Catlin's Appaloosa(6)

“Yes. I won’t do it again,” Gallo gasped.“You’re in control.”

Catlin nodded, pleased beyond reason. He slid his cock slowly out, relishing the sucking muscles massaging his dick as he moved. Halfway out, he switched directions and thrust forward. Gallo moaned under him, his face buried in the comforter.

That wouldn’t do. He wanted to hear the sexy noises his lover made. Catlin wrapped one arm around Gallo’s torso and hauled him upright against his chest.“Wrap your arms around my neck, Gallo,” he ordered. Pleasure filled him when the man immediately obeyed by lifting his arms above his head and opening himself to Catlin.“Good,” he crooned, wrapping his other fist around Gallo’s dick and slowly pumping the hard, silky flesh.

“Oh! Catlin,” Gallo moaned.

Catlin grinned and nibbled the tendons of Gallo’s neck, pleased when his new lover tilted his neck to give him more room. He slid his cock out and in, setting up a smooth, swift rhythm that used his own thrust to shove Gallo’s dick through his fist. Gallo rested his head on Catlin’s shoulder. The whimpers of pleasure escaping Gallo had Catlin’s chest flooding with pride that he could get the man to lose it so completely.

He tweaked one of Gallo’s nipples, first scraping his nail over the pebbled nub, then gripping it and twisting. Gallo cried out and his body stiffened. Gallo’s cock swelled in Catlin’s fist, and he knew the other man was close. He sucked on the sensitive flesh behind Gallo’s ear, listening to the man pant, his body shuddering as he struggled to keep his orgasm at bay.

“Please, please let me come,” Gallo pleaded.

Remembering what had happened in the car, Catlin lifted his mouth from the reddened flesh and whispered, “Come for me, Gallo.”

The scream of pleasure that ripped through the air only rivaled the intense pressure wrapping Catlin’s dick in a stranglehold of heat. Gallo’s ass muscles rippled with each shot of his cock’s seed arcing across the comforter, massaging Catlin’s dick in a milking rhythm. Catlin’s eyes widened as his orgasm roared through his body, starting at the base of his neck, working down his spine, drawing up his balls, and exploding cum from his dick.

Catlin’s body jerked, his cock flexing within the confines of Gallo’s ass as he filled the condom with more seed than he thought his body could produce. A deep desire to actually warm Gallo’s channel with his essence filled him, leaving him gasping with the intensity of the sensations. One last shudder left Catlin drained in more ways than one. The lack of sleep caught up with him, and all he wanted to do was curl up with Gallo in his arms and sleep.

He petted and stroked Gallo’s sides and chest as they both came down from their endorphin high. The other man settled almost limply against him, and Catlin held them both upright. After a moment, Catlin’s cock slipped from Gallo’s warm body, causing them both to groan. He gripped the condom and slipped it off before helping Gallo settle onto the bed.

“I’ll be right back, baby,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to Gallo’s temple.

Gallo murmured softly, but didn’t move.

Catlin grinned, liking how cute the man looked sated and relaxed. He hustled to the master bath and discarded the condom before wetting a washcloth and cleaning himself up. After rinsing the cloth, he headed back to the dozing man. He gently cleaned his lover, tossed the cloth toward the bathroom, and climbed into the bed.

He pulled Gallo into his arms, pleased with how he immediately snuggled close, resting his head on Catlin’s chest and settling an arm around his waist. Catlin sighed, relaxing into the mattress. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt so sated. His relaxed state had him immediately slipping into a light doze.

The doorbell ringing followed by a fist pounding on his front door pulled Catlin awake. He glared at the ceiling, willing his visitor away. When the pounding came again, this time disturbing Gallo, he slid from the bed.“Stay here and rest,” he murmured, seeing Gallo eye him while he pulled a pair of sweats from a drawer and yanked them on. He glanced at the alarm clock on the nightstand and read the glowing red numbers. Eight thirty seven. Just great.

He strode through the house and pulled the door open. He wasn’t surprised to find Brock at the door. His best friend and partner on the force didn’t wait for an invitation. He strode into the front room, rested his hands on his hips, and glared at Catlin.“What the hell is going on?” he asked.“I got a call from the chief saying you were handing the case over to me.”

Catlin nodded. “That’s right. Did he tell you why I chose to hand the case over?”