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Now I wanted to kiss them.
“You have to make sure I’m doing this right,” I said, feeling my nerves sneak back in. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I can do it,” he said, reaching for the lube. “The prep, I mean. You don’t have to—”
I swatted his hand away. “Luke Williams, if you don’t grant me the privilege of doing this, I will not be responsible for my actions.”
His eyes met mine. “Permission granted,” he teased. “But make it quick. I wasn’t expecting you to edge me tonight after this danged town has already spent the past three weeks edging both of us.”
I lubed up my fingers and reached between his legs to find his hole. He gasped. “Cold…frick.”
I leaned in to kiss his lips. “You’re allowed to curse when we’re having sex, baby,” I murmured, smiling against his mouth.
“Can’t,” he said, arching his head back and exposing his throat. “Oh God. If I get… get in the habit, I’ll…” He groaned and arched again as my finger breached him and moved deeper inside.
“You’ll?”
“Curseinfrontofthekids. Stop talking andoh my God.”
I kissed him again before moving carefully to insert a second finger. Luke’s chest was red, a tendon stood out on his neck, and his fingers curled into fists around the sheets. He was stunning.
“Stop staring and get inside me,” he said breathlessly. “Now.”
I tore the condom open and slid it on before slicking it up. “Bossy Luke. I like it.”
His eyes met mine. “Please.” He said it softly and tenderly, and it made my stomach fly in erratic acrobatic patterns through my gut.
I moved on top of him and settled between his legs. Words of affection and devotion tripped over themselves to escape my mouth, but I bit them back. I knew better than to say something stupid in the heat of passion.
But the words were there anyway, even though they remained unspoken.
I brushed the hair back from his forehead and met his eyes again to make sure we were still on the same page.
“You’re incredible,” I said softly before kissing his cheek. “So fucking sexy and beautiful. You make me hard. Seeing you every day is like…” Fuck. The words were leaking out past the barricades I’d carefully commanded in place. “Thank you for being who you are and for being here with me right now.”
When I started pushing into his body, it was one of the most incredible moments of my life, the kind of moment that would be marked for permanent storage in my memories and come back to the forefront time and time again in the future.
His feelings were plain to see on his face. His responsiveness to my touch, his own affection for me… It was everything.
It took a little while before I was finally fully seated inside him, and by then, I was a panting, sweaty mess. “Oh God, oh God. Luke. Fuck. Luke.Christ.”
I was a babbling fool.
He felt so fucking good, I couldn’t even think.
“More,” he croaked, wrapping his legs around my waist and arching closer. I began to thrust into him, careful at first, before he convinced me to stop holding back.
What followed was the most exciting and fulfilling sexual experience of my life. I didn’t hold back. I held him tight and let myself go. I listened to his body and his words to try and give him as much pleasure as I could before taking my own.
But for the first time in my life, I almost couldn’t hold my orgasm off to make sure my partner took their pleasure first. By the time his warm spunk hit the hand I had around his cock, I was coming deep inside his body. My lips were locked onto his neck, and I whimpered under his ear.
We were covered in sweat and semen, practically glued together with it, but I was the happiest I could remember being in a very long time.
And it was all because of the lively, lovely man in my bed and in my arms.
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Waking up the following morning still naked and tangled up with Luke was even better than I’d expected. I arched my morning wood into his hip and got a sleepy groan in response.
