Page 107 of Kiss Me Honey Hone

Aaron let out a soft whimper, trembling with need and anticipation. He wanted Kenny in, too. More than he cared to admit. And when Kenny moved lower, massaging his buttocks with a firm yet gentle pressure, Aaron sank beneath him. Kenny leaned over, grabbing more oil and squirting it onto Aaron’s cheeks, working the moisture in, gliding his thumbs into his crevice. Aaron balled his fists into the sheets, breaths nothing but shallow gasps. He wanted it. Wanted it really badly. But there were still lingering issues he hadn’t fought away yet.

“You can say no.” Kenny removed the towel fromunderneath him, discarding it to the floor, leaving Aaron completely at his mercy. “I’ll understand.”

And of course,heknew. Heunderstood. And, of course,hewas helping Aaron chase those lasting, lingering ghosts away. Kenny was a doctor between the sheets, too.Aaron’sdoctor. Aaron’slover.

“Or tell me to stop whenever you need me to, and I will. No matter what.” Kenny shimmied back, spreading Aaron’s legs apart, kneeling between them, and hitching up Aaron’s hips. “But you have no idea how long I’ve been thinking about getting inside you.”

“Since I got out of the hospital?”

“Since I first saw you across a dancefloor.”

“Funny that.” Aaron exhaled, long and lingering. “Cause that’s how long I’ve wanted you inside me, too.” He peered over his shoulder to catch Kenny gazing back at him in awe. “We are talking physically, though, right?”

Kenny palmed his own dick. “Yeah. This time. But in case of any miscommunication, get ready. I’m about to fuck you.”

Aaron swallowed. Hard. And with his arse now in the air, Kenny worked the liquid into him and had him totally exposed. Vulnerable. Yet completely safe in Kenny’s expert hands. Then,fuck, God, fuck,it wasn’t his hands anymore as Kenny hovered his face between his arse cheeks, andfuck, yes, fuck,flicked out his tongue and licked, lapping him up, circling his entrance. It was so warm, so wet, so damngood, but Aaron squirmed.

Kenny edged away. “You okay?” He rubbed a hand up his back.

“Mm hm.”

“I can stop.”

“No!” Aaron rushed out. “No. Please. More. I need more of your filthy fucking tongue.”

Kenny chuckled, then drifted his hand back to Aaron’s arse topull his cheeks apart and returned his tongue to where Aaron needed it, plunging inside him. After dragging Aaron to the edge of sanity with gradual, thorough rimming, Kenny pulled back just enough to drizzle more oil onto his skin. The slick warmth followed the path of his fingers as he traced slow, languid circles around Aaron’s entrance, teasing, testing, holding him right at the brink. Then, without a word, he eased that finger inside him. Aaron gasped, arching upwards, seeking more. Another finger crept in, and Kenny twisted, working open his hole, preparing him with a tenderness that had Aaron’s eyes stinging with unshed tears.

Kenny knelt behind him, fingers still pulling him open. “We good to do this just me?”

“Yeah. On PrEP.”

Kenny would know Aaron got tested courtesy of his little hospital stay. He didn’t need to ruin the mood with his emailed results.

“Me too.” Kenny removed his fingers, squirting more liquid onto Aaron before wriggling forward, his cockhead poking at Aaron’s entrance. “You tell me if you need me out. Whenever you need. I’ll come out.”

“Stop talking, doc, and get inside me.”

“Fucking plan to.” Kenny drove forward, breaching Aaron.

Aaron bucked. Gasped.God, Kenny was big. He hadn’t done this in a long time and Kenny was bigger than anyone he’d ever let or had forced there before.

“You gonna let me in, baby?” Kenny said, soft and velvety smooth, stroking his back, then cupping his arse cheeks, spreading them.

Aaron blew out a fierce breath, loosening himself. Then, inch by agonising inch, Kenny eased himself inside him. Aaron let out a moan and Kenny circled an arm around his waist, drew him close, then tipped them both onto their sides, laying down to spoon behind him and thrust the rest of his length inside him. Hepaused. And they both held their breaths, hearts pounding in sync.

“I’m in you,” Kenny whispered into his ear, awe filled and reverent.

“I feel you, lover.”

Kenny then hooked a leg over Aaron’s hip, hand searching for Aaron’s, and Aaron slipped his into it. He gripped, entwining their fingers.

“You okay?” Kenny nuzzled into his neck.

“Yeah. Move, doc. Fucking move.”

Kenny did as he asked, and began slow, gradual, almostpainfulthrusts in, then out, then back in, building the rhythm, steady and controlled.

“Good boy,” Kenny panted. “You feel so fucking good.”

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