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His concern gives me confidence that he’ll take the necessary precautions. “I’ll talk you through it, A. Just keep in mind the threeS’s of lubeless anal.”
“And those would be…?”
“Spitandsuper slow.”
As he cringes, his lips curl into a smile. “You just made that up, didn’t you?”
“You liked it.”
He plants his forehead against mine, and I feel his warm breath as he chuckles. “You are too adorable sometimes,” he says, leaning back to gaze down at me. “But if we do this, you’ll let me know if it hurts too much?”
“Oh, that’s easy to figure out. When my fist makes contact with your cheek, you’ll know it hurt too much.”
We share a laugh.
I don’t know what the fuck we’re doing, but I don’t want it to ever stop.
24
Atlas
Itell myselfI’m doing this to get back at Glen, that I’m fucking my stepbrother in their home with them downstairs because I hope they catch us and it scandalizes them. I want to give him a reason to throw me out and never talk to me again because then I won’t be disappointing Mom. It will be Glen who made the decision, Glen who did us wrong again, but the truth is, that’s not why I’m going to fuck Troy right here and now.
It has nothing to do with anyone but him and me.
I want him.
Maybe I’ve always wanted him.
He’s like this need inside me I can’t ever fulfill, this hunger I can never sate. I’ll take and take and take, anything he’s willing to give me, and it will never ever be enough.
“I’ll take care of you, naughty boy. I’ll treat your hole real good,” I say, pulling myself back into the moment with him, not wanting to get lost in my head, in the intense things he makes me feel. I just want to pleasure him. Show him with my body how much he means to me.
“Fuck, Atlas.”
I lean up, straddling his thighs. “Sit up,” I order, and Troy obeys.
“Good boy,” I say teasingly, but it’s also sexy as fuck. I tug his shirt off, and then Troy does the same with mine. He’s so hot, his flat, pink nipples and muscular chest. Love his happy trailand want to feel it against my cheek, just stare at him all day and maybe the next and the next.
I push him down to his back, kiss my way down his throat, chest, stomach, then do what I thought about and rub my cheek against the hair there. When he threads his fingers through my hair, I keep going, not stopping until I hit the band of his jeans.
“Is this for me?” I rub the bulge beneath his fly.
“All yours.”
Those words make me dizzy, my emotions shooting around like a pinball. It’s not a bad thing at all. I want the journey to continue until all the emotions land in my chest and stay there.
All yours.
I want Troy to be all mine.
“Yes,” I say simply, then open his jeans and tug them and his underwear down his thighs, not taking my eyes away as his mouthwatering cock bursts free. “Fuck, this is so pretty.” I lick from his balls to his tip, looking up at him. Troy’s eyes stay firmly on me, emotion swirling in them that I don’t understand. Or maybe I do and I’m afraid to let myself admit it. This is a lot, so much more than I ever expected.
I climb off him so I can tug his shoes off, then toss those and his clothes to the floor. I rip mine off too, trying to relieve the pressure on my throbbing cock from the restricting clothes.
Troy reaches out, wraps his hand around my dick, and gives me a slow stroke. “You gonna give me this?” The simple contact nearly makes my eyes roll back. Everything Troy does to me feels so much better than any sexual encounter I’ve ever experienced.
“Yes. But you need to roll over so I can work on the first of those threeS’s you mentioned.”
