Page 76 of Shift Change

“Okay. How should I… Fuck!” The lube flew out of my hand and landed on the far side of the bed. I reached for it, and when I held it up like a trophy, my hand was shaking.

Nate smiled. “Little nervous, huh?”

“Yep.” I put my free hand over his heart, and its rapid beat grounded me. “I’ve never wanted anyone this much before, even you, but I’m… I’m afraid I’ll hurt you.”

“You’re big, so it’s a possibility, but it’s worth the risk.”

We laughed. It was the shrill, silly giggle of nerves, but it cleared the air. When we quieted, Nate looked calmer, and I’d stopped shaking.

He traced his fingers over my abs and said, “We’re in love, and we both want this. You wouldn’t hurt me for anything, and if I didn’t trust you, I wouldn’t have asked for this. No matter what you do to get me ready, it’s going to hurt when you stick that freight train of a cock up my ass. We’ll deal with it. I’ll tell you if it’s too much.”

“I’ll go as slow as I can.”

“I can’t wait to feel you inside me. See your face when you feel me. You want to feel my tight ass around your dick, don’t you?”

“Fuck yes.” My heart was pounding so fast it was hard to breathe.

“I’ll squeeze as much as I can. I know how good it feels.”

He squeezed my cock with his hand, a demonstration, I guess. The need was building fast, and I didn’t think I could wait much longer. My voice came out low and rough. “You’ll really let me inside you?”

Nate smiled. “I want us to be one that way, so get me ready.”

My stomach clenched even as more heat surged through me. I’d seen this in porn, sure, but everybody knew porn was bullshit. I tried not to sound panicked. “How?”

“You’ve fingered me before, so start like that. One finger, then two. Same as you’d do with a girl except…” He lifted his hand and scissored his fingers with all the authority of a serious sex ed professor. “You’ll need to do that.”

A laugh broke out of me.God, I love him so much.

I arranged a pillow under his hips and kissed him before getting to work. When I slid my middle finger inside, he hissed through his teeth—more surprise than pain—and his hips shifted against my hand. I moved gently, curling and stroking, and when his eyes were dark and unfocused, I thought he was ready for more.

“Second?” My voice was a little shaky.

He nodded.

I added my index finger, scissoring like he’d shown me. He groaned, low and guttural, and his ass relaxed like he wanted everything I had to give.

“Fuck yes,” he whispered. “Can’t wait for your cock.”

I leaned over until our lips were a whisper apart. “You need me, huh? Want me to pound you?” I nipped at his plump lower lip.

“Fuck yes. After I get used to you.”

I kissed his lips. “I’ll remember, sweets.”

He cupped the back of my head and kissed me, slipping his tongue into my mouth. The sweetness of him was still there, but it was laced with sharp, electric heat. I melted into it and got lost in him—his taste, the tight grip of his ass around my fingers, and the slick, hot slide inside him.

My other hand found his cock. I loved how hard he was for me, and I stroked him slowly. When he reached for mine, I pulled back enough to stop him. “Don’t. If you do that, this will be over before it starts.”

My dick was painfully hard, throbbing like it might detonate, and the only place I wanted to come was inside him. I’d bury myself deep, surrounded by his perfect tightness, and pound the shit out of him until we both lost our minds.

“That’s enough.” His voice was low and hungry. “Let’s fuck.”

My heart took off at a gallop, and I raised my head. “You sure?”

“Do it, Chuck. I need you so bad I’m going crazy.”

I rolled off him, got to my knees, and handed him the lube. He slicked more onto his ass, then wrapped his fist around me and gave a few firm strokes that nearly made my eyes cross.

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