Page 72 of Love Potion

I nod, chewing on my bottom lip. “Please.”

His brow creases, and I think he’s about to check in, but instead he nods and grabs the lube bottle again. I watch as he slicks his fingers then slides them into my crease, finding my hole and gently pressing against it.

“There’s so many things I want to do with you,” Bane whispers. “Not just in bed, but definitely some of it is in bed.”

“I want to do everything. It feels like it’s all brand new. It’s never been like this.”

A smile tugs at his lips as he circles my rim with his fingertip. When he breaches me, my breath hitches, and it stings, but I knew it would.

“Okay?” he asks.

“More.”

He pushes his finger completely in, but doesn’t move, letting my body adjust. Bane leans down, kissing my neck and jaw and then my mouth. I lift my legs higher, rocking slightly to encourage him. Bane pushes a second finger inside me. The sting is intense this time, but this new, exciting feeling of desire doesn’t dissipate at all. I close my eyes as Bane kisses me, moving his fingers inside me, slowly but with purpose. I let all my thoughts go, focusing solely on the man causing all this pleasure.

And then it happens.

My cock swells.

I almost squeal, but Bane lifts his head, looking down between us and smiling. I put my finger over his lips to keep him from addressing it. He nods, understanding my silent appeal, and carries on stretching me out.

It feels like weeks have passed by the time he grabs the lube again, using one hand to open it while the other is still between my legs. I glance at my erection, aware of its presence but trying not to think too hard about it.

“Ready?” Bane asks, slowly pulling his fingers out of me.

I flinch, grabbing his wrist. “Please. Please, Bane.”

He nods, pouring a little more lube over his cock. Then he scoots closer, his eyes focused between my legs as he presses the head of his dick to my hole. This is the part I’ve always tensed up for, knowing I wouldn’t enjoy a second of it, but that reaction doesn’t surface. It’s probably gonna hurt or at least be uncomfortable, but that’s okay, because it’s just the first time. There will be more.

Bane pushes into me slowly, his brow creased as he holds my gaze. My hole clenches around the intrusion, but it doesn’t hurt like I thought it would. It stings a little, but it’s pleasant in a way, and as I lift my arms to drape them over his shoulders, I smile so he knows I’m good.

“I’ve dreamed of this,” he says. “So many times.”

“How does it match up?”

“Way, way better than my dreams.” His hand moves to gently grip the front of my neck. “I love you so much, Jerr. It feels so good to tell you.”

“It’s amazing to hear it.” I grab his wrist and pull his hand to my mouth to kiss it. “All of this is amazing.”

He nods. “Gonna move now.”

“Okay.”

Bane rocks his hips slowly, his cock sliding in and out of me until my muscles relax and accept him a little more. He’s gentle, but not so much so that I feel like he’s holding back. He hooks his arm under one of my knees, increasing the depth of his thrusts inside me, and the sensation causes strange flutters in my belly.

We hold each other’s gazes, rocking gently together. I’m aware of my still-hard cock brushing against his stomach, of his swelling inside me, and the increase in his breathing and body heat.

“Can’t hold back,” he moans. “Fuck, Jerr.”

“Don’t hold back. I can handle it.”

He makes a guttural noise as he snaps his hips, pounding into me in a way that makes me smile. He’s finding his pleasure with me. He’s gonna come because ofme.

“Jerr,” he pants before tensing and grunting my name again. His moves slow as he grinds against me, filling me with his release.

My eyes sting. I don’t think I’ve ever been so happy giving someone else pleasure. His arms tremble on either side of me as he slowly opens his eyes.

“Don’t move.”

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