“What?” My question turned into a groan because he bent his head and took my tip into his mouth. My knees tried to buckle, so I grabbed his shoulders and tried to quell my instinct to push my hips forward into the wet heat of his mouth. If I wanted him to keep going, it wouldn’t do any good to choke him his first time out.
He bobbed to take more of me and gagged anyway. “Go easy,” I said. “Whatever you do will feel good unless you involve your teeth.”
He snorted and pulled off me, laughing. “I’ll try to remember that.”
I ran my fingers through his short, dark hair. “I imagined this so many times, but I never thought it would really happen.”
“Yeah?” He rose and took me in his arms. “I never thought you’d be interested in me, so I guess we’re even.” He took my mouth in a tender kiss, letting me taste myself on his tongue. “I want you so bad it hurts,” he said.
“Then have me.” I stepped away from him and went over to my nightstand. Opening the drawer, I took out the bottle of lube and the box of condoms I kept there and set them on the bed. I went back to him and slid my hands up his chest. “I want to feel that hard cock inside me.”
He blew out a breath. “I want that too. I just don’t want to hurt you.”
I cupped his cheek. “I’ll walk you through it. I have a feeling you’ll get the hang of it pretty quickly. I’ll let you know if it hurts, trust me.”
“Okay.”
I got on the bed on my hands and knees. I looked over my shoulder at him. The heat in his eyes could have set the sheets on fire. “Come on, baby. I need you.”
Zach climbed onto the bed behind me and picked up the bottle of lube. “I watched a bunch of porn, so I have an idea of what to do. Just let me know if something doesn’t feel right.”
That made my cock twitch and get even harder. “You watched gay porn?”
His hands caressed my ass cheeks while his thumb stroked up my crease. His voice was gravely with desire when he answered. “Yeah. The books I borrowed from you inspired me.”
I huffed a laugh. “Go me.”
My laugh turned to a groan when he spread my cheeks and brushed his finger over my hole. “This looks so tight. It’s going to feel so good around my cock.”
My cock twitched and my hips jerked forward. “Zach, I need you in me. Please.”
He grunted a wordless reply. I heard the click of the cap on the lube and felt the cool liquid dribble down my crack. Zach’s lubed finger circled my hole and then slid in slowly. His finger was thick, and the burn was sweet. It had been a while since I’d been with anyone, so I was glad he was taking his time. He leaned over me and asked, “Is this okay?”
“Yes,” I croaked. “Keep going. I need more.”
He pushed in deeper and then crooked his finger at just the right spot. My back arched, and I let out a groan of pleasure. “Oh god. Right there. Yes. More. Please.”
Zach’s breathing got ragged as he pressed a second finger into my opening. I hissed at the initial intrusion, and he stopped. “Are you okay? Is it too much?”
“I’m fine,” I ground out. “I just need a second to adjust. Do. Not. Stop.”
“Yes, sir,” he said with a hint of laughter.
I mock-glared at him over my shoulder. “Do not sass me, Mr. Kelley. This is serious business.”
His shoulders shook with suppressed laughter. “Yes, of course.” Then he slid his fingers farther in and I lost the ability to speak. The burn and stretch felt wonderful after my dry spell, and I pushed back against his fingers, looking for more.
He must have read my mind because a third finger joined the first two. “Yes,” I hissed. “Zach. Please. I’m ready.”
“Okay,” he said quietly.
He pulled his fingers from my body, and I felt empty and needy. I heard the sound of the condom wrapper opening and the snap of latex not long after. The click of the lube bottle followed, and then his hands were on my hips and the blunt tip of his cock nudged my entrance. I took a deep breath and relaxed as he pressed in, bearing down at the intrusion until I felt him breach the first ring of muscle. “So good,” I whimpered. “You’re so big.”
“Miguel. Oh god. I never knew. This is better than I imagined.” He kept pushing forward, taking me slowly but inexorably, until he finally bottomed out.
I paused for a moment just to breathe. Zach was not a small man, and he took a little getting used to. “Are you okay,” he asked gruffly.
“Yep,” I replied. “I just need a second to adjust.”
