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His lips fastened on my right nipple, sending electric shocks to my dick, which swelled and leaked like mad. I trembled, and he smiled against my skin before moving on to lave my other nipple with his warm tongue until they both stuck out, achingly red and hard.

“So beautiful. Look at you.” He bent and took the head of my cock into his mouth, sweeping his tongue over the crown, poking into the sensitive slit, while he pushed my legs wide apart. His lips traced the hard ridge of my dick from tip to root, then kissed along the inside of my thighs. “So perfect. Hard and soft. All the hidden, pretty pink parts that only I get to see.”

“Aaron.”I whimpered, my head thrashing from side to side as he opened me wide, exposed my ass to him. “Fuck.Please.”

“Gotta make you ready for me.”

I clenched tight, and his eyes blazed.

“Do that again.”

I flexed my ass, and the fierceness on his face turned hungry. Dark.

Silent, he lifted my legs and folded them to my chest while at the same time bending and licking across my hole. The nerves sparked, and I moaned. I felt the hot, wet lick of his tongue pushing at the rim, and then he sucked and my brain dissolved.

“Fuck, oh yeah.”

Those warm, alternating hard and soft licks across my pulsing hole drove me wild. Aaron slid his tongue in and out of my ass, leaving me sobbing for more. I needed something,anything, inside me at that point.

“Damn you.”

He replaced his tongue with a finger and slid it to the knuckle. “Gotta make you ready. It’s been a long time since I been inside my baby.”

I didn’t care. Half out of my mind, I pushed down and worked myself hard on his finger, needing that burn. “More.” Frustrated, I grabbed his shoulders. “Now.”

His heavy-lidded gaze met mine, and he reached for the condom. I touched my ass where he’d left me open, and I pushed two fingers inside myself.

“Aw, damn, that’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

But it wasn’t enough. I needed more. I slid out and waited. Aaron nudged the head of his cock against me, and I was so ready, he slipped in easily enough and penetrated that tightness.

“Oh fuck, I’d forgotten how amazing you feel. Hot. So fucking hot.” Sweat dripped from his brow as he flexed his hips and sank all the way inside me.

I welcomed the sting, the stretch, the unaccustomed fullness, and soon we were rocking together, Aaron slamming into me harder, faster, deeper. My dick swelled between us, and I took it in hand and stroked up and down, the slippery stickiness of my precome giving me a nice, slick ride.

Aaron took my mouth in a kiss that robbed me of the few remaining working brain cells I had left. Every nerve ending sizzled, and waves of pure pleasure smashed through me. I flew, shattering into a million pieces.

“Oh, fuck.” Aaron cried out, pushing in and out of me despite the clamp of my muscle. “Fuck me.” The bed shook from his effort, and when I opened my eyes, he resembled a warrior god above me. I wriggled a bit, opened my legs, and he sank in a bit deeper, hitting my spot over and over again.

Thrust for thrust, I met his penetration. My body came alive, skin tingling, muscles quivering under Aaron’s urging, and I lifted my legs higher, tightening my muscles, knowing the vise-like grip against his hardness would drive him nuts.

“Frankie.”

He stiffened, then fell on me, burying his face in the crook of my neck, and I wrapped my arms around him. Drenched and shaking, he remained unmoving for a few moments, his warm breath soft against my skin.

“How do you manage to do it?” Aaron murmured.

“Do what?” My fingers played with his short, dark waves.

“Make me whole yet come apart at the same time.”

I struggled to sit up, and he raised himself and pulled out of me. After tying off and getting rid of the condom, he slid back into bed, and I snuggled against his chest.

“I love you. And love makes the impossible possible. It makes the unbelievable imaginable, and it makes what seems lost forever, able to be found again.” I kissed his chest. “It makes dreams…reality.”

“You’re my real. When I thought I’d lost it all and it might not be worth going on, I’d think: I have to. I need to kiss Frankie again. I need to hear him laugh at me.”

“I’m happy to laugh at you anytime.” I laughed and kissed his nose. “And more than happy to kiss you. I’ll demonstrate.”