“Is that enough?”
Dean glanced at my cock, hard and flushed, pointing toward the ceiling. He swallowed. “One more.”
I nodded, then added a third finger. He lay so still as I filled him, the heat of him surrounding them, searing them. I bent over and kissed him while I searched inside him for that little bump.
I knew the moment I found it. Dean’s loud groan bounced off the walls.
“Oh, fuck,there. Right there.”
I couldn’t wait a second longer.
I withdrew my fingers, covered him with my body, and kissed him, slow and sweet, one hand supporting me, the other guiding my cock to his hole, pushing against it, until the head was inside him.
Dean groaned into my mouth. “You’re so warm.”
I froze.Oh.OH. “Dean…”
He stared at me. “Wait…” He jerked his head toward the bedside table, to the dwindling pile of bright yellow wrappers. Then he snapped back to me. “I thought they talk to you!”
“I wasn’t listening! I was distracted.”Kvrat, his heat around my shaft…. “Do you want me to pull out?”
“No!”
I was all the way inside him, and he was so tight around me, so hot. I pulled out a little before sinking back, his body sucking me in, holding me there.
“How…” I swallowed, fighting to breathe normally. “How do you do this?”
He managed a frown. “Huh?”
“I’m going to come… now!” And before I could draw another breath, I was pulsing into him, my cock throbbing deep inside him, emptying myself into him.
Dean’s eyes were impossibly wide. “Is this how it feels for you?”
I bowed my head, my cock spent but still inside him. “How would I know? Condoms, remember?” I eased out of him, then sat up because I wanted tosee. My cum trickled from his hole, andbože, my breathing quickened at the sight.
I lay beside him, my cock limp, and wrapped my fingers around his dick.
Three tugs was all it took to have him shooting over his belly, moans escaping him, tremors ricocheting through him.
I waited until his breathing settled into its normal rhythm before leaning over to kiss him. “Hey.”
Dean smiled without opening his eyes. “Hey.”
A knot had lodged itself somewhere beneath my ribs.
“I’m sorry about the condom.”
That finally made him look at me. “Luka.”
“I know. We should have?—”
Dean pressed his fingers to my lips. “Stop. Don’t. That was…” He laughed weakly. “I don’t have the words, baby.”
My heart was still hammering. “Is… is it okay?”
He kissed my damp forehead. “How many tests do we go through? And they’d pick up on it if something was wrong with either of us. You’ve only ever been with me, and you just popped my cherry. I think we’re good.” He chuckled. “Just, next time?”
I sighed. “I know. Listen to the condoms.” I pressed myself against his side. “I mean it. How do you do this? You can last for hours.” Then I bit my lip. “Okay, maybe that is an exaggeration, but definitely longer than I managed.”
