Page 85 of A Long Way Back
“You look so…sexy,” Tay whispered.
“Another finger.”
“A different one?”
Ink opened his mouth, then realised Tay was joking. More lube, a gentle push, and Ink was impaled on two fingers. Now was not the time to say he wanted to be held down and fucked fast and hard. He had to let Tay set the pace, not freak him out.
But Ink wanted to be forced out of his head, wanted not to think of anything but what Tay was doing, not his past, not his future. He wanted to stay on his back and watch Tay’s face, but a little voice in his head was telling him he didn’t deserve that. It was bad enough that he was Tay’s first and depriving someone of that gift, someone who’d stick around.
Three fingers. The breath caught in Ink’s throat and goose bumps erupted over his body.
“Oh fuck.” Tay exhaled shakily. “Are you okay? I need a bit of feedback here.”
“You want dirty talk?”
“JustI’m okaywill do.”
“I’m fucking fine. And three fingers are fine. Don’t get carried away and try for your entire arm.”
Tay laughed.
Ink willed himself to relax and took his hand off his cock. “Let me turn over.”
Tay withdrew his fingers. Ink came up on his hands and knees and looked over his shoulder to see Tay staring at his arse. Trembling hands traced the rounded curves of Ink’s backside, spread the cheeks, then squeezed them.
“Am I allowed to say your arse is beautiful?” Tay asked.
“You can tell anyone you want. Er…maybe not your mum and dad.”
“Right.”
“Put lube on the condom.”
“Yeah.”
“Not too much, Goldilocks.”
“Hey, I was Prince Charming a moment ago.”
“Now’s your chance to prove it.”
Ink dropped onto his forearms. He held his breath when he felt Tay line up the broad head of his cock against his hole.
“I’m frightened of hurting you,” Tay whispered.
“You’re notthatbig.”
“Oh you fucking…” But Tay was laughing.
Ink let out a stuttering hiss as Tay pushed into him.Don’t stop!Tay didn’t.Thank God he can read minds.Tay kept going until he was all the way in, then he leaned over Ink’s back and nuzzled his neck. Ink moaned.
“Feels so good,” Tay said with a groan.
“Pleased to hear that,” Ink ground out. “You’ll want to do it again, then, will you? I need you to move.”
Tay snorted and pulled back, then drove in. Time after time after time.
“Just keep doing that,” Ink grunted. “For at least thirty minutes.”
