groan, dragging my teeth over the scruff on his jaw. “Can’t wait to get inside you.”
“Fuck, yes,” he gasps out, his head falling back as he arcs up against me again.
With difficulty, I manage to tear myself away from him so I can scramble on the floor for my wallet in the back pocket of my jeans. I retrieve the strip of condoms—thank you, Lily—and a couple single-use packets of lube, tossing it all down on the bed next to Web.
I grab one of the condoms and start tearing it open, but stop when Web speaks.
“I’m negative,” he assures me, glancing at the condom briefly before fixing his gaze back to mine. “Completely healthy.”
I pause in thought for a moment. There’s honestly nothing I’d love more right now than to take him bare, but… I let out a soft sigh, shaking my head. “I haven’t been tested since things ended with David. Better to be safe.”
Web nods and I finish tearing open the wrapper, before rolling the condom onto my throbbing cock.
I lube up my fingers next, then lower myself back down so I can claim his lips once again while my hand reaches for his hole. He groans against my lips as I pierce his ring, his fingers digging in firmly to shoulders as I push in and out, getting deeper each time.
“Jesse…fuck,” Web gasps, clinging even tighter to my body as I continue fucking him with my hand, my fingers working to stretch him out, make him ready to take me. “Jesus. I’ve never…I’ve never…”
I know what he must be trying to say, and I’m not exactly surprised. As eager and responsive as he is, it’s also clear this is new to him. Smiling softly, I drop a kiss to his lips, cutting off another gasped “I’ve never…”. “Don’t worry,” I murmur. “I’ll be gentle.”
Pulling away from me, Web shakes his head. “Don’t. I want to feel it. I want to feel everything.”
And that just completely undoes me.
I withdraw my hand and grab Web around the waist, pulling him with me as I roll onto my back. “Ride me,” I rasp, my gaze locked with his.
His eyes flare in anticipation and he nods, repositioning himself so he’s straddling me. His gaze never leaves my face as he guides my cock to his hole and begins to sink down.
“JesusfuckingChrist,” I breathe out in a whoosh of air as I feel the tight, perfect heat of Web’s ass clamping around the head of my dick. It takes every ounce of willpower I have not to instinctively thrust upward and bottom out as quickly as possible.
This is Web’s first time, I remind myself. He has to be the one to set the pace. Even so, I find myself gritting my teeth and curling my fists into the sheets with the effort of maintaining my restraint. It just feels too fucking good.
And then Web surprises the hell out of me by sliding all the way down, taking the rest of my cock inside him in one movement.
“Oh, my fucking god,” I say on a loud groan, tossing my head back and arching off the bed from the sheer intensity of the sensations. So. Fucking. Perfect.
I snap my gaze back to Web, who couldn’t possibly look hotter right now as he moves up and down, fucking himself on my cock. I grab hold of his hips, unable to stop myself from thrusting up to meet his movements; and it’s not long before we’re in a perfect rhythm, frenetic with its intensity. The only sounds are the slapping of skin, the repetitive banging of the headboard against the wall, and the desperate grunts and groans we can’t seem to hold in.
God, this is absolutely the last thing I would have expected to happen this weekend. The last person I would have expected to end up in bed with. But there’s no denying how unfathomably right this feels: Web’s gorgeous eyes boring into mine with that look full of heated intensity; the feel of his work-roughened hands sliding over my body; that gorgeous cock slapping proudly and insistently against my abdomen—I make a mental note to have a suck on that later.
When he lifts a hand to rake his hair back from his face, I’m suddenly hit with a flashback from earlier in the night: “I like it a little longer. More to grab onto, you know?”
The thought is just way too tempting for me to resist, and in a matter of mere seconds, I’ve