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“Fuck me,” I whined like a goddamn porno.

Nolan slowed his thrusts, his eyes meeting mine with surprise.

“I mean... unless you don’t want to,” I said rapidly.

“Ummm... I want to, it’s just... I’ve... never done it. Topped someone, I mean.”

Of course, we probably should have had a conversation about this, but hell... Nolan and I seemed to be born in the fire.

“Well, if it makes you feel any better, champ, I’ve never bottomed,” I said, licking my lips. “I never wanted anyone to top me, until I met you.”

Nolan’s eyebrows furrowed for a moment as he let go of my cock, pulling his fingers out of me, and for a minute I thought he was going to say no.

He nodded, his eyelashes fluttering as he pursed his lips.

“What if I’m no good at it?” Nolan said with a raised eyebrow.

I sat up for a moment, pulling him between my legs, letting my fingers trace over the flesh of his ass, of his seam.

“I think you’ll be very good, Nolan,” I said softly. “Just channel all that hate and waiting and I think you’ll be just fine.” His cock was right at my mouth level, so I didn’t waste the chance to lick the salty liquid gleaming at his slit. I enjoyed watching his entire body shudder.

“Okay...” he said as he took a breath, his eyelids falling shut from my tongue swipe for a moment before he opened them, peering at me with a boldness that only made me want his fury more.

“Lube?” he asked, his voice bolder.

I sucked at the head of his cock before answering, eliciting a tiny whimper from him.

“Top drawer,” I responded, before taking his entire cock in my mouth.

Nolan pulled back, the sound of the cap popping echoing in the room.

“Okay, lean back,” he instructed methodically.

I obeyed without question, my nerves starting to circulate as reality hit. Right before two cold, wet fingers wedged themselves in my hole again, this time sliding in with ease as they built a rhythm. My head fell back instantly as ecstasy coursed through me, and then Nolan slid a third finger in. The stretch was good, but I needed more.

I needed Nolan and his big, beautiful cock to fucking own me.

“Are you ready?” he asked, his voice full of desire and anxiety.

I nodded, my eyes closing in ecstasy.

“Yes,” I said. “Teach me a goddamn lesson, Nolan.”

There was a brief moment where I thought he might have reconsidered, but when I felt the tip of his cock pressing against my slick entrance, nothing else mattered.

He took it slow, inch by inch and the stretch felt fucking amazing. And then he slid in the last few inches and my insides clutched him like a vice. A deep groan escaped both of us, and immediately Nolan’s head buried itself into my shoulder.

“Fuck that feels good,” he whined. “You feel really good.”

I slid my legs around his hips, the motion driving him in deeper.

“You feel really good, champ,” I said through my teeth, and I fucking meant it.

I felt so fucking full.

Of excitement, of relief, of love... and cock.

Nolan’s chest rose and fell against mine as he gently bucked his hips, the movement shooting pleasure through my damn spine. I needed more. I was so freaking close to coming.

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