing me. Before things can get too heated, I push her away again. She pouts but nods.
“Yes, I got the stuff yesterday to make your favorite meal. So go, let me finish showering.” She doesn’t have to tell me twice. I open the glass door and grab a towel, then walk over to her room. I have some clothes here in the closet, so I tug on a pair of sweats and lie on her bed.
A few minutes later she comes out, her cheeks flushed and her eyes glassy. I growl and move over to her. “Did someone play in there after I left?” She looks down at her feet and nods. Fuck, this girl is going to ruin me. My dick is hard, and I want nothing more than to bend her over and eat her like a ripe peach, but that can wait.
I shove her down to the bed and bend her over then smack her ass three times with fast slaps. She whimpers as I pull her back to her feet. “Such a naughty girl,” I grunt as she wiggles against my cock, leaving a wet spot on the front of my sweats. “Get dressed, and maybe I’ll have you for dessert.” I let her go then walk out of her room and down the stairs to the kitchen.
I start prepping the pasta water as I wait for her to come down to start dinner. She gives me a pout when she enters the room, and I bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from laughing. She’s wearing a bikini top and tiny jean shorts. I know she’s trying to tease me, and it’s working considering how hard I am right now.
Brushing against me, she moves over to the fridge and takes out the stuff for the Alfredo. “So, what’s the occasion?” I ask and she laughs.
“Do I need an occasion to cook for you, Ki? I just thought it would be nice is all.” I lean over to her and give her a sweet kiss. Times like this when she lets her guard down, she reminds me of the girl I once knew. Before all the hardships hit, and she had to drop being a kid and grow up.
“So you have me here. All weekend. Just us. What are you planning in that devious head of yours?” I ask her as she starts to mix the cream cheese with ricotta. I watch as she steams the lobster and shrimp, then moves closer to me.