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“Fuck,” he breathes.

“Already? No foreplay?” I tease, biting down on his earlobe and feeling him shiver. My other hand trails from his hips down to the coarse hairs on his thigh and cupping his balls. Eli’s face turns towards me and I capture his lips in a bruising kiss.

As my hand lets go of his throat, I reach down with both hands and peel the jersey off of him and over his head, tossing it somewhere on the floor.

“Lie down, ass up.”

Eli does as he’s told and gets rewarded with a swift slap on his right cheek.

“What a good boy you are when you’re willing to listen.”

All he says in reply is a muffledfuckand I smile to myself. He likes this, I think. He likes this a lot.

I move further down the bed and position my face at his entrance, using both my hands to massage his cheeks before spreading him open and licking him in one swipe of my tongue.

Eli groans into the pillow and jerks a little, but my hands keep him in place as I do it again and again. He relaxes more, and I reach around to pump his hard cock. I swipe the precum around and pause, bringing my hand up to his mouth.

“Suck.”

Two of my fingers disappear into his mouth and he gets them nice and wet until they come out with a pop. I move back to his entrance and circle both fingers, feeling him tense up.

“Try to relax. If there’s anything you don’t like, just tell me and we can stop.”

“Okay.”

I move my fingers around again, spreading the wetness and kissing his back. When I feel him relax more, I dip the tip of my index finger inside of him and hold it in place, letting him readjust.

My free hand reaches around to play with his cock again and the more he relaxes, the further inside my finger slips. Whenthere’s no further for me to go, I start curling it, slowly pumping in and out, all the while gripping his cock.

I pull my finger out and reach into my nightstand for lube and condoms and Eli watches me patiently, breathing hard. “Still okay with all of this?”

“Yes. I really want you inside me.”

“Fuck, you’re driving me crazy here, Eli.”

When I return to his ass, I enter him with two fingers this time, slowly working them in until he’s relaxed and pliant again. We repeat the process with three, until I’m sure he can take me. I pull back and admire his gorgeous body, slowly rolling on the condom while Eli’s eyes are glued to the movement. I pump myself a few more times because fuck if I’m not greedy for the attention. Eli bites his lip as he watches me stroke myself and I can’t take the torture anymore.

I tease his entrance with the head of my cock and a groan slips out past my lips. Eli’s hands tighten in the sheets as he looks over his shoulder at me.

“Are you ready?” I ask, hoping that he doesn’t change his mind because I’m dying to be inside him, but ready to stop if he feels like this is too much.

“Yes,” he whispers, relaxing again as I lean in to kiss his cheek, his shoulder, his back.

I slowly push myself inside him and it takes all my willpower not to drive myself to the hilt. I stop every time he tenses up and coax him with tender kisses and sweet caresses. He feels so fucking good.

When I finally bottom out, I can feel the sweat dripping down my temple. “You’re so fucking tight, holy shit.”

“Fuck, that—you—feel so good.”

“Does it hurt?”

“Yes, but it’s a good kind of hurt,” he rasps out, and I slowly readjust myself behind him.

“I’m going to start moving now.”

I go slow at first, pulling in and out, until he feels ready for more. When he does, Eli starts to push back, asking for faster strokes. I grip his hips as I start fucking him in quick and deep strokes and he grabs the headboard for support.

“Fuck, I think I’m getting close,” he says and I pull out completely, flipping him over to face me.

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