Page 108 of The Shots You Take

Adam hissed, then said, “Riles. Careful.”

Riley let him go and pulled away from his hole with a parting kiss. “Already, huh?”

“Fuck you. You know how good that fucking feels.”

“First time?”

“Yes. Obviously.” Adam took a slow, deep breath, then exhaled. “I want to last for you.”

Riley stroked Adam’s back soothingly as he admired his ass. “What makes you thinkI’lllast?”

Adam laughed. “Maybe it’s not important.”

Riley kissed between his shoulder blades. “Just a sec.” He left the bed to retrieve the lube from his nightstand. His hand hovered over a second item. “I have condoms if you want. But you said you were on PrEP?”

“Yeah. And I got tested since my last time. It’s up to you, but I’m good without a condom.”

Riley shut the drawer. “Me too.”

Adam rolled to his back. “Can we do it like this?”

“Better for your shoulder?”

“Yeah. And…I want to see you.”

Riley melted a bit at that. “Okay.”

He got to work, opening Adam up with his fingers.

“Oh fuck, that’s nice,” Adam said as he squirmed against the sheets. “Your fingers are so thick.”

“You like being filled, huh?” Riley added a second finger. Then, needing to know, he asked, “Did you want this before? When we used to fuck? Did you wish you were under me?”

“I don’t know,” Adam rasped. “Probably. Yes. I was so fucking stupid.”

“Not stupid,” Riley corrected him. “Just scared. Are you scared now?”

“No,” Adam said quickly. He met Riley’s gaze, his eyes dark and fierce. “I’m not scared at all.”

Riley swallowed and wished he could say the same. He was scared of what would happen tomorrow, when Adam left. He was scared it might break him.

“Stroke yourself,” he instructed, forcing the dark thoughts away. “Get yourself close, then stop.”

Riley sat back on his heels, between Adam’s spread legs, and watched him. Adam was stunning like this, flushed and glistening with lube and sweat and saliva. His cock looked painfully hard, his balls heavy and tight, as he carefully jerked himself off.

“Just like that,” Riley praised. “Beautiful.”

“You’re playing,” Adam gritted out, “a dangerous game here.”

Riley smiled, then added a third finger inside.

“Oh shit,” Adam gasped. “Shit. Shit.”

Riley cupped Adam’s balls with his other hand and gave them a gentle squeeze. “Keep going.”

Adam threw his head back on the pillow, his neck straining as he continued stroking his cock. “Please.”

Riley pulled his fingers out. “You want it?”

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