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“On second thought,” I said, “get on your back.”

The low sound he made suggested he really liked that idea. So did the way he lay back and spread his legs, stroking himself as he watched me with smoldering eyes.

Oh, hell, he was sexy like that. Just the thought of pushing into him and pounding him until we both lost it—of him coming all over his stomach while I unloaded inside him—had me out of breath.

I grabbed the lube and positioned myself between those powerful thighs. Fingering him open was sexier than it had any right to be, but what could I say? I loved watching him arch and squirm.

“Jesus, Nolan,” he whined. “Would you just…” He squeezed his eyes shut and rocked his hips, trying to encourage me to finger him faster.

I grinned down at him. “What’s wrong?”

“Just… Just fuck me, dammit.”

I licked my lips and pretended not to notice the familiar prickle of discomfort going up my spine.

I want this. I want him. This had nothing to do with what happened to me.

I withdrew my fingers and grabbed the lube bottle again, and I focused hard on watching him squirm with need while I lubed myself up.

Riley wants me. I want him. This is nothing like anything from the past.

I gave my dick a couple extra pulls, telling myself I was imagining the slight loss of firmness.

My dick works fine. I’m just going to overthink myself into going soft.

I raked my eyes over Riley, watching him play with himself while he gazed at me and bit his lip. The hunger in his eyes was unmistakable, and no one else on the planet had ever made it clearer that my consent and my limits mattered.

Riley wants me. I’m safe with him.

Come on. Don’t fail me now.

Not this again. Come on!

I guided myself to his hole, loving the way he swore and writhed in anticipation. My erection was still flagging a little, but as I teased Riley’s hole, that would bring me back to attention.

Right?

I stroked myself again and pressed a little harder against him.

“God, yeah,” Riley purred. “Fuck me, baby.” He grabbed handfuls of the sheets as he swore under his breath.

I grinned down at him. So damn sexy. So damn needy.

So damn ready to be fucked by ahardcock.

You hear that, body? A hard cock? Hard? Please?

What the fuck? Today had been so great. I was still turned on as all hell. But now that I was trying to slide into him…

I teased him with my fingers just to make him think this was all a means of turning him on. With my other hand, I stroked some more. Added a twist. Everything I’d do when I was trying to get myself off.

And in my fist, my dick went a little softer.

Come on, what the hell? Again? Really? Fucking really? Come on!

But…

This wasn’t going to work, was it? Just like it hadn’t the first time we’d tried it.

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