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“And get this over with” wasn’t actually expressed in so many words. But it was definitely implied.

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Jared

When he unlocked the door and its three deadbolts, we went inside, I pushed him up against the nearest wall and knocked over a lamp sitting by the door. His hot mouth latched onto mine and I heard him groan softly, like kissing me was the best thing in the world. I lost myself in the feel of his arms around my waist and his sweet tongue pushing urgently into my mouth, as I bent him back over my arm.

When I finally let him up for air, he reached down to unbuckle my belt while I was still fumbling with his zipper. As soon as I got the zipper down, his hard, fierce erection was jutting out of his pants through the cotton softness of his briefs and open leather pants. Those tight pants had been driving me crazy since I’d first seen him that evening, and all I’d thought about now was getting him out of them. He pushed himself against me, and it was like throwing fuel on a fire for me. I felt like I would burst into flames.

I was surprised at my strong reaction to him. My feelings for him had crept up on me and I hadn’t counted on this. I didn’t quite know what to do about it.

The light was still on from the lamp on the floor, throwing wild shadows across the room as we moved together to get the rest of our clothes off. When it was done, I hiked him up and his legs went around my waist, so I could carry him to the bed. But it suddenly occurred to me that I had no idea where the bedroom was. He laughed against my mouth and said, “Couch,” so I carried him over to it to lay him down.

As I lowered him down on it, I lost my balance and we crashed together, slamming down, half on and half off the couch cushions. We slid to the floor, and he couldn’t stop his laughter. Neither could I. I’d never laughed during sex before, and the sound went straight to my heart. He sounded so carefree and happy. I wanted him to always be this happy.

“Condoms?” I asked and he nodded happily and scrambled up to run to a back room, coming back in just seconds with two condoms and a bottle of lube.

“I was a boy scout—always prepared.”

I laughed at him. “You never were a boy scout, were you?”

“No, not really.”

I leaned down to kiss him after he’d put one on both of us. “Tell me what you want? Do you want me to make love to you?”

“Yes, please. I wanted you the first time I saw you through that crack in the door.”

“Me too. It was the cutest half a face I ever saw.” He giggled and I kissed him again.

“I saw you walk over to watch my scene, and so did every other Dom in the club. They were all watching you.”

“Probably a slight exaggeration.”

He shrugged. “You’re not the best-looking boy in the club. Nor the sexiest…”

“Flatterer.”

“Shut up, I’m not finished. You’re cute, though and sweet looking. You have an innocence. A sweetness. Makes Doms like me want to dirty you up.”

“Aw, so poetic. You should write that down.”

He grinned. “Seriously, I worry about you. You’re not a sub, baby, and if you hang around there, you could attract the wrong guy.”

“I don’t think I’d want anyone to flog me like you did that boy.”

“No, I wouldn’t either. Not if that doesn’t turn you on and appeal to you. But I want you to be happy. I want you to have whatever you need.” And I did want that for him—I just wasn’t the one to give it to him. Still, it was nice to be with him like this, at least this once. Maybe by being here like this, I could get this crazy need out of my system and stop wasting both our time. I could still take care of him, until a real Daddy type Dom showed up, at least.

He arched up into me and I leaned down to run my tongue over his nipple. I gently bit the tip of it, and he groaned and tried to thrust against me again, but I held him down and wouldn’t let him move without permission. He was noisy, making whimpers and moaning and begging me a little. At one point, he said, “I thought you didn’t enjoy just plain, vanilla sex very much.”

“Yeah, I guess I lied. Maybe you rubbed off on me.”

“Very funny,” he said, and launched himself at me again as if to punish me. My hands closed on his hips, and I put him on his back and whispered in his ear.

“You wanted to suck me again, you said.”

“Oh god yes.” I exchanged places with him and lay down on my back for him. He quickly slid down to position himself. He took my cock into his mouth and the wet, warm heat took my breath away. I literally saw stars. He sucked it with a lot of tongue action, paying exquisite attention to detail. Soft at first, building up gradually to tight and hot and hard, using every bit of his considerable skill. If he was trying to make himself unforgettable, he was succeeding admirably. I felt my breathing get harsher and faster and the orgasm seemed to swell from the base of my spine. I pulled away and pushed his arms down as he tried to pull me back.

“No, I want this to be about you too.”

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