Not bad weird, but weird all the same. New.
He’d done a lot of new things with Connor, and they’d all workedout just fine.
“You need to keep breathing,” Connor said softly. “No passing outon me.”
Max nodded, letting out the breath he hadn’t realized he washolding and feeling his body relax around Connor’s finger at the same time. Hishead spun as it did, as he really let himselffeelConnor inside him,instead of letting the thought of it overwhelm him.
This was fine. Good, even. He hadn’t realized how sensitive he wasuntil now, when every nerve ending lit up with sharp pleasure. He gasped andsquirmed, trying not to be too loud so Connor wouldn’t stop.
Thelastthing he wanted was for this to stop.
“You’re doing great,” Connor purred, sliding his finger furtherinside. “We just need to warm you up a little, okay? That’s all this is.”
“Okay,” Max responded, his voice already rough. “I trust you,” headded, wanting Connor to know that instead of just thinking it to himself.
“Yeah?” Connor asked, sliding his finger in and out slowly. Tinysparks of pleasure followed his touch, making Max squirm. Now that he was usedto this, he already wanted more.
“Obviously,” Max said, finally brave enough to open his eyesagain. He found himself looking straight into Connor’s, close enough to seeevery detail in the fading afternoon light peeking through the curtains.“You’ve only ever looked out for me.”
Connor smiled, the corners of his eyes crinkling. “I’m so lucky Ifound you,” he said, brushing the tip of his nose against Max’s.
“I’m lucky I get to keep you,” Max murmured.
He wasn’t letting Connor go ever again.
“How does this feel?” Connor asked, still working his finger inand out of Max’s body.
“Good,” Max said, blushing. “Better than I thought, honestly.”
Connor chuckled, pressing the tip of a second finger against him.Max closed his eyes again, his breath catching as Connor pushed it in, a hotrush of arousal making him jerk his hips.
“You like this,” Connor murmured, brushing his lips against Max’sear. “Wait until you’ve got a whole cock inside you. You’ll love it.”
Max bit down on his lip, rocking his hips back against Connor’sfingers. He definitely wanted more of this. His nerves had been replaced byarousal, his skin getting hot and tight as Connor brushed against sensitivespots inside him.
Stars burst behind his eyes as Connor’s fingers made contact withwhat Max assumed had to be his prostate. He’d heard all about it, and beencurious, but never brave enough to explore on his own.
“Wow,” he gasped, his hips rocking by themselves, his body eagerfor more of whatever he’d just gotten.
Connor laughed softly. “Good, right?”
Max nodded eagerly. Itwasgood, and he was so ready formore.
“I want you,” he said softly. “Please.”
Connor leaned in, kissing him so gently it made Max’s heartclench.
“Patience,” he purred, rocking his fingers in and out again. Maxgasped as he pulled them all the way out, missing the touch immediately.
Max wasn’t feeling all that patient. His cock was hard and heavy,brushing against Connor’s stomach and leaving a trail of precome. His skin felttoo tight, too hot, arousal making him want to squirm and buck and get off anyway he could.
He knew how good this was going to feel. He could tell.
“I need you,” he murmured, hoping to get the point across.
He heard Connor swallow thickly in response. “You’re so hot likethis. I should tease you more often.”
“No more teasing,” Max gritted out. He’d beg if he had to. Hewanted Connornow.
