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“Don’t worry.”
My ass did feel a little used—more than a little—but it’d been more than worth it. I wanted to do it again, for a longer time, though I wasn’t sure how I could handle that kind of prostate stimulation for much longer than I had. At the end, just before I came, I’d felt like I was going to break apart.
“That was amazing,” he whispered. “Being with you. Touching you. Feeling you from the inside. Watching you.”
“Mmm,” I couldn’t say more than that.
“You’re sure you’re okay?”
“Yeah.” I shifted and grimaced. “My asshole’s a little achy, but I think it’s fine.”
“Let me see it.”
I waved his concern off and slipped my arms around his neck, rubbing my cheek against his. “Just hold me.”
Daniel’s hand crept down my back, slipped between my ass cheeks and touched my asshole, prodding it with the pads of his fingers. “You feel okay. A little open, still, but okay.” He nuzzled me and pulled me close. “Peter, thank you.”
“For what?”
He went hot all over, a full-body blush. “You know…for…letting me. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. I mean, I liked it too, you know.”
He chuckled. “I’m just grateful to be here with you. Thank you.”
A silly smile spread over my face, and I kissed him.
“And I really love you.” He sounded gruff, like he was choked up.
I kissed his nose. “I love you too.” I kissed his chin. “Thank you for making tonight special.”
“I could have done a better job. I’d planned to. I was going to give you a massage and draw out the foreplay, but…”
I kissed him again. “I liked it like this. I didn’t want to wait any longer.”
He snorted and, after a few moments of contented silence between us, I slipped my arms around his neck and toyed with the hair at the back of his head. “If that offer of a massage is still on the table, I wouldn’t object. I’ve never had one.”
“Really?”
“Nope.”
“Not even from—”
I put my hand over his mouth. “Nope.”
Daniel waggled his eyebrows and sat up, his skin still glistening with drying sweat. “Well, then, let me show you what you’ve been missing.” He laced his fingers together, stretching his arms out and cracking his knuckles. “You’ll love it.”
I rolled onto my stomach, ignoring the wet, slimy places on the sheets where our cum had landed, moaning when Daniel sat on my ass and started to work on the tight spots in my shoulders.
Before long, I took him inside me again. I rested on my side as he thrust in from behind, holding me close and kissing my neck. It wasn’t long before I was sweating, half-sobbing, and begging for release. He jerked me off this time, too, and the dual sensations of his hand on my cock and his cock in my ass were mind-blowing. When I came again, I cried out against the safety of his palm over my mouth, trying to keep quiet as I shattered with pleasure.
Afterwards, we rested and called room service. Daniel even ordered champagne, but we just drank one glass each before we started kissing again. Beard burn grew between us, and we got hard again. This time he rolled over onto his back for me. There was no hesitation, no resistance or angst like there had been with Adam.
I pushed into Daniel with more ease than he’d pushed into me. And when it was over, he held me, shaking in my arms, cum smeared all over his front from where he’d come before I had. I felt an unbelievable pride and affection suffuse me from head to toe at the evidence that he’d enjoyed me fucking him too.
“I love you,” I whispered, after I’d disposed of the condom, and pulled him in to cuddle. “Did you like it?”
“I loved it,” he whispered, still trembling. “Did you like it?”
