Page 83 of Call Me Sir

“Yes, sir.”

The chuckle from him is unexpected and it strikes the right chord in my chest, it propels me to give him whatever he wants.

I grab more lube from the bottle on the table, then resume my position. Lathering my dick, I begin easing it back into him and it sets him off like a firework.

Bouncing his ass he’s riding me in a rhythm that makes my breath catch. Chills run from core down to every member in my body.

“Cole, slow your roll.”

He’s damn near breathless as he answers, “I’m the boss now.”

Standing back, I let him go to town on my dick. My hands gently caress his sides but he’s running the show.

Both hands grip the railing, in the way the city is lit, his muscles flexing are visible.

His bare skin gleaming in the gentle glow of the city lights has my heart racing in a different kind of way.

“Touch me.”

Happily.

Reaching around, I use my right hand to grab his full erection in my hand and stroke him up and down. He’s quick to start fucking my hand while bouncing on my dick and I start to get lost in the motion.

The smell of sweat and sex and coconut is swept away by the gentle breeze.

Cole’s dick starts pulsating in my hand and I let go to grip his hips and use his body to reach my climax. Within a few breaths the orgasm tears through me and Cole is moaning so damn loud and it echoes into the streets below. Not that I care as the orgasm flutters through my veins.

We’re both breathing heavy, and Cole pulls off my softening dick.

So much for tearing into him all night.

Gently he grabs my hand and beams up at me with gentle, hazel eyes. Pulling me inside, I pick up the lube and shut the door and follow his lead.

A minute later we’re lathering our bodies under the hot water.

No more words are spoken for the night as we rinse each other, hands surveying each other and removing suds.

After drying off, Cole tugs on an oversized black and gray shirt and nothing else. The shirt lands right at mid thigh.

Jealousy stirs in my chest as he hands me boxers and a fitted white tee. I accept them and put them on.

The underwear are a bit tight but it’s better than being ass out, though it looks good on Cole as he tucks into the bed on his stomach in only his tee and socks. The shirt pulls up as he lifts his arms revealing his perfect round ass.

No, I tell my dick as it perks some.

Flicking off the light, I wrap my body around him and pull the comforter over us.

My childish jealousy dies down while I take in his coconut and lime scent. He’s all mine. For tonight.

Pressing a kiss to his neck, I wonder if he could be mine for more than only tonight?

Twenty Eight

Cole

Three weeks pass.

Three weeks of sunshine, sex with my boss and trying to figure out how to get Oliver’s number. Eventually, I have to ask Sal for his dad’s number to try and get it from him.

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