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I reach for the lube to coat my dick, then stop. “Fuck, do we need a condom? I can’t catch or transmit human diseases, but I think I’ve got some in the bedroom somewhere if you want me to use one.”
Ayo swallows hard, studying my face. “I’ve never had anyone in me bare before.”
“I’ll go get one. Be right back.” I start to get up, stopping when he grabs for me.
“I’d like you to be the first. I trust you.”
Fuck, the trust and affection in this man’s eyes. What did I do to deserve it?
I lube up my length then settle between his legs. He spreads them wide for me, and I notch myself against his hole. “Ready, sweet thing?”
He nods. I take my time pushing in, because he’s really fucking tight and I don’t think every pant and groan is lust, but his hands cling to me desperately, constantly trying to pull me closer, so I keep going carefully until I’m fully seated.
I give him time to adjust, waiting until he’s kissing me like he can’t get enough and trying to thrust against me. I break away from his addictive lips and pull my hips back, moving slowly at first because I really want all his memories of this to be positive and pain-free.
Soon he’s clawing at me and pushing back on my length more urgently. “More… Harder…”
Well, all right then. I sit up and lift his legs over my shoulders, gripping his thighs to keep him steady. Then I thrust, hard.
I must hit the right spot, because he yells his pleasure. I pound into him, relishing every grunt and moan, every chant of my name. I can tell he’s getting close, his rock-hard cock bouncing between us, and I don’t want to be this far from him when he blows.
I lean in, practically bending him in half, and thrust harder, kissing him deeply. He can barely kiss me back, too lost in his pleasure. I let his legs go so I can get closer, skin-to-skin, and break our kiss to search out my favourite spot on his shoulder. My balls tighten but I hold back my release, needing him to be first.
I want to bite him. To claim him.
Fuck. I can’t do that without consent—no chance—so I bury my face in the crook of his neck and pound into him with everything I have.
He yells as his cock spurts between us, untouched, and the way his channel clenches and spasms around me draws out my orgasm after only a couple more thrusts.
My vision whites out as my hips twitch a few more times, then I slump on him before rolling us over on the rug so I don’t crush him.
He winces when I slip out of him, then settles on top of me, sticky and breathing hard. “Holy fuck. That was… Fuck. That was epic. My boyfriend is a sex god.”
I manage a breathless laugh. “Worth taking my time for?”
He sniggers against my sweaty skin. “You’ll never get me to admit it.”
I tickle him, following when he scrambles off me, until we’re laughing and kissing and gearing up for round two.
Chapter Thirteen
AYO
“Irving and I hooked up once.”
Ethan’s finger stops drawing the figure of eight he’s been making around the dimples just above my bum. I know he won’t like hearing this—I definitely don’t want to hear about any of his past lovers—but cuddled in bed in the dark, it feels safe to whisper this confession.
“It was a couple of years ago. I was eighteen, he was a few years older. This big, jovial Scotsman with a great smile. We’d worked together long enough that I knew he was an absolute teddy bear, and we were on an office night out. It was my first one since I was legally old enough to go. We danced for hours, and it was fun, and… yeah.
“Anyway, that was it. I wasn’t looking for a relationship, you know? We stayed friends, chalked it up to a night of fun with a bit too much to drink, and never went there again.”
Ethan stays quiet, a solid presence underneath me, his chest hair tickling my nose.
I manage a shaky exhale. “The night we were attacked, we really did just go out to get some air. Or, I did. He… suggested we hook up again.”
Ethan goes really tense beneath me, and I feel a bit shitty for unloading this on him, but I’ve been keeping it bottled up since Irving died. I need to talk about it, and I trust Ethan.
“Did he force you?” Ethan growls.
