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“You and me, nothing between us, that’s hot,” he moans. “Now every inch of you is mine.”
I glance up at him, and when our gazes lock, my body surrenders. We’re both panting hard, slick with sweat, every heated whisper and groan making me writhe with want.
Slowly, he pushes inside me, and the sensation is so overwhelming that I grab hold of the sheets again, fisting them tight. Ethan’s trembling—or maybe it’s me. It hurts at first, even with the prep and all the lube, and sensing my discomfort, he pauses.
“Easy, baby. Slow and easy,” he murmurs.
“Keep going,” I urge as the burn subsides. “I’m good.”
He rocks his hips, and I take his cock, feeling so full but wanting more. With no barrier between us, I can feel every inch of his hot, hard dick in my ass, and it makes me feral.
“Oh God,” I moan. “Yes. Fuck me.”
I need him. All of him.
When his dick slides all the way inside me, his balls snug against my ass, I let out a moan that I didn’t know I could make.
“More.”
I wrap my legs around his waist and dig my heels into his butt.
“God, I’m inside you. Bare,” he whispers. “Your ass is milking my cock.”
I expect him to start pounding me right away, but instead, Ethan stretches out over my body until we’re face-to-face, his hot breath teasing my lips. When we kiss, it’s deep and sensual and so fucking sexy that I feel a rush of emotions along with the endorphins. Ethan grips my leg and begins to fuck into me, slow and easy. Every stroke hits my prostate, and sparks of pleasure race up my spine.
“So incredible,” I whisper.
“That’s you.” He kisses me. “Every part of you.”
“Ethan.”
“You belong with me, Jett. I’m gonna come inside you and mark what’s mine.”
“Yes.”
He slides his hand up my thigh and grips my ass cheek so hard that I’m sure there’ll be bruises there tomorrow. I don’t care. I love that he holds nothing back when we’re having sex. We share the same breath as he thrusts faster, the pleasure getting more intense every second. I’m so fucking full of him, but it’s not enough.
I want more, more, more.
Slow and easy turns hot and desperate as we grindtogether, my stiff dick rubbing against his abs, making him sticky with precum.
“Need you, Jett. So fucking badly.”
“I need you too. Don’t hold back. I’m good.”
Suddenly, Ethan grunts and rears up, spreading his knees wide and sliding my legs over his shoulders. When he grips my ass in one hand and my thigh in the other, I frantically reach behind me and grab the slats of his headboard for leverage. Ethan ruts into me, his cock going deeper at this angle.
“Yes!” I shout, the bliss almost too much to bear. “Just like that.”
“You don’t give yourself to anyone but me,” he growls.
“Ethan.”
“Say it.”
“Yes.”
He fucks into me, harder, faster, and in my position, all I can do is take the pounding. I always assumed that my first time having anal sex would be awkward and uncomfortable, but as usual, Ethan blows my expectations out of the water.
