Taylor did—not that he had a choice.Every stroke of Ben’s hand sent waves of pleasure coursing through him, building higher and higher until he was trembling and on the edge.He could feel Ben’s hard cock pressed against his thigh, and the thought of it and of what they were about to do sent a thrill through him.
“Ben,” Taylor whispered.“I’m—”
“I’ve got you,” Ben said soothingly.“Let go.”
Taylor did.Pleasure crashed over him, hot and intense.Ben’s name escaped his lips in a strangled cry, and Ben held him through it, murmuring soft words of affection until Taylor was spent and slumped in his arms.
For a moment, they just lay there, their breath mingling, their bodies pressed together.Then, slowly, Ben leaned in, pressing a kiss to Taylor’s lips.
“You okay?”he asked softly.
Taylor nodded, his heart still racing.“Yeah,” he whispered.“More than okay.”
Ben smiled, his hand brushing over Taylor’s cheek.“Good,” he said.“Because we’re just getting started.”
Taylor’s heart pounded in his chest as he stared at Ben.His fingers trembled slightly as he reached out, hovering over Ben’s stomach.The warmth radiating from Ben’s skin was intoxicating, but Taylor hesitated, unsure of how to proceed.Could it really be as easy as doing what felt good?
Ben’s gaze softened, his dark eyes meeting Taylor’s.“It’s okay,” Ben murmured.“You can touch me.”
Taylor swallowed hard and slowly let his fingertips graze Ben’s skin.He inhaled sharply, his fingers tracing the lines of Ben’s soft stomach.Taylor’s confidence grew with every inch he explored because it really wasn’t that different than doing this with a woman.Well, it was different because Ben was his mate, but physically, it was similar to any first time with a lady.Taylor didn’t know Ben’s body yet, but he’d learn it.
His fingers dipped lower, brushing against the waistband of Ben’s boxers.Beneath the fabric, he could feel the heat of Ben’s arousal, and his stomach tightened with a mix of anticipation and nerves.He glanced up, meeting Ben’s gaze again, and saw the hunger there.
“I want to touch you,” Taylor whispered.“I want to feel you in my hand.”
Ben’s breath hitched, and he nodded.“Do it,” he urged.
Taylor’s fingers slipped beneath the fabric, his palm brushing against the hard length of Ben’s cock.The sensation was overwhelming—the heat, the firmness, the way Ben seemed to pulse beneath his touch—but also strangely familiar because Taylor had one of these, too.It wasn’t exactly the same, but it was similar enough.
Taylor wrapped his hand around Ben’s cock tentatively.When Ben let out a low groan, Taylor’s confidence grew, and he tightened his hold, beginning to stroke slowly.
Ben rolled his hips slightly, pressing into Taylor’s hand.His eyes fluttered shut as Taylor’s movements grew bolder.The weight of Ben’s cock in his hand was thrilling, and Taylor marveled at the way Ben responded to his touch.He wanted to give Ben as much pleasure as Ben had given him.
“God, Taylor,” Ben murmured.“You feel incredible.”
Taylor’s cheeks flushed at the praise, and he shifted closer, his free hand trailing up Ben’s chest to rest over his heart.The pulse beneath his palm sent a wave of heat through him, and he leaned in, pressing a tentative kiss to Ben’s neck.Ben shuddered, his hands gripping the sheets as Taylor’s lips explored the sensitive skin.
Taylor’s strokes became more deliberate, his hand moving with a rhythm that seemed to drive Ben wild.He could feel the tension building in Ben’s body, the way his muscles tightened beneath his touch, and it fueled his own desire.He wanted to see Ben fall apart—wanted to be the one to bring him to the edge, now and for the rest of their lives.
Ben’s hand came up, gripping Taylor’s wrist to still his movements.Taylor froze, his heart skipping a beat, and looked up at Ben with wide eyes.“Did I do something wrong?”
Ben shook his head.“No.You’re doing everything right.But I want to make this good for you, too.”
Taylor’s breath caught in his throat as Ben shifted, pressing him back onto the bed.Ben’s hands were firm yet gentle as he guided Taylor onto his back.Taylor felt a rush of heat as Ben straddled him, his body hovering over Taylor’s, their faces inches apart.
“You already made it good for me,” he pointed out.He sounded breathless.
“Let me take care of you.”
Taylor nodded, his pulse racing as Ben’s hands slid along his chest.He shivered, his nipples hardening beneath Ben’s touch.Ben’s fingers trailed lower, tracing the lines of Taylor’s abdomen before slipping beneath the waistband of his underwear to push it down.
Taylor’s heart raced as Ben shifted, getting both of them naked before pressing his body against Taylor’s again.Taylor could feel the hardness of Ben’s cock pressing against his thigh.He reached out, his fingers trembling as he wrapped them around both their cocks.He might have come once already, but his body was ready for more.
Ben’s gaze locked onto his.The rhythm of Taylor’s hand accelerated, his strokes more confident as he worked them closer to the edge.It was different, yes, but it also felt impossibly right.
Ben’s breath came in shallow gasps, his hips rocking into Taylor’s hand as the pressure built.
“Taylor,” Ben groaned, his voice ragged with need.“I’m close.”
