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“Mm, talk cars to me, baby.”
“You get my engine going.”
He chuckles, stepping closer and closing his hands over my hips. From how I’m leaning, he towers over me more than usual. “Well, excuse me while I hit the brakes for a minute. You sure about this? Not all queer dudes like butt stuff. We have a whole world of sex we can explore together. Hand jobs, blow jobs—frotting is amazing.Youcould fuckme.”
My eyebrows jump up, and I smile. “Yeah, we’re definitely going to do that too, but … I’ve always been curious …”
“About anal?”
“Yeah. Guys talk about how good it is, and … well, asking a chick to peg me has always felt too awkward to bring up, but …”
“I’m a total ass slut?”
“Hey, you said it.”
He leans down to kiss me, soft lips, scratchy beard. I love the sensations. My fingers curl into his dirty work shirt, and I tug him closer, wanting more. God, the anticipation of him being inside me is blowing my mind. The plug stung a bit at first, but I’m glad I did it before he got here, glad that I had that moment to work through it on my own. There’s zero doubt in my mind that Ford would have done a better job with it and taken care of me, but I like that I got to take control and show him that I’m serious.
He moans lightly and pulls back.
“I’m filthy and need to shower.” I’m about to tell him to fuck the shower and fuck me instead when he adds, “Maybe you should join me.”
“Damn, you’re clever.” I whip my shirt over my head and start on his buttons. Each one opens to reveal that hairy, tattooed, mouthwatering body, and as soon as it’s open, I can’t help running my hands over him. His skin is hot, and when I lean in to tongue the barbell, he tastes like salt.
Ford runs his fingers through my hair and tugs. “You better stop that, or I’m going to bend you over this couch and fuck you where you stand.”
Heat floods my face. “You should.”
“Nope, today I’m going to take my time enjoying you.” Another soft kiss. “You can be my littleWhorsonnext time.”
How am I supposed to argue with that? Scratch that—I don’t even want to argue. Ford takes my hand and leads me into the hall before pausing.
I chuckle and pull him in the direction of the bathroom.
“Can’t believe I haven’t been here before,” he says.
“I like your place.”
“You do?”
“Yeah … it’s kind of like mine but lived-in.”
He chuckles. “You don’t live here?”
We reach the door, and I open it before turning to him. “I used to think I did.” But the more time I spend at Ford’s place, the more mine feels like a showroom. It’s neat, clean, impersonal.Soulless.
We watch each other for a moment, and I’m glad he doesn’t push me to explain because I don’t think I can. All I know is that since meeting Ford, I remember what it’s like to be living. Experiencing. Having fun and detouring from the usual day-to-day.
He clears his throat, but his voice still comes out husky. “Turn the shower on, sweetheart.”
I do exactly that, and with my back to him, Ford crowds up behind me. Every time before now, there’s been an overall hesitation to him, but tonight feels different. The way he kisses along my neck, how his hands roam down my front. Dip into my pants. A soft growl hits my ear as he rocks his cock forward against my ass.
I card my fingers through his hair, holding his mouth against me, arching my neck so he has free range. His knuckles brush over my hard-on as he pops the button on my pants and drags the zipper down.
“Commando.” He makes an appreciative sound, hand immediately closing around my shaft. Ford gives me two long, bone-melting strokes before backing off.
I step into the water and turn to watch him strip out of his pants, greedily checking him out. His cock is standing straight up and ready, thick and red and veiny; it’s an incredible sight. I’m not sure his cock itself turns me on, but combined with the full package of him, I’m a bundle of need to touch it so I can make him feel good. There’s no sexier sight than seeing Ford come.
Each step that brings him closer has me shaking, and as soon as I can reach, I grab his waist and tug him against me. Water runs over us as we kiss … and kiss … and kiss. Slow and sensual, hard and deep, Ford owns my mouth, and I do everything I can to give it back to him. Between his mouth and his water-slicked cock rubbing against my own, I’m in ecstasy.
