Page 105 of Romance Languages

He slipped a lubed finger into my opening. Seamus leaned over my spread-eagled body and planted a delicate kiss on my lips. It was everything. Romance and lust. Heat and heart.

“Ready?”

I nodded yes. His cock breached my opening, stretching me wide, flooding me with new sensations. It was similar to the number Seamus had done on my heart.

“Congratulations, Jules. You’re no longer a virgin.”

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SEAMUS

This. Felt. Amazing.

This was my first time fucking a guy, and it sure as hell wouldn’t be my last. My cock sank into Jules’s tight hole, heat coiling around me.

I went slow, each of us experiencing a different kind of pain. Julian did his best to hide his discomfort, and I was desperately holding back from coming.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah. I’ll be good,” he said. “This isn’t exactly what I was expecting.”

Uh oh. Not something a guy wanted to hear.

“It feels good, but strange,” he said, slipping into his academic voice. “Everyone says that your first time hurts. They weren’t lying.”

“Did you want me to stop?”

“No. Keep going. Please. I’ll find my way. It’s like walking through a dark room and finding the light switch.”

Even when he had a painful dick up his ass, Julian still knew how to be eloquent and produce a beautiful metaphor. Respect.

I went slow, pulling out, then pushing back in, each time reading Julian’s face. I felt bad becauseIwas in fucking heaven. I was seeing stars. Julian had cloudy skies.

“Keep going. God, this is embarrassing.” He threw a hand over his face.

“Don’t be embarrassed. This is life, not a porno. And don’t cover up your sexy face.”

“I promise I am liking this.”

“Thanks for the reassurance. Let me know whenever you want me to stop.” I applied more lube to my dick. You could never have too much.

Each time I thrust inside him, the pain appeared to subside a little bit more. His wincing faded to eyes rolling back in his head. I kissed along his neck to calm him, to let him know I was here and we were in this together.

Eventually, he began to moan for more, pupils blown open wide.

“Yes. Okay, now this feels good, really good,” he said with growing realization.

“Good.” I took that as permission to fuck him a little harder. I groaned each time I filled him up, willing myself to hold out.

We moaned at the same time, the pleasure of this feeling overwhelming us. I kept going, sinking deeper into his tight hole, feeling it clench around my cock.

“Wow,” I said, because apparently that was the only fucking word I knew during sex.

“Wow indeed.”

“You okay?”

“This is…wow.” His hard cock flopped against his stomach. “I’m full of Seamus.”

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