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“I don’t deserve you,” I told him seriously.
“You can’t think like that. Everything that happened is going to make us stronger going forward. We know what not to do now.” He squeezed my hand that was resting on his thigh. Going home would be difficult; I didn’t want to let go of him now that I finally had him.
If I’d realized how good I’d feel, being loved by Andy, much sooner, I wouldn’t have fought it. I felt like I could conquer anything.
Thirty One - Andy
Adinner date was followed by a movie date the next night. Deciding that I needed him in my bed, I insisted on cooking for him the third night, making it clear exactly what I wanted.
Will brought a lovely bottle of wine that we drank while eating perched on the sofa and talking.
Rather than talk everything through on our first date, I’d insisted that he just tell me the really important things, and we could slowly reacquaint ourselves with the other over time.
Discussion over my “date” with Jonas was out in the open at the restaurant the first night, and I’d sent Jonas a selfie of Will and I, copying the pose from the one he sent.
In the spirit of being totally honest and open, I let Will see the messages between me and Jonas. I knew he would never have asked, but I wanted to reassure him that he had absolutely zero competition there.
The celebratory gif that Jonas had replied with had Will and I cracking up at the table.
We’d also gone over some of my dating history, again just in the spirit of being open and honest. Will had told me how proud he was of me to get through such a difficult situation and come out unjaded. There were lingering feelings of shame from putting up with it for so long, but at the time I’d felt trapped by circumstances. I suppose I’d come out of the whole thing stronger.
Will had a lot of baggage, but over time we would work through it - as a team, instead of him dealing with it on his own.
At my apartment, the atmosphere was different, filled with expectation. We both knew what was coming. I was totally putting out on the third date.
We started making out on the sofa. Just kissing for the sake of kissing, but it wasn’t long before hands started to wander and we began to peel each other out of our clothes.
“Bed, now.” I panted.
We toppled into bed, mouths still fused, but with all of our clothing on the floor. Moving up the bed, I reached for the lube that I’d left out, desperate for Will inside me. We could take it slowly next time, but I needed him now.
I slicked up a couple of fingers and went to start prepping myself when Will stayed my hand.
“This time, would you fuck me?” he asked, his voice husky and full of desire.
“You want that?” I asked, shocked.
“Yeah, is that okay? Do you top?”
“Um,” I blushed, “I’ve never done it. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’d like to be your first, if you want to try it. There’s nothing I want more than the feeling of you deep in me.”
I nodded and drew him into a kiss, before pushing him back against the pillows so I could cover him with my body. I rutted against him, my cock stiff against his hard length, causing us both to gasp and moan in pleasure.
Working my way down his body, I kissed and licked at him, drinking in his moans.
Finding the lube as I reached his cock, I licked and sucked the crown before deciding to open him up with my mouth before stretching him further with my fingers.
Licking over his balls, sucking each one in turn, I pushed his legs back so that I could get to my prize. Feathering my tongue gently over his hole, I felt Will shudder and then heard him beg, “More.”
Kissing and sucking at his hole until I felt it soften, I used my tongue and a wet finger to slowly open him to me. Really taking my time, I ate at him, pushing my tongue as deep as it would go. Reveling in the taste of him, soap, something that was just Will, and musk.
He started to beg again, demanding more and I stretched a hand out for the lube, Will passed it to me. One lubed finger quickly became two as I sucked his cock deep into my mouth, letting him into my throat and swallowing around the head. His moans became frantic, letting me know he was close.
I’d happily have him find his release in my throat, but the idea of fucking him was too good to pass up. I really needed to be inside him. Adding a third finger and scissoring them to stretch him properly, I sucked and kissed slowly up his gorgeous body, sharing the taste of his pre-cum in a filthy kiss.
“Now…Please.” he rasped.
