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“No.” He got to his feet and palmed my solid cock. “Another time, maybe.” He ran his nose up the side of my face and inhaled deeply. “God, you smell good.” Then he covered my mouth with his and slid his tongue inside as he started stroking me, his thumb grazing my slit for lubrication.

He kissed down my neck and chest to mouth my nipples, sucking and licking, before making his way across to my armpit and sliding his tongue high up inside, and— “Oh fuck.”That should not feel as good as it does.

He grinned against my ribs and did it again. And nope, not a mistake.

“You like that, huh?” He kissed and licked and nipped his way back up to my face while sliding his cock alongside mine so he could stroke us both off.

“Old dogs, new tricks.” I breathed into his open mouth, then pushed him back until his legs hit the mattress and he sat, which put him pretty much at the perfect height to— “Holy mother of God.”

He swallowed me down without a single hesitation, and I would nevereverget used to how good he was at that shit, how deep he could take me. I cupped his jaw, my fingers resting on his throat, feeling him tighten and swallow.

“I’m not gonna last if you keep that up.” I gripped the base of my cock for emphasis.

He popped off, wearing a wicked smile. “Well, we can’t have that.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me down beside him. “Turn onto your stomach. How long has it been?”

I had to think. My thoughts had been consumed with Kane to the exclusion of anyone else for weeks. “Ah, a year, I think. Maybe more.”

His smile slipped a little, giving me another glimpse of those nerves that lay just underneath. “I want to make this good for you,” he said earnestly, biting his lip.

I leaned in and kissed him softly. “It will be amazing because it’s you.”

At which he sighed. “Good answer. But I want you begging for it.”

“Bring it on.”

And he did, eating my arse like it was his favourite thing in the world before grabbing the lube and fucking me with his fingers until I was a blabbering mess and boneless with my face smashed into the pillow. When he was satisfied he had me where he wanted me, he pulled free and slapped my hip.

“On your back. I want to see you.”

Yes, please. I couldn’t get there fast enough, and in seconds Kane was positioned between my legs, suited up in just one of the condoms—thank God—and with enough lube shoved up my arse to keep me shitting silicon for a week. I bit back a smile and let him go for it.

Finally happy he had me as ready as he wanted me, the tube of lube was fired off the bed, but his hesitation and ragged breaths told me everything I needed to know. I slid a hand up his jaw and made him look at me. “It’s gonna be great, sweetheart. I can’t fucking wait. Just when you’re ready.”

I dropped my hand and got some purchase as the first pressure hit my hole and Kane pressed inside, popping through the muscle with a filthy groan.

“Oh. My. Fucking. God.” He paused, panting, eyes wide with pleasure. “Holy shit. Holy shit. You’re so tight. I’m not gonna last, Abe. I’m not gonna—”

“Breathe.” We locked eyes. “You’ll be fine. Feels amazing, right?”

He nodded. “I never thought— Fuck, Abe, I have to keep going. I can’t—”

“Then go.” I breathed through the stinging stretch, keeping my expression calm. “I’m fine. It’s okay.”Kind of.It had been a long time and Kane wasn’t small. But I didn’t want to scare him off and I knew I could take him. To his credit, he showed enough restraint to slide in slow enough that I coped just fine, the sting quickly easing to a burning ache before slipping into raw need.

When I finally opened my eyes, he was staring down at me, the stress of his knife-edge control showing in his furrowed brow, along with what looked like worry in his eyes. “Are you okay?”

I nodded. “I’m perfect. You feel so good, like you belong there.”

His eyes widened a fraction.

“Now do your worst. I like it soft, rough, anything that takes your fancy.”

A grin split his face. “Fast is about all I think I can guarantee at the moment.”

I laughed. “Then fast it will be.” I fisted the sheets, pretty sure I was in for a ride. And I was.

Kane’s first couple of thrusts might’ve been tentative and exploratory, but he quickly found a solid rhythm and settled on hard and fast and a little wild at times, and I was there for it all with bells on.

“Oh my god.” He huffed the words, his eyes rolling back in his head as he pounded into me. “You are so fucking hot. This is... I can’t... nugh.”

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