sweet sounds as my hard cock nestles into the crease of his ass.
“I want you inside me. Please. Fuck me,” he begs.
“We need a condom,” I remind him.
“Do we?” he asks, his voice strained and his muscles tense as he continues to grind his ass against my cock temptingly.
I dig my fingers into his waist, licking the water droplets off his skin and fighting the urge to sink into him bare. We had the safe sex talk, and after that we both got tested and traded results. There’s no reason not to go bare, except…
Except I never have before and I’m afraid when things finally end, it will be one more thing that makes it hard to get over him.
“Yeah, we do,” I insist, my voice full of gravel as I force myself to pull away from him and shut off the water. “Come on, the bed will be better anyway.”
We dry off hastily and then hurry into the bedroom. He pulls open the top drawer of his dresser and tosses a condom and bottle of lube onto the bed before crawling on himself.
I squirt some lube onto my fingers and rub it around a little with my thumb to warm it up. Ev looks a million kinds of perfect, naked, and spread out on the bed in front of me, his knees bent and spread, his hips tilted so I can get the barest peek at his hole.
Nervousness and hunger dances in his eyes as he watches me, his chest still as he holds his breath and waits. His cock is flushed with arousal and so hard it’s all I can do to keep from jumping on him and sinking down until he’s balls deep inside me. Next time.
I shuffle between his thick, hairy thighs, and he spreads them wider, biting down on his bottom lip with his eyes glued to me. He swallows hard, his Adam’s apple bobs, and as soon as I put a hand on the inside of his thigh, his cock jumps, dripping precum onto his stomach.
My heart goes wild, every nerve ending in my body seeming to wake up all at once as I drag my slicked finger over his already relaxed hole. An array of emotions flickers over his face as I tease his entrance with my finger the same way I’ve already used my tongue.
Ev’s eyelids flutter closed as I slip my finger inside of him, his channel clamping tight around the invasion before relaxing.
“I can take more,” he says, his voice rough and deep, his hands clenched around the bedspread.
“I remember,” I joke, picturing the night I had three fingers inside of him, fishing the vibrator out.
A blush rises on his cheeks, and he laughs, his hole tightening at the same time. I lean forward and kiss him as I slide my finger deeper, making sure he’s nice and relaxed before I add a second. His moans are muffled by my tongue as I drag my thumb along his sensitive rim while I fuck two fingers in and out of him, crooking them in search of his prostate.
“Fuck, Wats,” he groans, thrusting his hips, his cock jerking when I hit just the right spot. “Oh god, please, please, please.”
The naked vulnerability and need dancing across his face is almost enough to undo me all on its own.
“Roll over,” I say, pulling my fingers out carefully and reaching for the condom.
He gets into position, spreading his knees and arching his back, while I suit up. My cock jerks at the sight, heat rushing over my body as I shuffle forward and palm his taut, gorgeous ass cheeks.
“Ready?” I check.
“Beyond ready,” he answers.
I line my cock up with his relaxed, slick hole, and he stops breathing, his whole body going still all at once.
“Relax,” I murmur, running a soothing hand along his spine and using my fingers to tease his hole one more time to make sure he doesn’t tense too much. He lets out a shaky breath, and I’m suddenly overwhelmed with the warring feelings of wishing I could see his face when I finally push inside him and being glad to have this small amount of emotional distance to protect my heart.
I lean forward and press a soft kiss to the middle of his back, right between his shoulder blades, and slowly ease forward, stretching him open with the head of my cock as I enter him.
“Wats,” he gasps my name, his entrance clamping tight, his fists clenching over his head,