“You ready?”
He hooked his arms around his thighs, pulling his legs back. That was all the answer I needed. I
lined up the head of my cock at his entrance, leaning over him as I slowly pushed inside. Sammy went
completely still. His brows knit together, and his teeth dug into his bottom lip. “Breathe for me,
sweetheart. You’ve gotta relax. It’ll get better, I promise.”
At least I hoped to hell it would. He felt amazing but seeing the discomfort all over his face had
my erection flagging a bit. This wasn’t supposed to hurt him, physically or otherwise. I couldn’t even
imagine everything that was going through his mind. “Do you need a break?”
Sammy’s head thrashed back and forth on the pillow. He clawed my forearms, keeping me from
pulling away. “Just give me a second. It’s good, I promise, but it hurts, too.”
“I’ll give you as much time as you need,” I promised him. I combed my fingers through his hair,
my face inches from his. “You’re beautiful, baby. Thank you for trusting me with this.”
“Is it weird to say it feels right, like it was supposed to be you?” My heart exploded at his
admission. He cried out when I thrusted slowly, until I was fully seated inside his body.
“No baby, it feels that way to me, too,” I admitted. It was a heady fucking feeling to know I was
theonlyman who’d ever given him this. The stress lines on his face relaxed until Sammy flashed a
shy smile. I kissed his forehead, pulling back so I could stroke the back of my fingers over his cheek.
“Hi.”
“Hi,” he replied lazily. “I think I’m going to like this.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. The sheer wonder in Sam’s voice wrapped its way around my heart. “I
hope to hell you do. You feel so fucking good around me. Are you ready for more?”
“Yes, please.” As I pulled back and started slowly rocking back and forth, Sammy’s hands
explored every inch of my skin. He arched up, begging me to go faster, but I wanted to make this last.
I started stroking Sammy’s dick,needinghim to get off before me. I wanted to feel his body
clenching around my dick as I came. He writhed around, simultaneously chasing and trying to get
away from the sensations. It amazed me how sensitive he was there. And there was one spot…
Sammy let out a sound that would have made me think he was in pain if not for the blissed out
expression on his face as I found the part of his dick that always drove him over the edge. “Oh God!
Fuck! Don’t stop! Please!”
He kept begging me to keep fucking him, even as he tried swatting my hand away from his dick.
