Page 63 of The Way Home

Caleb reached out and placed a tentative hand on Jamie’s hip, thumb grazing the bone there.

“Is this what you want?” Caleb’s sultry voice stirred heat in Jamie’s lower belly.

“Yes,” Jamie breathed, cock jumping to attention. He was suddenly very grateful for the bedsheet covering his lower half.

“What is it?” Caleb leaned closer, eyes flicking down to Jamie’s covered crotch. His eyes danced, as if he knew exactly what was happening beneath the sheets.

“I—well, I—” Jamie’s brain turned to mush as Caleb’s thumb caressed his skin.

“Are you horny, J?” His lips grazed Jamie’s ear as he gaveJamie’s hip a little squeeze. When Jamie’s lips parted, he let out a soft whimper. After a pause, he managed to squeak out a little“yes.”

Fucking hell, he was so randy he might combust. He thought back to every time he came close to pulling Caleb in for a kiss, only to get rejected.

Something felt different now. In Caleb’s dark eyes, there was no hesitancy. Only a pure, smoldering longing. He cataloged every single breath Jamie took.

“Do you need to be…” Caleb’s eyes traced the flush creeping down Jamie’s neck. “...taken care of? Would that help?”

A lust-filled haze swept Jamie as his cock tented the sheets. He swallowed and nodded. If he opened his mouth, he was sure another desperate whine would come out.

Slowly, Caleb slid under the covers and settled behind Jamie, leaning against the headboard. He grabbed Jamie by the hips and settled him smoothly between his legs, wrapping his arms around his waist from behind.

“Fuck,” Caleb breathed against his neck. He dragged a hand down Jamie’s belly, slow and possessive, while the other gently spread his thighs. Jamie let them fall open, breath hitching as Caleb’s hand ghosted over the fabric of his pants.

“You’re so hard,” Caleb groaned, his own cock poking Jamie from behind. “Jesus, J. You really need this, don’t you?”

Jamie nodded again, this time faster. His eyes fluttered shut as Caleb pressed down on his erection with his palm.

“Do you have any idea how hard it’s been to keep my hands off you?” His hand snaked underneath Jamie’s pants and wrapped firmly around the soft skin of his cock.

“Missed this.” He gave it a little tug, and Jamie whimpered. “That’s it.” Caleb’s voice was wrecked with heat. Releasing his cock, he reached down and slid Jamie’s pants down to his thighs, and they both watched as his cock bounced out, smacking him in the stomach. “I missed your body, J. Fuck.”

Caleb kissed along the curve of Jamie’s throat as his hands went to work. One hand wrapped around his length and started slowlysliding up and down, while the other reached down and fondled his balls.

“Oh my God,” Jamie whined, squeezing his eyes shut. He’d never done this before, not that he could remember. He’d had a few blowjobs, oneverygood blowjob from Caleb, but nothing more than that—

“Holy shit, Jamie, you’re close already, aren’t you?” Caleb slid his hand to the tip and twisted gently, picking up precum along the way. Right when Jamie thought he might cum, Caleb slowed down, and he fell away from the edge. Over and over, he worked him up, only to tease him back down. It was perfect, everything Jamie did when he wankedhimselfoff.

“I know what you like, baby,” he rasped in Jamie’s ear. “I know this cock better than anyone. Let me keep you right here, right on the edge, for just a little longer, okay?”

“Caleb,” Jamie moaned, unable to form sentences. His hips bucked up into Caleb’s hand.“Fuck.”The deep timbre of Caleb’s voice was scrambling his brain.

Jolts of pleasure pulsed to his brain, and his body screamed that it neededmore.Caleb’s other hand gently tugged on his balls, one finger dipping down to swipe the soft skin beneath his arsehole. Jamie’s back arched on a gasp. Caleb used the access to his neck as an opportunity to kiss beneath his jaw.

“Oh God,please.”The word slipped from Jamie’s mouth, not even knowing what he was begging for. When Caleb touched the rim of his arsehole, he almost lost it.

“You’re desperate for it, aren’t you? So fucking needy for my fingers.” The words were so dirty and hot, but Jamie didn’t have any capacity to feel embarrassed. His mind spun, completely lost in sensation.

The feeling of his hand, tight around his cock, and his finger circling his hole was too much.

Caleb knew Jamie’s body so intimately—exactly how to hold him, how to touch him—and it occurred to Jamie that he didn’t know a bloody thing about Caleb’s.

Shoving the thought away, Jamie focused on how good it felt tohave Caleb’s hands on him. It felt heavenly to finally get what his body had been craving.

When Caleb’s finger grazed his hole again, Jamie’s voice broke,“Caleb—”

“Sweetheart, you want my fingers? Is that what you need?”

Jamie whimpered.Cock,his brain supplied.I want your cock.He reached back and groped at Caleb’s erection digging into his back. Holy fuck, he was so hard…