Page 73 of Man Advantage

He laughed, but there was a hint of uneasiness in his expression.

I touched his face. “What?”

“I, uh…” He hesitated. “Listen, I don’t want to hit the brakes or kill the mood or anything, but…” He looked at me shyly. “The last time we did anything like this, it was before you transitioned.”

I nodded. “Yeah, it was. And it was back when we were young and stupid.”

“That too. And I still remember what you liked back then, but if anything’s changed—anything you don’t want me doing or touching, or that you like now that you didn’t before—I’m all ears.”

I smiled, running my fingers down the middle of his chest. “I need more time to recharge in between orgasms now. Andthere’s some positions I don’t like now, but that has more to do with my back than anything.”

Trev’s eyebrows flicked up. “You hurt your back?”

“Jacked it up a little a few years ago.” I rolled my eyes. “Got lazy about my form while I was deadlifting, and I’m still paying for it.”

He made a face. “Ouch. So certain positions…”

“I mean, I can do the usual. Nothing super acrobatic. But like, my back can get a little bitchy when I’m on top for a long time.”

That brought a quiet laugh out of him, and he relaxed a bit. “Well, that probably won’t be an issue.”

“Oh yeah?”

He nodded. “Aside from when we were in the shower, I can usually last pretty long, you know? But for some reason, if someone’s riding my dick…” He whistled and shook his head.

“Ooh,” I said with a grin. “So if I want a really intense quickie, just climb on and ride it?”

The way he bit his lip and squirmed sent tingles up my spine.

“So, longer recharge and be careful of your back. Anything else?” He ran his thumb over my pierced nipple. “Do you like these touched?”

I shrugged. “There isn’t much feeling, honestly. I got them because I like how they look.”

“Good to know. And I like how they look, too.” He slid his hand down my side, then around to my back, and when his lips met mine, I couldn’t help the soft moan. Trev had been a good kisser when we were teenagers. As an adult? Oh,God. He was anartfulkisser now.

He broke away again and looked in my eyes. “Okay, before we get too carried away again—do we need condoms?”

Oh. Huh. Yeah, that was probably something to figure out sooner than later.

“Up to you,” I said. “I tested negative for everything on the planet after my ex cheated.”

“Thank God for that,” he muttered. “What a dick, though. And I did the same after Bryan cheated—all negative.”

I smirked. “Does this mean we both have really bad taste in guys?”

“Probably.” He bent to kiss beneath my jaw. “But I think we’re making up for it now, right?”

“Mmm, yes. Definitely.” I dragged my palm up his back. “And, um—we don’t need condoms for, uh, other reasons, either. If you want to fuck me in the front.”

He lifted his head, eyebrows up. “Yeah?”

“Mmhmm. There’s nothing—you don’t need to worry about it. Trust me.”

“I trust you, but I meant—do you still like it like that?”

“Oh hell yeah.” I grinned. “Front, back, mouth—I’ll take it wherever you want to give it.”

The way he bit his lip and shivered sent a surge of need through me. “God, now I don’t even know what I want to do.” He rubbed his hard-on against my thigh. “I really want to make you come again, though.”

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