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He was killing me. I wanted his cock, so fucking badly, but I wanted him to have everything he wanted. I wanted to make him feel as good as I was feeling. The way his cock was like an iron bar against my leg, dripping precum, made it clear that he was enjoying what we were already doing, but if I could make him enjoy it even more… Forget my inexperience—this was me and him, and I was suddenly certain that I could blow his mind.

“Yeah, okay. Do you want to go on your front or your back?”

He slowly withdrew his fingers from me, and I instantly felt the loss, but at the same time, I couldn’t wait to have him fall apart beneath me. “On my back. I want to see you.”

“Okay.” Rolling to the side, I grabbed the lube and a strip of condoms, then slicked up my fingers. When I turned back around, Ander was lying on his back, a pillow propped under his ass and his hand wrapped around his cock. I just stared, unable to believe that I had him here in bed with me. I was in love with him for so many reasons, and I knew that I would always love him, no matter how he looked, but fucking hell, he was like a god with those carved muscles and beautiful face that I loved so much. I got a million butterflies in my stomach just looking at him, and to be able to see all of him like this? It was a gift that I’d treasure always, even if it never happened again.

Crooking a finger at me, he stared right back, his gaze sweeping over my body, hot and heavy, making my dick jerk. “Come here.”

When I crawled back across the bed to him, he widened his legs, and I slotted into place effortlessly, like we’d done this a hundred times before. I didn’t even feel nervous, not when he was looking at me like this, like I was the only thing he saw.

When I pressed the tip of my finger inside him, his eyes fell closed, and he exhaled a deep, shuddering breath. “You’re the first person to ever touch me this way.” His eyes opened, and his gaze connected with mine. “I’m glad it’s you.”

“Ander,” I whispered. Slowly pushing my finger all the way in, I kept my gaze fixed on his. It suddenly felt imperative that he knew how important this was to me. “Thank you for trusting me to do this with you. I’ve never…you know this is the first time I’ve done any of this, and I’m so glad it’s you too.”

I couldn’t hold his gaze after that because I was afraid that he’d recognise the truth in my eyes, that I was completely head over fucking heels in love with him. Instead, I lowered myself down and placed kisses over his warm skin while I slowly worked him open. When I had two fingers inside of him, I crooked them, feeling around for that magic place that would make him see stars. He swore loudly, bucking against me, his cock jerking against my skin.

“Fuckinghell. Do that again.”

A smile spread across my face as I obliged. He began palming his cock, pushing down on my fingers, biting down on his lower lip. When I added a third finger, he tensed up for a moment but then relaxed, breathing out as he thumbed the head of his cock.

“You’re so gorgeous. I can’t believe I get to do this to you,” I murmured, placing a kiss on his chest, right over his pounding heart.

His gaze turned soft as he returned my smile. “Me too. I’ve been missing out all this time. Is it like this for everyone?”

“I don’t know. I don’t think it’s the same for everyone. Different sensitivities or whatever.” Kissing a line up his chest and onto his throat, I began to slowly circle my fingers, stretching him out. “Guess you’re one of the lucky ones.”

“Yeah, I fucking am. Come up here and kiss me.” He ran his free hand up my back and then brought it around to cup my jaw as I closed the final bit of space between us. His lips slid against mine, hot and hungry.

I needed more. I wanted to take this final step with him, to know what it was like to feel him inside me. “Ander, I need you inside me. Or me inside you, if you want.”

He groaned against my mouth. “Fuck. Yes. Whichever way you want, E. I want it to be good for you.”

“It will be. It is.” With one last kiss, I eased my fingers out of him and then sat up, reaching for the strip of condoms I’d thrown on the bed. “I really want to feel you inside me.”

“Let me.” Ander reached for the packet. “Get the lube. I want to make sure I don’t hurt you.”

When he was sheathed and ready, I straddled him on my knees. Fuck, I’d dreamed about this moment so many times. Had so many fantasies about it, alone in my bedroom, coming into my hand, never imagining for one second that it would really happen.

He ran his hands up my thighs, looking up at me with a question in his eyes. “I’m ready,” I assured him, gripping his cock to hold it in place as I carefully lowered myself down. When the head of his cock was lined up with my hole, I exhaled shakily, trying to remember everything I’d read about anal sex, and then carefully pushed down.

“Fuckingfuck,” Ander groaned as I slowly sank onto his cock, the muscles of my thighs taking all the strain as I lowered my body in the tiniest increments. It burned a little, but I didn’t even care because it meant that Ander’s dick was inside me. My erection hadn’t even flagged—the expression of lust and hunger written all over my best friend’s face made my cock throb, and when he reached up to wrap his hand around my cock, I moaned.

“Fuck. So full.” No dildo could have ever prepared me for this. Ander’s hot, thick length filling me up, his strong thighs beneath me, his chest rising and falling with unsteady breaths as he avidly watched his dick enter my body. When I was all the way down, I stopped for a moment, savouring the fact that this was happening, and then I began to move.

“You feel so fucking good around my cock,” Ander ground out as I raised myself up and then down again, still slow, getting used to the feeling of him being inside me. Releasing my cock, he pushed his knees up, his hands coming around to cup my ass as I braced my hand against his chest. “Is it good for you?”

“Sogood.” I moved again, and this time, he moved too, raising his hips. I didn’t know if we were more attuned to each other because we knew each other so well or if it was just luck, but we were so in sync right from the beginning, and as I’d just said, it felt so good. So, so good. We moved against each other, and then I angled myself slightly and…

It was another fucking level. A cry tore from my throat as Ander’s cock hit right where I wanted it to, sending pleasure fizzing through my entire body. I gripped my dick and began to stroke, hard and fast, losing myself in the whole-body sensations that were overtaking all my senses.

“Fuck, E, yeah.” Ander’s hips moved faster, and I was right there with him. His eyes met mine, pupils completely blown, his lips slick and reddened from our kisses. “You’re the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. I wanna see you come all over me.”

I was lost. His words sent me over the edge into a blinding orgasm, my cum shooting all up his chest, and I was only vaguely aware of his hips stuttering and his fingers tightening their grip on my ass as he rode out his own climax.

When I came to, I realised that I was slumped over him, letting him take my entire weight, our chests pressed together, hot and slick with sweat, both of us struggling to catch our breaths.

“I don’t think first times are supposed to be that good. That was amazing,” I mumbled into his shoulder. Amazing was an understatement. Having sex with someone you loved so fucking deeply…okay, I couldn’t compare it to anything else, but thathadto be why it had been so mind-blowingly good. Ander remained silent, and I raised my head to look at him. “Hey, are you okay?”

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