Page 65 of The Marriage Policy

“I’m negative. I’ve been checked twice since him, and as I said, I haven’t been with anyone since.”

“I’m negative too. I was checked two weeks before I broke my ankle, and I haven’t been with anyone since either. The results are on my phone if you want to see them.” I reach for my cell, but Donovan stops me.

“I don’t need to see them. I trust you.”

It means the world to me that he can trust me after what he’s been through. My whole body stiffens at the thought of Malcolm. I’m not the type of man to hate anyone, but I hate him. How could he have Donovan and cheat on him? Not realize how fucking perfect he is. “I trust you too. I’ll leave it up to you. Whatever you feel comfortable with.” Because I don’t ever want him to feel like he doesn’t have a say.

“I’ve never had someone come inside me before. You should be the first.”

My gut twists up. The first? Does that mean one day Donovan will do this with someone else? I almost smack myself in the head. Of course he will. One day Donovan will find a guy he’s in love with. He’ll want a serious relationship because that’s who he is, and I’ll just be…there.

“Why are you frowning? Did you change your mind?”

“Shit. No. I want it. Ignore me. Come here.”

I need to snap out of it. I’m about to fuck Donovan, and that’s all that matters.

He gets onto the bed and straddles me.

“This is nice.” I grab his plump ass, run my hands up his back, then down again until they settle on his cheeks again.

“I’m gonna make this so fucking good for you…so you always remember your first time with a guy was me.”

There he goes with thatfirstagain.

He doesn’t give me much time to think about it before he’s leaning down and taking my mouth. I touch him while our tongues tangle, let my hands travel the expanse of his skin. I don’t want to stop kissing him, but I also want to taste him everywhere, want to let my tongue explore every inch of his body, both known and unknown.

My dick stirs, heat settling in my groin. I groan when Donovan pulls his mouth away from mine, but then he kisses hisway down my chest, lowering himself until his face is right by my cock.

“Half hard. Let’s see how long it takes me to get you the rest of the way there.”

“Probably one point five seconds.” I moan when his skillful, wet mouth wraps around my shaft.

“Fuck, that feels so good. My dick is very at home in your mouth.”

He pulls off briefly. “Not too at home. Then he’ll miss out on my ass.”

“We definitely wouldn’t want that.”

I smile at him as Donovan goes down on me again. I can’t stop myself from watching him, taking in what is hands down the sexiest mouth in the world. He bobs up and down on me, getting me hard. His ass is in the air, and I want to see it, want to see his hole and work him open for me.

“Can we try something?” I ask.

“Anything.”

“Straddle me. Turn around.”

His dark pupils flare, and he does what I say. Now I have his ass right in my face. Donovan takes me into his mouth again as I use my hands to spread his bouncy ass cheeks. His hole is so fucking tight and pretty. I’d do anything to taste it.

Leaning forward, I lash my tongue against his rim. Donovan cries out in response, my dick still in his mouth. I do it again and again, circling his pucker, tasting him, devouring his tight ass. I’m dying for it. He tastes so fucking good. Clean but like sex and Donovan too.

I keep going, keep using my tongue to soften him up, burying my face in his crease like I’m starving and he’s my last meal. My balls are so damn tight and full already. It’s killing me not to come just from the blowjob and being all up in Donovan’s ass.

He pulls off my dick like he can tell I’m close, using his hand on me instead. “Inside,” he pants. “Need to feel you inside me.”

I spit on his hole, then suck my finger into my mouth. I use the tip to trace his softened rim, then slowly push my digit inside. “Like this?”

“Fuck yes. God yes.”

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