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“I do.” He met my eyes, pupils wide, mouth slack.
I’d never felt more like a sex god. I’d transformed him with nothing more than some kisses and a few touches. Shifting back onto my heels, I gave myself more room to work as I teased his rim until he was slick and soft and rocking up to meet my finger as I slowly thrust it inside him.
“Fuck.” He tilted his hips, inviting me deeper so I could find his spot and make him moan low but gratifyingly loud. “So good. More.”
He welcomed a second finger with another moan, and this time, I had to join him. He was so fucking sexy. I’d never been harder or more ready. “Hell. You make it hard to go slow.”
“Don’t go slow. Want it.” He motioned at the box of condoms like I might not get his meaning. I had to laugh as I rolled one on, giving him a little bit of a show as I slicked my cock up and added more lube to his hole.
“Tell me if it’s too much.” I pressed in slowly, and he gasped but met me eagerly.
Another slow thrust and he groaned, voice going more strained. “Never too much.”
“Don’t be a hero,” I chided, backing off as his body clenched. He took a deep, shuddery breath, and I tried again with shallow thrusts. He exhaled gradually through pursed lips, body relaxing and softening, enabling me to go deeper, then deeper still, both of us moaning. His face was a mask of concentration and pleasure, furrowed brow, parted lips, and eyes so intense I could drown in their pools of emotion. “Fuck. Duncan. The way you look at me.”
“I…” He trailed off, eyes begging me to understand, and I did. There were things we couldn’t say yet, emotions that were too new and big, but it was all there in his expression and echoed in my heart.
“Me too, baby, me too.” Like him, I couldn’t get the words out, but I could show him with my body, fucking him so good and tenderly that there was no way he didn’t know how I was feeling. I adjusted my hips, searching for the right angle, one that let me hit his spot while also looming over him, close enough to brush kisses over his lips.
“Touch me.” He tipped his head back, neck and chest straining, muscles standing out in stark relief. “Please touch me.”
“This?” I shifted my weight to one arm so I could skim the other down his torso, tweaking a nipple, dancing over his abs, everywhere other than his cock, which was as thick and ruddy pink as I’d ever seen it. And nothing was stopping him from reaching for his cock, but he was waiting for me. Needing me. Power rushed through me, all adrenaline and heat.
“Please, Ezra.” If anything, every time he begged, his cock pulsed harder, drops of pearly fluid on the tip. He loved being at my mercy, and that trust was enough to make my breath catch, make my touch shift from teasing to loving to giving.
“I’ve got you.” I wrapped my fist around his cock, stroking firmly in time with my movements. His ass was tight and warm, sensations overloading my cock with each thrust. “So good. You’re so good, Duncan.”
He shuddered at the praise, back bowing toward me, biceps flexing against the mattress. “Faster. More. Fuck. I’m so close.”
“If I go faster, I’m gonna come too,” I warned with a throaty chuckle.
“Yes, do that.” He writhed against the sheets, body surging like he could pull the come from me, like he needed my orgasm more than oxygen, and fuck if that wasn’t the sexiest thing ever.
I was right the hell there, but I was determined to take him with me, fucking hard and fast and stroking him furiously. “You too. Come on, baby. Come for me, Duncan.”
“Yes, yes.” Like he’d been waiting for exactly that permission, Duncan came, come erupting from his cock in long, thick jets, the first one landing as high as his shoulder. And even as his body pulsed with orgasm, he still urged me on, body rocking into me. “That’s it. Go hard.”
“Yeah? You like that?” I was strung out like a kite in a windstorm, powerless to do anything other than ride the waves of pleasure, thighs and abs burning.
“Please, Ezra.”
That did it. I came and came, letting his clenching ass milk every drop from my cock. I slowed my thrusts by degrees, leisurely coming down with slower and slower motions.
“Fuck.” I trembled with a particularly potent aftershock. “How does this keep getting better?”
“Magic.” He sighed dreamily, then groaned as I gently pulled out and took care of the condom. “Weird, but I kept wishing we didn’t have the condom.”
“Nothing you want is weird, baby.” I gave him a fast kiss on the cheek before settling down next to him. “And that can be arranged, you know. Especially if we’re gonna go for it, give this thing a real chance.”
