Page 55 of The Reality of Wanting Him

I smirk, adding a third finger and working to stretch him even more before rubbing over his prostate again, watching as his blissed-out expression becomes even more dazed and he comes undone beneath me. “Think you can take my dick yet?”

Blake nods enthusiastically. “Yes. Yes, I want you so badly. Want your cock inside me.”

I groan, lust pooling low in my gut as my own need spikes in response to how eager he is and how desperate he looks underneath me. I remove my fingers slowly and watch as his body shudders at the loss. Leaning down, I kiss him again, pouring everything I feel into the way our mouths move together. Hoping the way my tongue explores his mouth expresses what I don’t have time to say with words, that each nip of his soft swollen lips reminds him just what he means to me. I want him to know how happy I am that we found each other, how much I’ve come to need him. I want him to feel cared for and appreciated because that’s what he deserves, and I know this is a big moment for him, for us.

Eventually, I break the kiss and pull back just enough to look at him to make sure he’s hearing me clearly. “If you don’t like this, I’ll stop. I promise. Just tell me.”

“I want this,” he reassures me, longing shining in his eyes. A part of me still can’t believe that he’s really so all in, but there’s no hesitation or concern written in his features as he smiles up at me. “I need you, Liam.”

I grab the condom, open the wrapper and roll it on before reaching for the bottle of lube again. I squirt more into my hand and cover my straining cock, stroking my shaft as he watches with wide eyes. I spread the excess on his already prepped hole before lining myself up at his entrance. “Relax for me, baby. Deep breaths.”

He does exactly what I say, looking like my perfect fantasy as I push through his tight ring of muscle. As soon as I feel the head of my cock sink inside of him, he gasps. It’s somehow even better than I imagined, and every instinct in me is screaming to slam inside, to bury myself deep in this man that I’ve fallen for, but I force myself to go slow.

I want this to feel good for him.I need it to be everything he’s imagined and more.

Wrapping my hand around his cock, I stroke him to give him something else to focus on while he adjusts to the new sensation of me inside him. Whispering words of encouragement in his ear, I lean over him and admire how hot he looks with his legs butterflied for me. “You’re so fucking pretty, baby. I can’t believe I’m the first man to ever be inside you. You’re doing so good for me. Taking me so well. That’s it, B, breathe. You’re incredible.”

Each word seems to help him relax further and he melts against me as I slowly sink in deeper, inch by inch. He’s so hot and tight, and I swear it’s the best fucking thing I’ve ever felt.

I’m almost fully inside of him and he gasps. “Fuck, you’re so big—oh my god?—”

I still for a second, letting him adjust and peppering him with kisses on every inch of skin I can reach. “Breathe, you’re doing so good,” I remind him.

His breath shudders out as he tilts his hips up further, stillholding his legs up behind his knees. “More,” he begs. “Please, Liam.”

There’s no way I could say no to that.I sink in further and let out a grunt when my cock is completely buried inside of him. “You okay?” I rasp.

Blake nods. “Yeah, just—fuck. You’re so deep. You feel so big. You’re huge.”

I smirk, pressing a kiss to his jaw. “Want me to move, B?”

“Yes,” he gasps. “Please.”

That’s all I need to hear. I pull back enough so that just my tip is inside of him before I slowly push my hips forward again. I set an easy pace to let him get used to this new feeling. I want to devour him, want to fuck him so hard he can’t think about anything else for days,but there will be more time for that.I also want his first time to be everything he didn’t know he needed. I want him to feel me everywhere—want him to crave this connection. To crave me.

I drape my body over his, leaning down to grab a fistful of his hair, yanking his head back so I can kiss him, swallowing his moans as I fuck into him. The sounds he’s making are driving me wild, inspiring even more possessive feelings inside of me. “You’re mine,” I growl against his lips as I thrust into him a bit harder. “You belong to me.”

“Yours.” His voice breaks on the word. “Fuck, I’m yours.”

My hips pick up speed, I’m desperate to push him over the edge, for him to shatter beneath me in the best way, completely overwhelmed by the pleasure I’m introducing him to. I want him to know how much I’m his too. I adjust my angle again, and I know the exact moment I hit his prostate because Blake chokes on a moan, his whole body tensing as his arms wrap around me, fingers clawing down my back. “Oh, fuck?—”

“Right there?”

“Yes,” he cries. “Fuck, Liam, right there—don’t stop, don’t fucking stop.”

I tighten my grip in his hair, yanking his head back even farther, loving the control he gives me as I kiss him. I swallow every desperate moan that spills from his lips as he completely unravels beneath me, and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Every sound he makes, every twitch of his muscles, every plea, only makes me want to claim him even more.

“You like being fucked like this, huh, straight boy?” I say against his lips, my thrusts continuing to pick up speed.

Blake whimpers as he looks up at me through his lashes. “Only you,” he breathes. “Only want you, Liam.”

The caveman part of me loves knowing I’m the only one who’s ever been inside him. Loves knowing that I’m the only one he’s completely handed control over to.

“You’re so pretty like this, baby.” I groan again, pressing my forehead against his.

Blake gasps at my words, his whole body shuddering beneath me. He truly is breathtaking with flushed cheeks and wild eyes. He lets out a whimper, and I know he’s getting close, so I reach down to stroke his cock again.

“Come for me,” I order, moving my fist in sync with my thrusts. “Come while I’m inside you.”

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