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“Let’s get you out of these clothes,” I said when I pulled away, and he grinned.
“I’m a fan of that idea.”
Chuckling, I pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor.
He kept his chest shaved, not a hair in sight. His nipples were small and pink, begging for my tongue. He was fucking gorgeous, but I couldn’t help imagining him with just a little more meat on his bones, if for no other reason than to know he wasn’t stressing over what he ate every day.
I bit at his lip while brushing my thumbs over his nipples. Corbin sucked in a breath, then whimpered like the small contact was already making him lose his mind.
“You like that?” I asked.
“Yes…I like it when you touch me. Feels different than when other people do.”
Well, shit. Hearing that made my pulse speed up and my whole body pulsate with pride. “Good.”
We kissed while I opened his pants, then let my mouth journey down his throat, his chest, kissing and licking, using my teeth on him too. When I did, he groaned. I bit his pec, just enough so he felt a slight burn, before sucking on the skin.
“Fuck yes. Don’t stop.”
“You want me to mark you up? Leave purple marks all over your pretty skin?”
“Please,” Corbin begged. Coming from him, it was the sexiest word I’d ever heard.
I licked his skin before sucking it into my mouth again. Corbin’s hand tangled in my hair, and he pulled me closer, like he loved it but it still wasn’t enough. “It looks pretty on you,” I said, touching the purple mark.
“I like it. Give me more.”
“One more, but then that’s enough for now.”
He groaned again.
“Stop pouting so I can suck your dick.”
“Um…why didn’t you lead with that?” He chuckled.
I dropped to my knees, giving him another hickey on his lower stomach as I pulled his jeans and underwear down. When they got to his feet, Corbin kicked out of them, while I leaned back, admiring him.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful.” I stroked his cock. He kept his pubes trimmed short, perfect like the rest of him. His balls were big, heavy with his load, dick long and thick, flushed red.
“My cock?”
“All of you, but especially what’s inside.” I lapped at his balls. “Here, of course…but also how sweet you are…how funny. The way you love your friends. You care about people, oftentimes more than you do yourself, so I’m gonna put Corbin first and teach you how to do it too.”
Before he could respond, I took the head of his erection into my mouth. Corbin’s fingers sank into my hair again, holding tight.
“Yes. Me first. All the time. As long as you keep doing that.”
I pulled off him, using my hand instead. “You first. All the time.”
“You stopped sucking,” he whined.
“Because I want to make sure you know you deserve to be put first. Tell me you deserve it.”
“I deserve it,” he rushed out. “Now suck my dick.”
“Nope. I don’t believe you. You have to make me believe you if you want my mouth again.”
“Goddamn it, Spencer.”
I kissed his nuts, ran my tongue from the base of his shaft to the tip. “Tell me. Make me believe you think it’s true.”
He hesitated, eyes angled down toward me. “You make me feel like I deserve it.”
Hearing that made my heart swell so big, it scrunched up my lungs and made it hard to breathe. “That’s a good start. Lie on the bed.”
“Fucking finally.”
I rolled my eyes at his impatience, but Christ he was fun too.
Corbin jumped on my bed playfully, all kid at heart. He bounced his way over, then lay down, head on the pillows, naked and beautiful and all fucking mine…at least for now. While we were dating, I got him all to myself.
“Are you going to get naked for me?” Corbin stroked his cock.
Instead of answering, I pulled my T-shirt off, then paused, hoping it would all be okay.
“Pants next. Just take your underwear with them. I want to see your dick.”
“Bossy, aren’t you?”
“I just know what I want,” Corbin replied, and since I wanted to be naked too, I did what he said. Seconds later I was standing at the side of my bed, not wearing a stitch of clothing.
My dick wasn’t quite as long as his, but it was thicker, my balls a little bigger too. Again, my stomach was soft and rounder where his was tight and flat. My thighs were thicker, my chest broader.
Would he still want me? Would he walk away?
“Fuck. I need to taste you.” He leaned toward the edge of the bed, but I shook my head, while breathing out a sigh of relief.
“No. Not tonight.”
“What? That’s not fair.”
“Tonight I’m showing you how much I want you, remember?” I plucked the lube and a condom from the drawer, setting them on the nightstand.
