“I’ve never done this before,” Adan said, then chuckled. “Obviously.”
“Neither have I, but we’ll figure it out together.” I pulled him down for another deep kiss, pouring all my desire and affection into it.
When we parted, breathless, I shifted onto my stomach. “You’ll have to… prepare me. Open me up.”
Adan’s hands caressed down my back, over the curve of my ass. I heard the click of the lube bottle opening. With exceeding gentleness, he circled my entrance before slowly pressing a finger inside. Classic Adan—he’d gone straight for his goal. I exhaled, willing my body to relax and accept the intrusion. It felt strange at first, but not painful.
Adan worked his finger in and out, getting me used to the sensation. “Okay?”
“Yeah. You can do more.”
He slid in a second finger. The stretch burned slightly but I focused on relaxing, on the intimacy of letting Adan inside my body. He worked me open with careful patience, adding more lube and a third finger when I was ready. The fullness started to feel good, especially when he curled his fingers and brushed against a spot that made me gasp.
“There?” Adan asked, sounding pleased with himself. He rubbed over that spot again and pleasure sparked through me.
“Yes, right there,” I managed to say. “Feels amazing.”
“Good. I want to make you feel amazing.” He withdrew his fingers. “Do you think you’re ready for me?”
I nodded. “Please, I need you.”
I heard the crinkle of the condom wrapper, then felt Adan’s weight settle over me again, his chest pressed to my back. He nuzzled into my neck, kissing my racing pulse. “Tell me if I need to stop or slow down, okay?”
“I will. I trust you.”
The blunt head of his cock nudged against my entrance.
“Okay?” he checked one more time.
“Yes. Please, Adan.”
With that, he began to push inside, moving incrementally, letting me adjust to his girth. My body instinctively tensed at the unfamiliar intrusion, but I focused on keeping my breathing steady and relaxing around him. Adan paused, his broad chest flush against my back, letting me adjust. He placed soft kisses along the nape of my neck.
“You feel incredible, Nils,” he murmured against my skin. “So tight and perfect.”
I could only moan in response, words escaping me as he filled me deeper. The sensation was overwhelming: a twinge of pain mixed with a growing undercurrent of pleasure. I had never felt so vulnerable, so utterly claimed by another person. And I wanted more.
“Keep going,” I whispered, wanting to feel all of him.
Adan pressed further, sinking in inch by delicious inch until his hips were flush against my backside. He stilled again, his breath ragged against my neck. Being joined with him like this, as close as two people could possibly be, sent a thrill through me. I was completely vulnerable, open to him in every way, and there was nowhere I would rather be.
I experimentally clenched around him and Adan let out a low groan. “You keep doing that and this is going to be over embarrassingly fast,” he warned.
I huffed a laugh that turned into a moan as he began to move, withdrawing slowly before gliding back in, rocking his hips in shallow thrusts that sent sparks of pleasure through my core. This wasn’t fucking—this was making love, showing with our bodies what we’d been unable to say for so long.
He built a steady rhythm, each thrust a little deeper, a little harder, angling to find that spot inside me that made stars explode behind my eyelids. Pleasure coiled tighter and tighter at the base of my spine as he moved within me.
I fisted my hands in the sheets, pushing myself on my elbows and knees to meet his thrusts, needing him deeper still. “Adan,” I gasped out, barely recognizing my own voice, wrecked with pleasure. “Please…”
He reached beneath me to wrap a hand around my straining erection, stroking me in time with his thrusts. The dual stimulation made my toes curl and my back arch, pressing me more fully against Adan’s muscled chest. He groaned, sinking impossibly deeper. I cried out as he brushed against that spot inside me, sending shockwaves of ecstasy through my core. “There…”
He obliged, snapping his hips faster, driving into me with more force. Heat pooled in my core, building to an impossible crescendo. Every stroke of Adan’s hand, every thrust of his hips, drove me closer to the edge. Pleasure coiled tighter and tighter inside me, my body trembling with the need for release. Adan’s breath was hot against my neck, his low grunts mingling with my desperate moans.
“Adan, I’m close,” I gasped out, my voice strained.
His hand sped up on my aching cock. “Let go, Nils. I’ve got you.”
With a few more deep thrusts against that perfect spot inside me, I shattered. Ecstasy crashed through my body in intense waves as I spilled over Adan’s fist, my inner muscles clenching around him. Adan groaned, his hips stuttering, and with a final snap of his hips, he followed me over, pulsing deep within me.
