He responded so beautifully to my touch, and he was so honest and open about his reactions. I could tell what he liked because he gave these low moans of pleasure, which was the most erotic soundtrack. I sucked his dick for longer than I’d intended, just to hear those sounds.

His dick was hard inside my mouth, and leaking steadily. The salty flavour of his pre-come burst across my tongue as I sucked and slid my fingers in and out of his tight hole.

I kept adding lube, making sure all he could feel was the slick glide of my fingers and the suction around his dick.

When I had four fingers pumping in and out of him, I knew he was ready. He was stretched enough to finally take my cock.

And yet I kept going for a while longer. Wilfred moaned and he rocked his hips back and forth unconsciously, fucking himself on my fingers.

Damn, he was going to be the death of me. I’d known he was a sexy man but he’d been so oblivious to my attraction that I’d half expected him to be shy or timid. The next moan he gave was truly porn-tastic and I felt my own dick throb.

I had been neglecting it, focused on Wilfred, on making him feel good and preparing him for me but I didn’t think I’d last much longer if I kept doing this. I could probably come just from grinding against the sheets, with my fingers inside Wilfred and his dick filling my mouth.

With an effort of will, I stopped and positioned us both.

I only just remembered to grab the alpha condom I’d placed on the bed beside the lube, knowing I’d need it and guessing – correctly, as it turned out – that I’d get too lost in the feeling of my man to remember it unless it was right in front of me. I longed to go bare inside Wilfred but it was important to wrap it until we’d had that conversation.

As soon as I’d rolled the condom on and slicked it up just to make sure I wouldn’t hurt him, I lifted Wilfred’s knees to get him ready to take my cock. He was so stunning, so strong and soft. He looked up at me with wonder in his eyes and I felt like I’d somehow won the lottery. Of all the people in the world,Iwas the one here with Wilfred, on the receiving end of that look. I didn’t know what I’d done to deserve such luck but I was going to take it.

Wilfred was mine.

I nearly growled the word, “Mine,” as I slid inside him.

Wilfred’s hole was tight and I moved slowly, making sure to ease inside him. My slow pace and the stretching and the lube were all working because I watched his face carefully for any signof distress and saw none. He actually tried to wriggle closer to me.

Once I was fully seated, I held still for a moment, giving him time to adjust. His body fit mine perfectly.

“Are you ready?”

He nodded quickly and I wanted to laugh at his eagerness. It made me proud, to be making him feel so good that he wanted more.

More of me.

I settled myself firmly and eased out before thrusting back in. I took my time, building a pace that maximised both our pleasure.

Wilfred moaned each time I thrust inside him and I began to move faster, thrust harder. His moans got louder, and I hardly felt in control of my own body. Wilfred was driving me crazy, and all I wanted was to make him moan like that again, hear that sound and come deep inside him.

I was close.

Already, I could feel my orgasm building and I knew it would wreck me and—

Damn, I suddenly realised my knot would pop. There was no way I’d be able to come inside Wilfred and not knot him.

I stopped thrusting inside him and withdrew, careful not to yank myself free. I reached down to touch the base of my cock and hissed as my fingertips brushed against the sensitive skin. Yeah, my knot was just about ready to expand.

Beneath me, Wilfred looked up with a worried little frown. I leaned down to kiss him, pressing my lips to his and tasting his sweetness.

It felt good but it also gave me just a second to get myself under control. When I pulled back, I managed to say, “Wilfred, I’m going to knot you if I come inside you. Do you want that ordo you want me to jerk off over you? Either way, I’ll make you come. I’ll make you feel good.”

His eyes became wide with amazement. “You’d-you’d knot me?”

He really had no idea how bad I had it for him, did he?

“Yes, I will.”

Those beautiful grey eyes became misty with tears. “I’d like that.”

“You want my knot, baby?”