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“Why now?” he asks without anger.

“Honestly?”

“Always.” He tightens his leg on my waist.

“Lots of reasons. One, I want you to be my first. Two, I’ve been waiting for the right time to ask, but something inevitably goes wrong. Three, if you’re up for it, put me out of my misery.” I grin and act exasperated.

“So it’s not you giving me control?”

“Plausibly, a tiny bit. But have you met you? You’re a bossy bottom.” I press my lips to his forehead.

Sky dissolves into giggles. “You good to prep?” he asks between laughs.

“I’m not useless.” I smash my lips together so I don’t sulk.

“Arion, not knowing how to do something doesn’t make you useless. I’m offering my services or supervision.” He rolls off the bed and extends his hand.

“I can’t say no to that.”

Sky takes his role as supervisor very seriously. I’ve never been so clean, and he inspects my work with his tongue. After he’s had his dessert, he leads me back to bed.

“It might be easier for your first time if you ride me.” He settles into the middle of the bed with his erect cock pointing at me. “You’ll have control of pacing and depth.”

I crawl over him, threading fingers into his curls. “What if I don’t want control? I’d rather be at your mercy.” I suck the pulse point on his neck and reach for the lube.

“I’ll fuck you upside down or sideways.” Sky pushes me onto my back and takes the lube. “Hold your knees,” he instructs.

My heart hammers faster and faster with no rhythm. Sky kisses my lips slowly and sinfully. He breathes air into my lungs and pulls my spiky hair. The sound I make can only be interpreted as frustration.

“I’m going to fuck you so good once you relax,” he says against my lips, and my shoulders drop, releasing tension. I’m on the verge of begging him when his hand skates along my body, teasing my cum gutter.

I moan and arch up into him. He rewards me by kissing my torso and opening the bottle of lube. His tongue traces one side of my V, then the other. My cock is leaking and jumping as if it can get into Sky’s mouth. His fingers gently trace my rim, and I thrust so he’ll breach me.

“I need you,” I rasp, letting go of my legs so I can touch him.

“Your bossy bottom has not said you can let go of your legs. Is this what you need?” He dips his index finger and fires up nerves from my balls to my spine.

I melt around his touch and am so thankful he’s the first person to be inside me.

“Your ass squeezes my finger like it’s not enough. You want more, don’t you?” Sky hovers over me, and I spread my legs as wide as my hockey thighs will allow. “You’re the music to my dance,” he coos, and I’m on edge already.

He adds another finger, stealing my breath until he works me loose. “Please,” I beg.

Sky kisses me and adds a third finger. I crave the pressure and wince at the same time.

“Are you going to let me fuck this juicy hockey ass? Are you going to take all the cum I give you? Scream my name while painting your abs with your cum.” His voice has dropped a seductive octave, and I mentally do a hockey drill to stave off my orgasm.

Sky leans his weight on the back of my legs and lines himself up.

“Okay?” he asks.

“Please,” I plead again.

He sinks into me slow and steady. “You’re mine,” he purrs. I said I wanted to be at his mercy, so I let him set the pace. Sky holds still when he bottoms out, and his balls rest snugly against my ass. “You ready to experience what your body can do?”

I nod, sure my words will come out garbled.

“Stay with me,” he says, and it’s the only warning I get before he swivels his hips. I expected hard thrusts, but this is so much better. His dick is taking a tour of my ass and hellbent on finding every pleasure point.