Page 43 of Better Late Than Never

“Oh yeah?” I cocked a brow. “So it’s something you enjoy doing on your own?”

The blush deepened, and he nodded again. “I enjoy it alot.”

“Good,” I said. “I’m always worried about hurting someone the first time. I use a ton of lube and go really slow, but if someone is nervous enough…” I grimaced.

“Yeah, I was afraid that would happen when we tried it. We started with something small, though, and worked up to bigger over time.” He glanced down, then met my gaze with a wicked grin. “I actually have a toy that’s almost exactly as thick as you, so I know I can handle it.”

“Oh, really?” I returned the grin. “And do you like that toy?”

“Mmhmm.” He slid his hand over my dick, which was rapidly hardening, and I gasped at the contact. “I have several, and that one is my favorite.” He teased my balls with his fingertips, and I lost the ability to come back with something witty. He kissed me lightly, then murmured, “Please fuck me. I want to come with your dick in my ass.”

I had to catch my breath. “Has anyone ever told you that you have a filthy mouth?”

“I’ve heard that accusation from time to time.” Connor’s eyebrow flicked up. “Is that a complaint?”

“Not in the least. I love dirty talk.”

“Mmm, good to know. So is that a yes on fucking me until I come?”

“Absolutely.”

“Good,” he whispered, and then we sank into a longer, lazier kiss. The hypersensitivity from earlier was gone, and though I wasn’t fully hard yet, that probably wasn’t far off. Not when I had Connor’s hot body against mine, his erection pressed to my hip as he absolutely devoured my mouth.

Maybe it was just as well this was a one-time thing—making a habit of sex with this man would probably kill me.

Still, I couldn’t help but agree when he whispered, “God, I wish we could do this again.” He dipped his head and started on my neck, and his voice was a low growl as he murmured, “I want you so fucking bad, and I know that’s not going to stop after tonight.”

I bit my lip, tilting my head back so he could access as much of my throat as possible.

In between sizzling hot kisses on my skin, he asked, “Any chance you bottom, too?”

“I’m about as switchy as they get.” I arched under him, pressing my hard dick against him. “But you want to get topped today, so…”

He shivered, then whispered, “Well, if I have to choose between the two—I definitely want to get topped.”

I almost groaned with frustration. We did have to choose, didn’t we? Because while we were both reasonably fit, we were also long past twenty-five. There was only so much we were going to be able to do in one day.

“Well, lucky for you,” I slurred, “you’ve already made me come once. So we won’t have to worry about me going off too fast once I’m in you.”

Though… hell. Just thinking about pushing into his gorgeous ass had my toes curling, so maybe I wouldn’t last as long as I thought?

Connor lifted himself up over me and kissed me again as he settled his hips and his hard-on against mine. I traced every inch of him I could reach with my hands, memorizing every plane and angle of his body. If I could only have this one time with him, I was going to commit itallto memory. Every last detail, from his weight over me to that soft moan when I teased his lips with my tongue.

He wasshakingwhen he broke away and whispered, “Fuck me? Please?”

“Hell yes.” I cupped his face and kissed him softly. “Grab the lube.”

“Condom too?”

“Not yet. I need to get you ready first.”

He nodded, and he pulled away to get the bottle from the nightstand. The sudden absence of his skin touching mine left me breathless; Ineededhis body against me.

He came back to the middle of the bed and held up the lube. “So, um… How do you want to do this?”

I took the bottle and gestured for him to roll over. “On your side. It’ll be more comfortable for you.”

Connor stole a quick kiss, and then as I opened the lube bottle, he did as he was told. I put a little on my fingers, trying to ignore how hard my hard was pounding with the sheer anticipation of being inside him. In my mind, I was already rocking in and out of him, driving curses and groans from both of us until we were coming and shaking and melting into a satisfied heap on the mattress.

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