Why couldn’t it be?
I had touched him plenty already, and my lust was blotting out just about every other sensation in my body.
My therapist’s words suddenly returned to me.
Sometimes, biology takes over, and a switch is flipped.
Had that happened for me?
There was only one way to find out. I extracted the dildo and tossed it aside.
“Holden?” Shiloh complained. “What?—”
I stood. “Can I fuck you?”
His eyes went wide. “Really?”
“I’d like to try, if it’s okay. I’ve never done this, so?—”
“God yes, Holden!” He spread his legs even wider and rolled up his hips invitingly. “You can do anything you want. I’m yours.”
Fuck yes. That struck a primal nerve.
I placed a knee on the mattress to line up our bodies right, and there was no avoiding touching as I crowded between his legs.
It justdidn’tmatter.
I slicked some lube over my shaft and notched my cock against his hole. “Bare okay?”
He nodded. “I’ve only been with you since I’ve been here. I was tested after?—”
“Enough said.”
I didn’t want to think of anyone who’d come before me. Shiloh was mine now. He’d been mine since he came here.
In my heart, he’d been mine even before that.
Even when I hadn’t been able to claim him the way I wanted.
But that had changed.
I pressed forward, my cock easing into the tightest, hottest, slickest space I’d ever experienced.
I groaned deep in my chest as I pushed inside him, eyes rolling back.
“Oh my god,” I whispered.
“Good, right?” Shiloh said, voice a little strained.
I focused on his face. “Did I go too fast? Does it hurt?”
He took a deep breath and expelled it. Then he smiled at me. “It’s just been a while, is all. I’m good.”
“You’re sure?”
“Holden, I know you’re the bossy one, but fuck me already.”
He didn’t have to tell me twice. I wasn’t sure how long this magic ability to touch and be intimate without any aversion would last. I didn’t plan to waste it.
