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“Then we shouldn’t waste any time.”

He took his erection in hand, and gave it one, two pumps.

“Stop,” I declared and walked back towards him. “That’s mine.”

Kiernan let go of his cock and rested his hands on those sculpted thighs. I gave him a slow once over, noting the way his abs quivered and the tight clench of his fists. His nipples were hard, his pupils blown, and a pink flush was spreading over his face and neck.

I threw the phone on the bed beside him, and the screen lit up.

6:45 a.m.

But he didn’t spare it a glance.

The phone pinged again.

“What if it’s work?”

“It’s not. Too early,” he replied, his voice gravelly from sleep. And arousal.

I ducked down and slid on top of him again, covering his body with mine.

Both of us moaned when our naked skin made contact.

I pumped my hips, our cocks rubbing against each other, and he grabbed my ass with both hands, squeezing so damn tight. Reaching down, I took one of his hands and brought it up to my mouth, swirling my tongue around two fingers.

“Slide one down my crease and tease my hole,” I gasped as I pushed his hand back down and leaned over to kiss him.

Our tongues tangled, lips melding together, and I forgot all about morning breath and the confines of our bunk.

Kissing him was becoming as necessary to me as breathing.

Then his index finger slid between my cheeks and I lost all coordination.

“Fuck, yes,” I gasped.

I spread my legs as wide as I could and his finger slipped deeper, teasing the rim of my asshole and lower, over my sensitive taint, then back up again.

The pad of his finger lingered over my hole.

“Push it in, slowly.”

I shuddered when he finally pushed inside me, relishing the burn. I needed more.

“Wait, wait,” I whispered, and he removed his finger. “Switch places.”

We rolled over so I was lying on the mattress and Kiernan was on top of me.

I pulled my knees up my chest and offered up my hole.

“Charlie,” Kiernan whispered my name with such awe that my dick twitched in response.

He slid his finger inside me again, tentatively, and I bit my lip when the first bite of pain turned to pleasure.

I usually topped, but I was vers. Occasionally, I’d use toys when the need for penetration hit but not lately. Not for a long while. Not until him.

“Deeper. Then crook your finger, and you should find my prostate.”

“How will I know?”

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