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And Sam knew how to kiss. He gave as good as he got, their tongues dueling, gliding against the other before Jesse sucked Sam’s into his mouth, his cock growing harder as Sam moaned. Jesse absently patted the bed for the bottle of lube he’d seen, ecstatic when his fingers touched it.
Sam still clung to him, his limbs curled around Jesse, as Jesse lathered his cock. He tossed the bottle aside, pulled his head back, and stared into Sam’s trusting eyes as he pressed the head of his cock to his mate’s hole.
“Ready?”
“Yes.” Sam nodded. “Please, Jesse, make me yours.”
Sam’s body clamped around Jesse’s cock as he entered him. The tight heat was almost his undoing. Jesse clenched his jaw and froze, trying to reel back his impending orgasm.
“Jesse?”
Jesse closed his eyes. “Just…just give me a second. I’ve wanted you since I first laid eyes on you, thought about this a million times, of my cock deep inside of you. I just need a moment.”
“Okay,” Sam whispered.
Jesse lowered his mouth to Sam’s ear. “Tell me what you want me to do to you, sweetheart. I want to hear the words.”
Sam shivered. “I’ve never…I don’t know what to say.”
“You know exactly what you want,” Jesse said. “I’m not going to move until you tell me what I want to hear.”
“I-I want you to fuck me.”
Jesse gave a low, gravelly laugh. “Baby, you can do much better than that.”
It also gave time for Jesse to control his body. He was no longer on the edge, teetering toward falling off. The tension was no longer at the breaking point.
Sam licked his lips. “I…I want to feel your dick pounding into my ass. I want to scream your name.”
Jesse sucked in a breath at Sam’s dirty words. He thrust inside his mate to the hilt, and Sam cried out. Jesse pulled back then did it again. Sam lifted his lower half, as if silently begging Jesse to move faster. He had no intention of doing so. Jesse wanted to draw this out for as long as possible.
He pulled Sam’s arms from around his neck and reared back. Then Jesse grabbed his mate’s ankles and spread his legs, Sam’s knees bent. The sight of his cock buried inside Sam made Jesse jerk with lust. He slid back, leaving in just the head, then pushed forward.
“Too slow,” Sam argued with a whine.
Jesse gave his mate a devilish grin while squeezing Sam’s ankles. “We go at my tempo, or we don’t go at all.”
“I swear I’m going to smack you.” Sam gripped the blanket in his fists. “You’re torturing me.”
“Do you want me to go at lightning speed? This will be over in three minutes.”
“Yes. No. Yes. Fuck.” Sam closed his eyes. “I’ve never been slow-fucked before, and I’m not sure if I love it or hate it.”
Jesse pulled back slowly then slammed into his mate. Sam gasped as he opened his eyes. “I think you love it.”
“Maybe I do.” He arched his back, his legs pulling slightly. “Do that again.”
He alternated between fast and slow, keeping Sam right at the edge. Just when he thought his mate would fall over, Jesse eased back. Sam wasn’t the only one being tortured, but Jesse wasn’t going to let this end in three minutes.
“Grab the headboard, Sam.”
“Why?”
Jesse stopped moving. His fingers flexed against Sam’s skin.
Sam reached above him and curled his hands around the slates.
“You stop touching the headboard, I stop fucking you.”
