“Then it’ll be fine. I mean, I’m assuming you went to the bathr—”
“Yes,” I squeaked. “So can we—can we move on?”
“I’d love to.”
“Then tell me how you want me to be. Should I turn over? I don’t know—I don’t know how—”
“On your back, baby.” He slid over to let me spread out.
“You’re sure?” I asked. I wasn’t sure how that would work.
“Oh, yeah. I’m sure. You get comfy and I’ll go get…” He rolled away and got out of the bed while I settled myself on the pillows, folding my hands together on my chest. I watched him go back into the bathroom and when he came back out, he held a foil strip of condoms and a tube of something. My attention was diverted lower, though, to his thick length, swaying as he walked. He wasn’t fully hard yet, nowhere near, but he already looked enormous. I bit my lip, remembering how I’d struggled to fit him into my mouth only a few hours ago.
“Are you sure you’ll fit?” I asked as he slid back into the bed beside me.
He looked at me, a slow smile spreading his lips, and chuckled. “You serious, or being sexy?”
I wasn’t sure which answer was worse. “I…don’t know.”
Teo leaned over and kissed me again, but he was still laughing against my mouth. “You are so damn cute, you know that?” He cuddled me close, his wide grin softening into a smile. “I would never, ever do anything to hurt you, Aidan. Believe me.”
I believed him. But… “What if I don’t like it?” I whispered.
“Then we’ll stop. Not all guys like it, and that’s cool. Plenty of other things to do that feel good.”
I looked up into his face. “But you do, right? I mean—you like doing it.”
He got a flash of hunger in his dark brown eyes when he looked at me. “Yeah,” he said, his voice husky, all traces of amusement gone. “I like doing it. I’d like to do it with you.” His thumb pressed against my bottom lip, opening my mouth up for his tongue, and he kissed me again. “You don’t have to be afraid,” he said afterwards.
“I’m not afraid.”
“Then open your legs. Bend your knee up a bit—yeah, like that.” He arranged me how he wanted me. I was still hard for him, and he discovered that for himself when he ran his hand down my belly and between my legs. He gave a quiet noise of approval. “Might feel strange at first, but just go with it.”
Chapter Thirty-Two
Aidan
The first touch of his slick fingers between my cheeks made me go rigid, and Teo waited until I’d opened my legs again for him. I was grateful that the blankets were still over me so I didn’t have to watch as well as feel. It would have been too much for me, all that sensation with a visual aid as well. I ran my hand through his hair and he leaned in to kiss me while he spread the lube around. It warmed quickly, and when I realized he wasn’t just going to shove his fingers into me, it helped me relax.
His tongue relaxed me, too, teasing at my mouth with the same soft, undulating rhythms his fingers were making against my most hidden place. It felt nothing like I’d expected to be touched there. It was sexy, sure. But it wasn’tdirty, not with the way Teo kept on kissing me with a gentle mouth, the encouraging whispers between kisses, the intimate way his hand nudged and caressed me until I found myself murmuring, “More.”
When he breached me with a fingertip my whole body went tight for a moment. Teo paused to let me get used to it. “You never done this to yourself before?” he asked tenderly, his tongue tracing the whorls of my ear. As I relaxed, he slid his finger in further, and I caught my breath, but from surprise rather than discomfort.
“Never.” I’dthoughtabout doing it, but never dared. I’d thought aboutmendoing it to me in ways that had embarrassed and distressed me, thought about how I’d deserve to be humiliated while they did it, that I’d deserve the pain, welcome the pain, because I’d expected pain.
There was no pain.
Definitely no humiliation, either. Only a strange newness that was rapidly developing into something good. “Jack your cock, baby,” Teo told me. “I want to know you feel good while I’m opening you up.”
I did what he told me to, and he slid down to suck at my nipples—something I’d never even thought about before, but now that he was doing it, it felt incredible, like there were invisible strings running through me and Teo knew all the ways to pluck at them to make me vibrate with pleasure. He added another finger into me, sliding in gradually before matching the rhythm of my hand as I worked myself. I reached down to run my non-occupied hand through his hair again.
He took his time and I took mine, trying to focus on the sensations and not the anxieties I had, about whether I really was clean enough, whether it would hurt too much to have something much bigger than his finger in me, whether I’d be as boring in bed as I’d always worried I’d be…
His fingers inched out and he wiped them clean on a damp washcloth before I heard crinkling foil.
“Can we—can we not use those?”
He let out a little snort. “You know it’s not for birth control, right?”
