Page 77 of Love in Mission City: The Shorts

“Well, you’ve been warned.”He winked as he lined himself up, then pressed in slowly.He levered himself above me, leaning on his elbows as he continued to slide in.

And it did hurt.But not unbearably so.The slow burn built, but then slowly receded as time passed.He seated himself fully, then he held himself still as I acclimated to the intrusion.I’d wanted this, and I had zero regrets.

Sweat broke out across his brow and I wiped it.

Our gazes clashed, and I nodded.

He nodded back and began to move.He pulled back a bit, then pushed back in.

I felt the slide.The pressure.The ache.All of it built in me as he continued to pull out almost all the way and push back inside.

He was holding back for me.“Fuck me, Julian.Please.Make me forget.”The extent I was going to acknowledge anything other than the feel of him inside me.

“Okay.”His thrusts became more insistent.

My cock perked up.

As he continued to nail me, he whispered, “Jack yourself.I want you to come again.”

So, apparently, did my body.I smeared a bit of precum on my length and grasped my cock.I matched his rhythm stroke for stroke as I climbed higher and higher.I wanted to make this good for him, but holding on—holding out—felt impossible.

“Come.”He spoke through gritted teeth.“It’s okay to let go.”

Letting go felt overwhelmingly impossible and absolutely necessary.So I did just that.I gave in and let the orgasm crash over me.I arched my neck and flung my head back as I let oblivion take over.

Julian thrust several more times, let out a few more oaths, and then he stilled.

I gazed up into his eyes as they blazed fire.

I caught my breath.

My life would never be the same.

Chapter Five

Julian

Notgoingtolie—thebest sex ever.

And that was saying something.I’d enjoyed plenty of men over the years, but none had been so responsive.None had touched my soul.And I was pretty sure none had been a virgin.

I’d definitely been nervous.

But August’s every reaction spurred me forward.Those little moans.The way he tightened around me.When he dug his heels into my hips to draw me closer.All of it took my breath away.

Now, as I came back down to earth from a mind-shattering orgasm, I reluctantly withdrew.I removed the condom, knotted it, and dropped it to the hardwood floor.I’d clean it up later.

The ceiling fan circulated the air, which was significantly warmer than when we first came in here.Generating a lot of body heat, apparently.

As I gathered August into my arms, I made a mental note of where the sheets were.Once we cooled, I might pull one over us.Of course, what were a few goose bumps if it meant I could gaze at this perfection?Even as I had the thought, I pushed it aside.He wouldn’t like that.If I knew one thing about my boss, it was that looks didn’t matter to him.He never objectified and he wouldn’t want to be.

I lay on my back and encouraged him to roll toward me and rest his head in the crook of my arm.

He complied and then drew lazy circles across my abdomen.I wasn’t as taut as I’d been fifteen years ago, but I was in decent shape.Climbing trees to trim them all day kept me in good shape.If I had a cheeseburger once in a while, I wasn’t likely to pay for it.Ten or fifteen years from now, that might be a different story.

“She’s gone.”

I stroked his head, using my nails to scratch his scalp.“I know.”

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