““Oli sneered. “Did you think I wanted to spend three days making you meals? No. Me cooking for you is just me keeping you nice and energized. I’m going to spend this weekend taking you apart.” A handful of words was all it took for Oli to give me a raging erection. I pressed my hands flat against the counter, breathless and aching and very suddenly off-balance. I wet my lips as Oli’s heavy-lidded gaze followed the motion. The power he had over my cock was a thing to be marveled at. “Would you like that, Caleb?” “Like… you to fuck me?” Please, sweet Jesus. “Or…””
