Their reality was just starting to hit Caleb. He had used such a device before, but not like this - not when he could feel his lover's uncontrolled need to come. Caleb knew what Corbin felt like when he was about to come; know exactly how his body tensed and the sounds he made.

Only this time, Caleb's cunt was still twitching in the aftermath of his orgasm and every small little thrust of Corbin's hips had his toes curling as he sighed into Corbin's mouth. Kissing his boyfriend was one of his absolute favorite things in the world, and he just managed to murmur a soft warning between them, "You can keep fucking me as long as you want, but I think you are only torturing yourself."

Caleb would do a good deal of torturing throughout the day, but this was a hell of Corbin's own doing. . . It was going to be a great day.