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Lucas catches my hand before I can actually touch myself. His grip on my wrist is tight. Punishing.
“No.” Even though he says it softly, there’s enough force behind it for me to relent immediately.
“You left and made me almost insane thinking about you. Do you have any idea how many times I had to jerk off when I thought of you? And now you have the nerve to touch yourself in front of me like I haven’t been waiting years to be inside you again? No, it doesn’t work that way.”
He leaves me long enough to grab his belt from the floor, and then he’s knotting it around my wrists, securing them to the headboard. And I wish it didn’t feel so fucking good when he does these things to me.
“You got any lube?” he asks.
“Bag near the side table,” I mumble.
He stands to grab it, and I can’t help admiring as he bends over. He always had such an amazing ass.
Lucas settles between my legs, nudging them apart with his own. He runs his hands along my knees, up to my thighs, then finally to my cock, which is hard and already leaking.
“Hmm.” He hums appreciatively. “Somebody missed me.”
He traces my slit with one finger before brushing his knuckles across my balls, drawing a hiss from my throat.
“Shh.” He leans down and presses a kiss to the inside of my thigh. “Be good for me, okay?”
I nod wordlessly. I’m pretty sure I’m not going to be able to speak through this. The longing I’ve felt for him that I’ve kept so bottled up is spilling over. I want nothing other than for Lucas to be inside me again.
He pops the lid off the bottle of lube and spreads it generously over his fingers before sliding two into me.
I can’t stop my back from arching off the bed as heat explodes all over my body. It feels so good to have him touching me again.
“Hey, none of that.” Lucas uses his other hand to grip my balls just tight enough to hurt a little. “You’re not coming until I say so.”
A whine slips out of me even as I try to choke it off. “I’m sorry,” I whisper. “I’m sorry I left you without a goodbye.”
“Are you? Or are you just saying that because you’re tied up and at my mercy?” He pulls his fingers out only to slam them back in again, ushering a third finger in this time.
“I am.” The words come out through gritted teeth as sweat beads on my skin. That delicious burn is spreading over my body, and I want Lucas inside of me. “Please, I’m sorry. I swear I am.”
“Am I supposed to trust you?” He pulls his fingers out only to thrust them back in again, and I’m starting to think that not even his grip on my balls is going to stop me from coming.
My heels dig into the mattress as my body pushes upward, seeking friction.
“Have you done anything to deserve my trust?” he presses. “Because I don’t think you have.”
“I haven’t,” I whimper. “But I need you.”
Just as suddenly as they entered, Lucas’s fingers disappear, and I cry out at the loss, the feeling of emptiness.
“I can’t be slow or gentle,” he says, crinkling a condom wrapper as he opens it.
“I’m not asking you to be.”
It’s all the go ahead he needs. Lucas grips my hips tight enough to bruise and shoves into me.
“Fuck!” I can’t help yelling as his cock spreads me. He gives me just a second to adjust, then he’s pushing the rest of the way in, fighting against the resistance my muscles are putting up.
“Come on,” Lucas breathes. “I know you can take me, Shawn.”
I arch my back and spread my legs a little more. I can take it; I have before. Just with quite a bit more stretching.
He starts to pull out, so I clench, keeping him inside me. “You promised you wouldn’t be gentle.”
