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“Keep going.”

I’m rocking my own erection into the bed. I do not plan on coming until I’m inside of Ollie.

I love how responsive Ollie is to me. Lavishing him with attention, I lock my eyes on his face, watching every emotion roll over him.

Lust.

Need.

Desire.

Something more that I can’t quite put a finger on.

I need to get out of my own head before I do something stupid like tell Ollie how much I love being with him.

Boyfriends don’t work out for me. I don’t want Ollie to be in the category of failed relationships.

Rocking back onto my heels, I watch as he jacks himself off.

“Ready for more?”

“Yes.” He nods, knocking his glasses askew.

Reaching across him, I grab the lube and pour a healthy amount onto my fingers. I warm it up before circling his rim and pushing one thick finger inside.

“Holy shit!” Ollie shouts, voice echoing around the room.

“You like that?” I curl my finger toward me, knowing the minute I find the bundle of nerves that is his prostate.

“Oh my God, I’m going to come.”

Leaning over him, I squeeze his hand to slow his moves.

“You are not coming until I am inside of you, do you understand?”

There’s a command in my voice that’s foreign to even my ears. Damn, if he doesn’t bring it out in me.

“That felt so good.”

His eyes close as I work my finger in and out of him, stretching him wide before pushing in a second finger to scissor them back and forth.

Ollie’s dick is making a mess all over his stomach. I let go of his hand and drag my finger through his cum, bringing it to my lips.

“Look at me.”

His gaze snaps open to meet mine as I suck my finger inside my mouth.

“Hunter. Kiss me.”

Whatever Ollie wants tonight, he’ll get. He pushes up as I lean down to seal my lips against his.

It’s hot, delicious, and so fucking good, I might come at the smallest taste of him. Jesus. I’ve never been so worked up like this with any person before.

Of course I am with Ollie. Being with him means more to me then I’ll ever be able to put into words.

“Hunter. Please. Now.”

“You sure?” I ask, dropping my forehead to his.