Page 29 of After Hours

I shook my head. “No, no. I want you inside me today. Soon. I never really thought about it the other way before, but maybe.”I knew I was blushing again, but at least this time I had a good reason. Heat swirled through me everywhere.

“They’ll be plenty of opportunities. Believe me.” His hand squeezed my length as it stroked upward to the flared head. “I’d love to have this inside me, too.”

I groaned and flopped back on the pillow while Zane chuckled again. He wiggled downward and pushed my thighs apart to settle between them. The heat of his breath flowed over my super-sensitive cock a second before he sucked me down to the root.

Everything tightened, my balls pulled up, and my cry echoed around the room. At the very edge of the most powerful orgasm ever, he pulled off and eased back up to look in my eyes. Our bodies rubbed together the whole way up as my legs spread around him.

“You tell me if you want me to stop or if anything doesn’t feel good, Oscar. I would never, ever hurt you.”

I could barely catch my breath enough to respond. “I know. Hurry.”

With a last smile and the sweetest kiss pressed to my open lips, he leaned over to slide open his nightstand drawer and grab a condom and bottle of lube.

Fear? Nerves? Was the first time supposed to stress you out? Whatever I’d felt before when thinking about this moment disappeared. Hunger and pleasure were the only things left… and love for the man who slicked his fingers and finally, finally gave me what I wanted.

Chapter 16

Zane

Every expression on Oscar’s face, every tiny gasp and moan registered and imprinted themselves on my brain. My slick fingers trailed past his smooth sac to explore the delicate, secret skin behind them. I shifted closer, my lips on his, and skated one fingertip over the tight furled hole.

His legs spread and his knee came up fast like I’d goosed him, and he bit his plumb bottom lip the moment I drew away. In the dim light, his slender body sprawled across the bed, gently writhing and quivering next to me. Every stroke and gentle tap triggered a new beautiful, needy sound.

“You’re so fucking hot, Oscar. So beautiful.” I murmured the words against his throat before claiming his lips again themoment I pushed inside him for the first time. The tip of my finger dipped inside, withdrew, and entered him again. “You tell me if you need me to stop.”

Oscar’s hand wrapped around my upper arm, his fingers imprinting on my skin. “Don’t stop. Give me more.”

I had to look. With hookups, prep was just a necessary part of getting off. With Oscar, every millimeter meant the world. I eased my finger deeper, listening to his reactions and trying to ignore the urge to hurry up. My cock throbbed against his thigh. Finally, his body sheathed my finger in its tight grip completely. I thrust slowly in and out, imagining how amazing his tight hole would feel around me.

“Ready for another, baby?” I watched his face as I thrust a bit harder and added a tiny twist at the deepest point. His hard length bobbed against his belly, and I could help but lean down and suck it between my lips.

“Zane!” His back arched as he cried out, and his hole clenched around my finger.

I wouldn’t hurt him for the world, but I couldn’t wait much longer to feel him around me. He whimpered when I pulled out gently to add more lube and press two fingers to his pink hole. “More now. You’re so beautiful.” I sucked and licked at the delicate skin of his inner thigh as I pushed inside him once again.

Everything became pure sensation. The tight squeeze around my fingers sent my mind soaring to fantasies I’d had so many times since meeting Oscar. When I took his cock back into my mouth, he cried out again and writhed beneath me. His hand landed on the back of my head, but he didn’t push. Instead, his trembling fingers rubbed against my scalp and sent electric shivers down through me.

My own fingers sank deep, twisted, and spread a tiny bit as I pulled out of him slowly. My cock leaked on the sheets, and Icouldn’t help but grind myself against them. “It has to be soon, baby. I want you too bad.” I pulled off his rock-hard length and met his gaze.

“Now, Zane. I want to feel you inside me now. I need…” He shook his head. Maybe he didn’t have all the words yet, but there was no question about what he wanted.

I withdrew my fingers and rolled on the condom, fumbled with the lube bottle again, and shifted between his raised thighs. I stroked up their smooth skin, pushing gently to roll his hips closer to mine before letting go, lining up, and easing inside him.

The tip pushed through his resistance, and his mouth dropped open as his head rocked back. I stayed still, fighting the urge to sink deep and chase my own pleasure. This was about Oscar, about us coming together, not just getting off. Taking a deep breath, I eased back against the tight ring of muscle, and then pressed forward again half an inch more than before.

Another rock backward, another forward, another half an inch of me disappeared into his tight flesh. The room filled with our harsh breaths and low moans. I pushed his thighs a bit higher, tilted the angle of my slide, searching for that special spot that would make his first time unforgettable. Another tiny thrust.

Oscar’s eyes shot wide, and he cried out. His hands flailed toward me and latched onto my sides. “That. Do that again.”

I couldn’t deny him anything. I pulled back, thrust again, fighting to maintain that perfect angle that hit his prostate every time. Gone were the throaty moans and gathered breaths. As I sped up and sank deeper inside him, he cried out again and again, wordless sounds jumbled up with my name and curses I’d never heard from his pretty lips before.

“Oscar, I’m close.” There was no way to hold back with such a gorgeous man under me or fight against the tight grip of hot flesh.

“Yes, yes. Please.” His fingers tightened on my sides as his hips rocked up to take more of me with every thrust.

I wrapped my slick hand around his cock with a tight squeeze that made him shout again. I matched the rhythm of my strokes to the thrusts inside him. Pleasure reached its apex, and Oscar yelled my name as he came, ropes of white shooting across his stomach and over my fingers.

The sight pushed me over the edge, and I thrust once, twice more, and then came with his name on my lips. I filled the condom, pressed deep inside his clenching hole, and slumped over on arms that could barely hold me up anymore.

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