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Ellis’s eyebrows drew together. “What? Just say it.”
“More confident? Bossier?”
He chuckled. “Do you like it?”
I kissed his cheek. “I love it.”
“Good, because it feeds something inside me. It makes me feel more in control when other things have felt…the opposite. Does that make sense?”
“It does.” I pressed our shoulders together. “And I’m up for whatever you have in mind.”
“Awesome.” Ellis clicked the screen, his arm circling my shoulder, our thighs brushing. The make-out session resumed, and I was painfully stiff in seconds. We watched with rapt attention as one man fingered and rimmed the other, which turned me on more than I’d ever thought possible. Then they had sex face-to-face on a bed, the affection between them evident. I thought about what it might feel like to have Ellis’s cock inside me, and though it was enticing, it was also nerve-racking.
Once the video ended, Ellis placed his computer on the coffee table, and that was when I noticed the lube. My stomach jolted with nerves, but I couldn’t deny the anticipation of whatever he had in mind.
“What parts of the video did you like?” His voice was soft and hesitant.
“All of it,” I admitted.
“Do you think you’d ever want to try some other stuff with me?”
“Definitely.”
“Do you think you’d want to give or receive?”
My dick stirred. “The idea of you doing anything to me turns me the fuck on. Does that make me sound—”
Ellis placed his finger against my lips. “Don’t do that. Just you and me, remember?”
I nodded, my stomach finally settling. “What about you?”
“I think about it all the time. Doing stuff to you.” He adjusted himself in his sweats.
“Fuck, that’s so hot. I like this side of you.”
“Good.” Ellis pulled me to him and kissed me slow and sweet, but soon enough, our make-out session turned frantic and needy. His fingers traced the waistband of my jeans. “Take these off?”
He didn’t have to ask twice. I stood to slide off my jeans and underwear and deposited them on the floor.
“Wait,” Ellis said as his gaze lazily trailed from my face to my feet.
My skin felt hot. “I want to see you too.”
“I hadn’t planned on…but okay.” He tugged his sweats and underwear down and kicked out of them. His dick flexed against his stomach, and suddenly my nerves returned. I didn’t think he wanted us to have sex, but I’d feel better knowing we were on the same page.
He tugged on my hand until I straddled his lap. “Just wanna make you feel good. With my hands, nothing else.”
When our cocks brushed, we groaned. This new position felt amazing. We were facing each other, close enough to kiss and look into each other’s eyes. This wasn’t mimicking what we’d just watched on screen. This was Ellis getting creative, and I was all for it.
Ellis framed my face with his hands. “I want to touch you.”
I shivered. Even without him saying where exactly, I already knew.
My face heated as I buried my head against his shoulder, and it made me feel young and inexperienced all over again.
“It’s okay if you don’t want me to—”
“I do,” I blurted out. “I just never imagined anyone would touch me there. I also desperately want you to. But first, I…hang on a minute.”
I climbed off him and went to the bathroom, not only to get my shaking hands under control but to prep my body a little better for what was about to happen, using whatever supplies I could find in his linen closet. I glanced at my flushed face and puffy lips in the mirror, finally getting my breathing under control before I cut the lights and returned to him.
“All good?” he asked in a tentative voice as he studied my expression.
“Yeah, definitely. I only wanted to—”
He shook his head and held out his hand to me. “I get it. Come here.”
Ellis kissed me soundly, and soon enough, we were rutting and leaking against each other. He lifted his T-shirt over his head, then helped me get rid of mine, and that skin-to-skin contact made our connection feel even better.
Ellis watched me as his hands circled my thighs to my ass and parted my cheeks. I gasped, not realizing how exposed I would feel or how completely turned on.
“This okay?”
I nodded as I connected our mouths and rocked against him. When the tips of his fingers edged along my crease, I nearly lost it. I bit off a jagged breath and kept kissing him, wordlessly urging him on.
I moaned against his lips as his finger circled my rim. It felt so good that I couldn’t find it in me to be embarrassed. I thought I could probably get off from just him touching me there.
He drew back, and I nearly protested until he reached around me for the lube. I helped open the cap and dribbled it on his fingers. He stroked my cock from root to tip, then moved lower to my balls. “Fuck, I might not last.”
