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“Fuck.” He bucked into Jack’s mouth, another dribble of cum finding its way out of his cock.

Jack hummed, vibrating against Callum’s dick, then pulled off and crawled up his body, slamming their lips together. He bucked his hips against Callum, who wrapped his legs around Jack’s body and pulled him close.

Callum kissed Jack back, furiously battling for a taste of Jack’s cum from the back of his tongue. Then the kiss turned slow, his need morphing into something more affectionate and kind, more gracious. Jack wiped Callum’s hair from his forehead and broke the kiss, leaning back to look at him.

Callum smiled, the sated look on Jack’s face bringing him all the joy he’d been afraid of losing since Jack’s surgery.

“What?” Jack asked, lowering his head to rub their noses together.

“I feel like a jerk about what I said earlier.”

“This isn’t the time or place for those thoughts, kitten. Don’t worry about it.” Jack kissed him under the eye.

“Especially now,” Callum protested. “How could something like this be anything less than meant to be? I mean, I wasn’t the only one who felt that, was I?” He suddenly wasn’t sure.

“You were coming for almost half an hour,” Jack said with a quiet laugh and another kiss, this time to the corner of his mouth.

“I’ve never felt like that before. Like this.” He turned his head and kissed Jack with his mouth slightly parted. “Have you?”

Jack shook his head.

“You’re one of a kind, kitten.”

14

Jack

Monday disappearedin a blur of sweaty skin and cum, and Jack found himself disappointed to be up at a normal hour on Tuesday morning, dressing in slacks and a collared shirt to go meet with Justin.

Callum sprawled lazily across the sheet and stretched his legs, dragging a toe across Jack’s thigh.

“Are you sure you need to go?” he mewled.

“If you want me to stay in Los Angeles, yes.” Jack straightened his tie.

“When will you be back?”

“In time to fuck you before lunch, I’d hope.”

Callum laughed and rolled onto his stomach, angling his ass toward Jack’s face.

“You’re trouble,” Jack warned, and Callum wiggled his butt from side to side, inching backward down the bed.

Jack swatted at him, the skin on skin contact echoing through the room. Callum groaned and lowered himself onto the bed, rubbing his crotch into the sheets.

“Did you like that, kitten?”

Callum rolled over again and showed Jack his erection.

“I’m going to meet with Justin then I’m going to come back here and bury my cock so deep inside of you that you won’t know where you end and I start. Then when I decide you’ve come enough, I’ll spank you until you beg me to fuck you again,” Jack promised.

“You say the meanest things, Daddy,” Callum whined, a drop of precum sliding down his shaft.

“What are the rules?”

“My orgasms are yours,” Callum grumbled.

Jack leaned down and pressed his puckered lips against Callum’s ass then offered him one more smack.