When Caleb sees the man across the bar, he knows without a doubt exactly what he wants. Jake is beautiful and commanding, and the attraction sparks between them.
Going home with Jake is an easy decision, and what follows is exactly what Caleb wants. And needs. A little something new to spice things up.
"God, you're gorgeous." His tone was almost reverent, and I fought the blush that tried to paint my cheeks. Instead, I gave a little bow and a cheeky grin. Jake chuckled and Christ, that was the sexiest thing I'd heard yet.
"Caleb. Get on the bed." Jake moved so he was standing at the foot, and pointed to the mattress. "On your back. Show me what I brought home."
For the first time, nerves tried to take hold. There was no doubt I wanted him, but being on display had never been one of my favorite things. Except Jake clearly wanted to see me, see it all, and I wanted to please him. It took me a few second to get my feet moving, but finally, I was where he'd directed me.
"You're perfect," he whispered, then whipped his shirt off over his head. His chest was defined, and a dark smattering of hair bisected his pecs. I wanted to touch, and lifted a hand, but he shook his head with another one of those wolfish grins.
"Please," I whined and that made Jake chuckle.
"We'll get there. Lube's in the drawer." He motioned with his chin.
I scrambled to get it, and when I laid back down, he was gloriously naked.
"Come up here," I pleaded as he put on knee on the mattress. "I wanna suck you."