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“Oh God,” he groaned when I pressed on his prostate.

His body, although it had changed, was still familiar to me. As if I could forget all the ways I could make him beg for me.

“What are—” I kissed him, not being able to get enough. I maneuvered us until he was straddling me.

His hands were on my chest, caressing me while I tore the condom packaging with my teeth.

“You’re going ri—”

“I don’t care,” I groaned when he touched my dick. Swatting his hand away, I made quick work of the condom.

Theo tried laying back down, but my fingers dug into his hips.

“You wanted this, little lion, now fucking take it.”

He looked at me, and a swirl of emotions went through him. I held my breath, hoping he didn’t back out and call it quits. The moment one of his hands touched my abdomen and the other reached behind us, I felt a dreadful sense of peace. That calm before the storm. He rose and guided my dick to him.

“Sal,” he moaned as the head of my dick penetrated him.

I hissed in response.

“More,” I begged.

Both his hands held on to me as he worked himself down my shaft.

“Sal,” he whined. “I can’t.”

He pushed himself more, but he was still struggling.

“It’s too much,” he explained, and I snapped.

With my hands firmly holding his hips, I thrust, and he let out something between a moan and a hiss.

“Stop saying you can’t,” I groaned against his neck before thrusting my hips toward him, “when we both know how well you can take it.”

I wrapped one hand around his waist while the other cupped the back of his head.

“Look at me,” I demanded.

Tears were in his eyes, his mouth swollen and parted, but his dick was still hard against my stomach.

"You’re perfect,” I admitted.

“Sal,” he said my name softly. It wasn’t what I wanted to hear, but it was enough.

“Fuck me,” I commanded, and he did.

It was so easy to move our bodies in the way that we knew we would fit perfectly. With every thrust, I couldn’t tear my eyes away. Watching the way he whimpered and moaned, how his eyes fluttered.

“Oh, God.” Theo threw his head back as his legs began to shake.

“Just like that,” I managed to choke out. “You’re taking me so well—fuck, you’re tight.”

“Sal, I need—”

“I know,” I hissed into his mouth. “I’m right there.”

I let go of the hand that was buried in his hair, already missing having his curls all over my fingers, and instead I wrapped it around his dick.

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