Connolly pulled him to his feet. “I need to hear you say it. Are you okay with us taking this all the way?”
“Yes. I want that. I’m just…nervous.”
“You know how all this works, right?” Connolly asked.
Any tension Jacob felt bubbled out of him in a laugh. “I was raised on a farm. I know how sex works. I also have a brother who’s shockingly open about his sex life for a preacher.”
Connolly smiled, running a thumb across his cheek before pausing. “Shit, I don’t have condoms.
I’m negative, but I understand if that’s a line you don’t want to cross.”
Jacob didn’t hesitate. “I don’t care. I trust you. I know that sounds stupid. We’re strangers. But I just do. Is that okay?”
Connolly gently pushed Jacob back onto the bed, following him down. “Yes, it’s okay with me.”
He watched as Connolly opened the dresser drawer beside his head and grabbed a small tube of something and dropped it on the bed before laying down beside him.
Jacob wasn’t sure what he expected. In television shows, sex always seemed rough and frantic, but when Connolly rolled onto his side, he kissed Jacob like they had forever. He wanted to kiss Connolly forever. It was so easy to get lost in the slow slide of his lips and the way his tongue dipped into his mouth, coaxing his to do the same.
Jacob could feel his cock hardening again and couldn’t help but turn his body into Connolly’s, rubbing himself against whatever hard plain he could find on Connolly’s body until their kisses turned frantic and Jacob was all but begging for more.
Connolly rolled away from him for a moment, and there was the snap of the cap opening and closing, then he was back, hitching Jacob’s leg over his hip, snaking his hand down between his legs.
Jacob couldn’t help but gasp at the feel of cold gel and Connolly’s finger massaging his hole. He captured Jacob’s mouth once more as he slipped his finger inside, not deep but just enough to cause Jacob to whimper against his lips.
“Try to relax, baby. We’re going to take this nice and slow. Okay?”
Jacob could only nod. He was too busy trying to convince his body that he wanted this invasion.
And he did. In theory. He wasn’t stupid. He knew it would hurt a bit at first, but his muscles just weren’t getting the message. Connolly didn’t move the finger inside him, just placed kisses anywhere his lips fell--Jacob’s forehead, his eyelids, his lips.
Jacob lost himself in Connolly’s kisses once more, and soon, his flagging erection was starting to rally and he found himself pushing back on Connolly’s finger until it moved easily inside him.
“That’s it. Does that feel good?” Connolly whispered against his lips. Jacob couldn’t answer, could only whine his response as Connolly curled his finger and lights exploded behind Jacob’s eyelids. “There it is. You like that?”
“Yes, do it again. Please?” Jacob begged.
“You don’t have to beg, baby, but fuck, you sound so sweet when you do.” Jacob moaned as Connolly once more applied pressure to that spot that made his eyes roll. “Think you can take another finger?”
“Yes,” Jacob managed before tucking his head underneath Connolly’s chin, his hands clinging to his torso.
This time, it was slightly easier, his body not seizing around Connolly’s finger when it slid in beside the first. There was still a slight sting, but it disappeared almost as quickly as it came. Jacob kissed Connolly’s chest and his throat, unable to quell the need to get closer, deeper. It felt like he just couldn’t get close enough. “I want more.” His hand slid lower to wrap around Connolly’s length. “I’m ready.”
“Are you sure? There’s no rush. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“It’s going to hurt either way. But I’m ready. I swear. I just want to feel you inside me. Like you said.”
“Fuck. I can’t say no to you. On your back.”
Jacob rolled over, watching greedily as Connolly knelt between his knees, slicking up his cock.
Some part of Jacob was unable to comprehend how all of Connolly’s cock would fit inside him, but he wanted to find out.
Connolly was so much bigger than him in every way that Jacob wasn’t sure how they’d even manage logistics wise, but Connolly didn’t have the same worries. He braced himself above Jacob.
“Put your legs around my waist.”
Accomplishing that brought Jacob’s hips off the bed slightly, and then the head of Connolly’s cock was snug against his entrance. No matter how thick Connolly’s fingers were, it was nothing compared to his cock. As soon as he breached that first ring of muscle, Jacob panicked at the intense burning, his fingers digging into Connolly’s biceps, unable to stop the startled cry that fell from his lips.
