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“Yesss! Please, Ethan.”

“I’ve always wanted to know what it would feel like to have your tight hole wrapped around my cock.” I nip his chin. “Can I find out?”

“Yes. Please. I want that too.”

I capture his lips in a kiss, then reach over to the nightstand to retrieve a condom and a bottle of lube. I sheath myself and lube myself up. Jacob wraps his hands under his knees, pulling his legs up to his chest, and I line the head of my cock against his hole.

Slowly rolling my hips in shallow thrusts, I press lightweight kisses over Jacob’s neck and under his jaw. Tremors rake through his body as I ease my way inside him.

“You’re so fucking tight,” I growl.

“You’re so fucking big.” Jacob responds with a breathy moan.

I remain still for a moment once I’m fully inside him, my heavy balls pressing up against his skin. I’m so close toblowing my load from how good he feels; I need to think about something else for a second, or it’ll be over too soon.

Jacob winds his arms around my neck and wraps his legs around my waist. The heels of his feet dig into my ass cheeks. “Move, please.”

My resolve slips, and I can’t hold back any longer. I rock my hips. The sound of our flesh slapping together fills the room.

Shifting, I sit up and pull his body closer, angling my hips so the head of my cock brushes against his prostate on every thrust.

“Oh, God! Ethan!” He grips the bedsheets.

With one hand on his hips, I take his hard, leaking cock in my hand and give it a long, delicious stroke before rolling his balls in my hand. The soft, desperate whimpers escaping his lips only add fuel to my burning fire. Trailing my fingers further down, I circle his rim, watching as my cock goes in.

“Look at how well you’re taking me. Such a good boy.”

His eyes are completely blown out with arousal, his breath coming out in erratic pants. I cover his body with mine and swallow the soft mewls with my lips.

My thrusts begin to falter as I can’t keep my release at bay any longer. Fire runs down my spine as my balls tighten. Warmth seeps between our bodies as Jacob comes and his muscles ripple around my shaft, tipping me over the edge.

The roar that rumbles out of me is animalistic as I fill the condom. I collapse on top of him, lightheaded from the most incredible orgasm of my life. I must zone out, as the next thing I know, Jacob’s running his fingers gently through my damp hair, pushing it from my face.

He presses a soft kiss to my sweat-soaked forehead.

Wordlessly, I slowly ease my softening dick out of him and dispose of the condom. I return with a washcloth, cleaning up his stomach and wiping between his cheeks, and when I slip back between the sheets, I pull him close to me.

I’m unable to speak. Too pent-up on an emotion that I’ve shied away from for years.

I know I said we have a deadline, but now I’ve had a taste of him. Now I know what he sounds like, tastes like,feelslike, and I don’t think ten days is going to be enough.

I don’t want to give him up, but I know I’ll have to.

Chapter Fourteen

Jacob

Rolling over onto my side, I stretch my arm out across the mattress, expecting to find Ethan’s warm body, but my hand meets the cold, empty sheet instead.

I can’t believe how amazing last night was. Well, I can. Mainly because my body has that delicious ache to it. A pleasant reminder of being fucked so spectacularly.

So thoroughly.

Twice.

I slip out from under the covers and head to his closet to pull out a pair of pajama pants. They’re huge on me. The sight makes me chuckle. I tighten the drawstrings, then head downstairs where I’m greeted by the smell of fresh coffee and cooking. The mellow sound of John Mayer filters through the house from the speakers, and I find Ethan at the stove cooking breakfast.

He’s refused to let me cook once since we arrived,claiming he wants me to fully relax and not worry about a single thing. It’s just another thing to add to the never-ending list of reasons why he is a truly magnificent man.

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