“I thought you weren’t a virgin.” Linc pushed in farther.
It was...Yeah, okay, the sensation was a bit weird at first. Not controlling the movement was strange, but then Linc slipped a second finger inside, and the stretch made him gulp.
“Still okay?”
“Yeah.” He wanted this. He just—
Light shot out from the back of his eyes.
“Holy hell.”
Linc chuckled low, sweeping over Avery’s prostate. The feeling was incredible, even as he crawled back out of his brain.
“Better?” Linc said. He was back to kissing Avery’s feet, brushing his lips over his ankle while he worked him open.
“Good. Yeah. So good.”
Another finger, slick and wide. The stretch and pressure were still a little weird, and Avery gasped.
“You’re still awfully tight. We don’t have to keep going,” Linc said.
Avery’s eyes flew open. “I’m fine.” His feet skittered out from under him when Linc hit his prostate again, and they jammed against Linc’s thighs, dangerously close to his erection.
Linc laughed softly. “Careful. You need that in working order.” Then he withdrew his fingers.
“What? Why did you stop.” Avery lifted his head off the mattress.
“Trying something new.”
Avery nearly protested as Linc stood, but then he was shucking his boxer briefs. His cock bobbed out from dark curls. Avery couldn’t keep from licking his lips while Linc stroked himself.
“Oh, yeah.” He chuckled softly. “You’re still on board.”
“So on board.” Avery couldn’t take his eyes off the flushed head that slid in and out of Linc’s strong hand.
“Grab the lube.”
Avery moved quickly to comply.
“Touch yourself. Just like I am.”
Avery did. He never looked away from Linc, keeping their strokes timed together. Linc knelt on the edge of the mattress and made his way around until they were facing each other, inches apart.
“We’re going to be so good together.” Linc kissed him sweetly.
Avery grabbed hold of Linc’s lower lip with his teeth and growled, making him laugh.
“Keep going,” Linc said as he reached down and grabbed a condom. His dick was at full mast, the thick vein trailing down to the base. Avery kept jacking himself while Linc rolled the condom down and lubed himself up, then pushed himself up against the headboard, muscular legs crossed in front of him.
His grin nearly had Avery shooting all over his hand.
“Hop on,” he said.
Avery had imagined it differently. In his fantasies, Linc was in charge. Pushing into him, telling him what to do.
And yet somehow, here he was in Linc’s lap, head tilted down as they kissed and stroked each other. He lubed up his own fingers and slid them inside, riding them until he was comfortable.
“Yeah. Oh, fuck, you have no idea what your face looks like right now.” Linc sucked on his collarbone. He was so mouthy. Avery definitely liked that.
