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Panting, we stared at each other with both having the same idea. Cole and I scrambled to pull our pants down, toeing off our shoes, not wanting to stop and lose the moment of make-up sex that we both enjoyed.

When we were in the living area, and both nude, his legs parted, and I licked my lips. I opened my mouth and took his cock down my throat without gagging. Julian had taught me that exercise, preparing me for every man except him.

As my father would say,“Nothing is wasted.” That technique allowed me to satisfy, and have Cole here with me.

Cole whispered, “If there was no reason to come back to you, I would because of how you make me feel now. Where am I going to find a man like you who makes me feel alive in bed and is satisfying my every sexual fantasy and desires?” he said, moaning in pleasure as I prepared to suck him dry.

With one hand on his nipple, and one squeezing and palming his balls, and my mouth covering his cock down to it’s base, I used everything I could to ensure he’d stay with me if for no other reason but the sexual experience I’d give him today, and it would be the best he’d ever had, and he couldn’t leave me if he wanted to.

Precum was gushing out of his cock, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before he’d give me the assurance of how he felt about me. “It’s time, Daniel.” That was the signal. I bit his nipple, tightened my fist around his sac, and sucked his dick, tightened my mouth and pulled on his cock. “I’m coming, baby.” I sucked harder and when his body tightened, his legs trembled and then he relaxed, his cum filled my mouth, but his cock was still hard, and there was more I had to do before I confessed.

I swallowed, and he placed his palm over my mouth, and wiped away the cum from my lips, then he reached and pulled me up to rest beside him. We glanced at each other, and Cole leaned over and kissed me, mouth wide, our tongues touching and sucking, fighting for dominance. His breath smelled partly of liquor and cigarettes. I didn’t know he smoked.

I liked the smell and taste of it. It reminded me of when I first met Cole. Sex with a young stranger had been the most exciting of my life. Not the kind I’d engaged with under Julian’s guidance, but the kind where you knew this was the man you wanted to spend your life with, and he’d break your heart, or change you forever.

He did break my heart, and changed me, but now I suspected he’d be the death of me if I lost him, because of the foolish mistake I’d made by going to see Julian.

When my thoughts had caught up to the moment, I heard and felt Cole’s hands pushing me on my knees and stomach. “I want you now, Daniel. If you’re not ready, I’m not waiting. I’m taking you,” he said in his commanding Master’s voice. I craned my head to the left and Cole’s eyes darkened. “Here or against the wall,” he said, standing behind me stroking his cock. “Do you remember our first meeting?”

How could I forget it? I thought I’d said those very words to him.

Chapter 13

Daniel

“I’ll take it here.On my knees,” I said, eager to submit to the love of my life. I opened my ass cheeks, and he squatted down between my legs as I held on to the sofa’s cushions. I heard him spit on his fingers and felt him rub them along my crack, taking time to insert two fingers into my hole.

“You’re so tight,” he moaned, dripped more saliva on my hole, and punched through my tight ring. I straightened up and used my hands to pinch my nipples, and stroked my cock as I pushed my ass back to take in Cole’s fingers.

I didn’t need any preparation because I was ready for him. From the time I relinquished being top and the Master in this relationship, I knew what I was giving up. Deep down, I was never a Master, but forced to be one by Julian. I wanted to be abused by a man I loved. Julian first initiated me when he bound me with rope, blindfolded me, and used a crop to mark my body and introduced me to severe pain—pain I’d never felt before, but welcomed.

I begged Julian to continue, but he wouldn’t, and now I realized he didn’t love me, and I’d never loved him. We were mismatched from the beginning, and it took me leaving and finding Cole to cause me to realize what I’d missed in those years—the years where I had been extremely sexually active, thinking I was pleasing the man I loved.

When Cole pulled his fingers out, he slapped my ass hard, my skin tingled from the pleasure of the pain before he lined his cock’s head against my ring of muscles, and he broke through with a powerful push. I gasped and he moaned from the pleasure of a tight hole.

The force of his hips, pushed my body forward, but he held me steady and sent his cock deep inside me. I felt him fill me completely. “Do what you want to me, Master,” I said breathlessly, knowing that each painful experience was what I wanted, and it would bring us closer to each other.

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