Free Caleb Morgan [Seven Brothers for McBride 7] by Anitra Lynn McLeod

McBride reached down and stroked his cock.
    “Do you want me to stay here?”
    “No.” Right after he said it he changed his mind. “Wait.” McBride sat up a bit and shoved the pillows behind his head. “Put one in while I watch.”
    That wicked, devious smirk that had the power to simultaneously make McBride melt and harden transformed Caleb right before his very eyes. Like the true exhibitionist he was, Caleb took his time and let McBride look his fill. From the drawer he’d gotten the greasers from, Caleb removed another bottle. He flipped the cap and poured golden oil into his palm. Rather than put it away, he waggled the bottle, and then tossed it to McBride when he nodded.
    The time they’d stroked themselves in his bedroom with lotion came to mind, but this was better because they weren’t prevented from actual contact. Still, just as he’d told the other Morgan brothers when he’d instructed them in the ways of a man with his mate, anticipation was a powerful aphrodisiac. By the time actual contact came, McBride feared his ability to last, but that concern was moderated by the fact they would be able to do this again. And again. So he settled in and watched as Caleb stroked his fist slowly down the length of his cock.
    Each pass Caleb made caused his hips to surge farther forward. When he got far too close to release, Caleb lowered his hands and tugged at his balls. McBride did the same. To tease Caleb, McBride parted his legs, giving Caleb a taunting view of dark space between his buttocks.
    “As if you’d let me fuck you.”
    “Let you? Tease me right and I’d probably beg you.”
    Caleb’s gaze became riveted to that spot as he worked his fist along his shaft. McBride knew he was close when his brows drew together and he bit at his bottom lip.
    “If you don’t get that thing in and get over here, we’re going to have to wait another hour.” McBride’s softly uttered suggestion snapped Caleb out of his sensual spell.
    He grabbed one of the gels, parted his buttocks, and slipped it inside his ass. McBride had a brief flash of his firm, pink hole before Caleb was turning around. Just like he had with the bottle of oil, he waggled the bottle of greasers. It was clear from his expression the last thing he expected was for McBride to nod. Caleb’s face lit up. Rather than toss him the bottle, he kept it in his hands and came over to the bed.
    With him closer, he was able to see the gels were all different colors. He’d heard of exotic greasers, but he’d never seen them or used them. Caleb selected one, put the bottle on the floor, and then slipped the small gel inside McBride’s ass. After a moment, the capsule melted and began to cling and coat the inside of his rectum. The feeling was surprisingly erotic. He’d never thought he would use one on himself, but now he realized how much he’d missed out on.
    “Does it feel good?”
    “It’s warm and tingles.”
    Caleb nodded. “Good.”
    “What about yours?”
    “Same.” He climbed onto the bed and straddled McBride’s hips. “You’ll really feel it when you’re inside me.”
    Intrigued, McBride wanted to flip Caleb over and get to work opening him up, but Caleb had never been a passive lover, and clearly, he wasn’t going to start now. Rather than lie back for McBride, he took control and teased McBride’s prick between his buttocks. Each pass brought McBride closer to the target of his hole, but then Caleb would lift up just enough so that he missed the mark.
    “You’re making me crazy.”
    “Good.” Caleb’s grin was seductive as hell. “I’ve got you right where I want you.”
    After teasing him to the point McBride was threatening to take Caleb out and toss him in the stocks, he finally allowed McBride’s cock to ease into his ass. Caleb closed his eyes, clearly focusing all his attention on the feel of McBride’s invading prick. McBride kept his eyes open, watching Caleb for any signs of distress. He was a big man, but