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I needed him.

“Hold on.”

I frantically reached for the lube, flicking open the cap and pouring a generous amount on my fingers.

Van leaned back, sitting on his heels. He swallowed hard and watched as I spread my legs wider. Slowly, I slid one slick finger deep into the heat of my ass.

“That is so fucking sexy,” Van groaned and took the lube. “I want to touch you.”

The sting of the initial penetration turned to pleasure as I drilled my finger deeper, aiming for my prostate.

All the while, Van was searing me with his gaze, staring at me like a man starved.

I took his trembling hand in mine and guided him.

Gently, he pushed one of his lubed fingers in beside mine.

“Yes,” he groaned as he pushed farther, and my eyes rolled back in my head.

I withdrew my finger and let him take over.

“Add more lube and use another finger.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t,” I assured him. “And have you ever known me to be shy about telling you what I do and do not like?”

Van’s deep chuckle was the only thing I needed to hear.

Then his face turned serious again.

“I want to make you feel good,mon coeur.”

“I’m already there.”

He slid two thick fingers into my ass, drilling slow but deep, and I grabbed onto my knees, holding them up to my chest, opening myself up further.

“God, I’m inside you. Brodie.” Van licked his lips, his face and chest flushed, his breathing choppy.

“Wait until your dick is snug in my ass. It’s gonna feel so good, nothing but you and me. No condom, just us,” I panted as he pushed his fingers deeper, touching my prostate. My body jolted from the mind-blowing pleasure. “Right there, oh fuck, right there.”

Van added more lube and began to finger fuck me.

In and out, over and over, until I was a writhing mess, my cock throbbing and leaking, my belly covered in pre-cum.

“Enough,” I cautioned. “I need you. Fuck me now.”

Van withdrew his fingers, and I bit my lip to keep from protesting out loud about the loss. I was so empty that nothing but his cock would do.

He kneeled between my legs, pouring lube over his dick and rubbing it back and forth.

My asshole clenched hard. Soon, Van would be inside me, a part of me.

“Ready?” he asked as he notched the head of his dick to my hole.

His chest was moving in and out with rapid breaths, his hands shaking, a sheen of sweat covering his body.

“More than ready,” I replied, and our gazes locked. I wanted to drown in those denim blues. “Are you?”

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