He buried his face back in my chest, and I felt him take a shaky breath. We lay there in silence for a while, just holding each other, and I tried not to think about the clock ticking down to when he’d have to leave. Tried not to think about how empty this bed would feel without him in it.
“So,” Xavier finally said, his voice muffled against my skin. “What exactly are these things that need your attention today?”
I felt heat creep up my neck and my cock twitched, growing against him. “Well, I was hoping you might have some ideas.”
He lifted his head as he ground his hips against mine, that wicked gleam returning to his eyes. “Oh, I have plenty of ideas, Sheriff. The question is whether you can keep up.”
“That sounds like a challenge.”
“Maybe it is.” He shifted, straddling my legs in one fluid movement that made my breath catch. The sheet fell away, revealing all that smooth, tanned skin that I couldn’t seem to get enough of. His cock was already hard, standing proudly in front of him. He reached down, wrapping his hand around both of us at the same time and stroked lightly. “So, what are you going to do about it?”
I gripped his hips, feeling my cock thicken against his. I let out a soft moan of delight. “I think…” I took a deep breath. “I think I want you to fuck me.”
Xavier’s hand stopped immediately. “You… You do?”
I nodded, feeling heat fill my cheeks. “I’ve never done anything like that before but… well… I want you to be my first.”
“Really?”
“If that’s okay with you?—”
“Of course it’s okay with me!” he practically shouted. “I just… well, I don’t get to top that often. I’m a little out of practice.”
“I don’t have any expectations,” I replied. “Just be gentle I guess.”
Xavier’s hand returned to stroking us both, his cock harder than I thought possible. “Oh, don’t you worry. I’m gonna take good care of you, Sheriff.”
I watched him lean down, his lips finding mine in a kiss that was somehow both tender and hungry. My heart hammered against my ribs as the reality of what I’d just asked for sank in. I was about to let Xavier inside me in a way I’d never let anyone before. The vulnerability of it made my skin prickle with nervous heat.
“You sure about this?” Xavier asked against my mouth, his hand still working both our cocks together. “We can do anything else you want. No pressure.”
“I’m sure,” I said, though my voice came out shakier than I intended. “I trust you.”
Those three words seemed to affect him deeply. His eyes softened, and he pressed his forehead to mine. “Okay,” he whispered. “Just tell me if anything doesn’t feel right, and we stop immediately. Deal?”
“Deal.”
He climbed off me to reach for the nightstand, pulling out the lube and condoms I’d bought after our first time together. He sat them down at the end of the bed, making sure they were within reach. Just the sight made my cock throb with anticipation despite the nervousness churning in my gut.
“Roll over for me,” he said gently. “On your stomach. It’ll be easier this way for your first time.”
I did as he asked, settling onto my stomach and gripping the pillow beneath my head. The position made me feel exposed in a way I’d never experienced, but when Xavier’s hands smoothed over my back, warm and reassuring, some of the tension eased from my shoulders.
“God, you’re gorgeous,” he murmured, his palms sliding down to cup my ass. “You’ve got an amazing ass.”
“Yeah?” I managed, my voice muffled by the pillow.
“Hell yes.” His thumbs traced the curve of my cheeks, spreading me open slightly. “Just relax for me, okay? I’m gonna make this so good for you.”
Before I knew what was happening, his tongue was on my hole, hot, wet, and slick. I tensed up immediately, a groan of pleasure echoing into the pillow as I gripped it tight.
“Breathe, Marcus,” he said softly. “Just breathe and let your body relax. I’m just getting you ready.”
I forced myself to take slow, deep breaths. Xavier’s tongue was magic, circling and teasing in ways that made my whole body shudder. I’d done this to him before, but experiencing it myself was something else entirely. Every nerve ending felt like it was on fire, pleasure shooting through me in waves I wasn’t prepared for.
“That’s it,” he murmured between licks, his breath hot against my skin. “You’re doing so good, Marcus.”
His praise made something warm bloom in my chest, mixing with the physical sensations until I couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began. I felt his tongue press inside me, just barely, and my hips jerked involuntarily.
