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“I’m okay. It’s just…a lot.”

“Do you want me to back off?”

“No!” Beck glanced down at him. “No. Please. Keep going.”

Kole stared at him for a moment before he curled his finger and pressed against the spot inside him, sending his brain spinning once more, but for slightly different reasons. He’d never experienced that, though he’d known about it.

“Holy shit!”

Kole chuckled around his cock, and it sent more vibrations through him. Beck closed his eyes and let himself feel everything Kole was doing to him. A second finger joined the first, the initial burn something that tried to send him back to when he was younger, but he refused to let it. It helped that Kole was sucking his dick because Drake never did that. A third finger. A fourth, and Beck was right on the edge of coming. Kole must’ve realised it, too, because he removed his mouth.

“Ready for more?” Kole whispered.

Beck opened his eyes. “Always with you.” And it was at that moment that Beck realised something he’d always known but hadn’t realised he’d known—Beck had the control. Being a bottom was all about control regardless of what he’d thought before. Kole had the power to force him, but he wouldn’t. Beck had the ability and the right to say no, and Kole would obey him. With that epiphany, every muscle in his body relaxed, and Kole’s eyebrows rose.

“I love you,” Beck said. “You’ll never hurt me.”

“I won’t. Not intentionally.”

Kole pulled his fingers free and sat upright, his cock ready and willing to take Beck. He slicked it well, Beck watching his everymove, and then Kole braced himself on one hand while pressing the head against Beck’s hole. Beck slid his hands up Kole’s body until he reached his face and cupped his jaw.

“I trust you. I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Kole pressed in, and Beck’s breath caught at the welcome intrusion. The heat, the uncompromising pressure, the stretching. Thepleasure.It was everything his previous times had never been.

When Kole was fully seated, he caged Beck in with his arms, and Beck wrapped his legs around his waist, needing the full-body connection for just a moment. Beck kissed him and slowly built the intensity of it until all he could feel, hear, taste, see and smell was Kole. He was all around him. And when Kole finally started moving, it was everything.

Tears overflowed as their movements increased, the push and pull of their bodies indicating a frenzy was oncoming. Beck unhooked his legs, resting his feet against the bed so he had more leverage and for Kole to go deeper, but Kole had other ideas. He grabbed Beck’s legs and lifted them to his shoulders before slamming into him. Beck’s eyes crossed at the pleasure, the heated flush working its way through his nerves, his muscles, his skin, everywhere. All he could hear was their panting breaths and the slap of their skin, and it was beautiful music.

He wrapped his hands around his cock and stroked, his other hand reaching above him to brace himself on the headboard.

“Fuck, yes.” Beck gritted his teeth, unable to look away from Kole, sweat dripping down both their faces. “Give it to me.”

“Jesus, Beck. Don’t talk like that if you want me to last.”

“Fuck me, baby. Come on. Give it to me.”

Kole’s rhythm faltered, his grip tightening on Beck’s thighs, and Beck increased his stroking. “Fuck, fuck,” Kole chanted and held himself deep inside Beck.

Beck helped himself over the edge at the same time, his head dropping backwards as his climax rushed through him, wracking his body with contractions. With the rushing in his ears, he couldn’t hear anything except Kole’s cursing, and he couldn’t help smiling.

He let out a long exhale when his body finally stopped and caught Kole as he slumped forward.

“Holy shit, Beck,” Kole panted.

“That’s my line.”

Kole chuckled and kissed him briefly. “That was…” He didn’t finish, just shook his head, and Beck grinned, feeling much lighter than he had before, almost as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

They stayed that way for a long while, even as their skin cooled, and goosebumps covered them both. It was only when a shiver wracked Kole’s body that Beck’s instincts had him rolling them over so he could climb off the bed and start a bath. He put in some lavender bubble bath and headed back to the room. Kole hadn’t moved an inch, although he was awake, but his eyes tracked Beck’s movements.

“What?” Beck asked.

Kole smiled. “You’re amazing.”

A warmth heated his body, nothing to do with arousal this time, and he cursed silently as his cheeks flushed. He knew they had because he felt it. “You’re not too bad yourself.”

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