Page 62 of Matched By My Rival
Our eyes connected, and a frisson of something more than sexual energy passed between us. I felt as if an invisible tether tied us together. Something that ran deeper than flesh and bodily fluids. Something intangible, yet incredibly strong.
“I’m ready when you are,” he said.
And suddenly, I couldn’t wait a moment longer. I withdrew my thumb, applied a bit more lube, and positioned myself at his hole.
Please don’t let me fuck this up,I thought as I pushed forward.
I slid in a few inches before his body tightened like a vice. “Fuck,” he muttered.
“You okay?”
He blew out a breath. “Just give me a minute.”
I rubbed a hand up his spine soothingly. “Of course. Been a while?”
“Something like that.”
“How long?” I asked as I craned my head to the right so that I could see his face.
He licked his lips nervously. “Uh, well…”
I waited, stroking his skin, trying not to vibrate out of my own body or give in to the urge to rut into him wildly. My cock wanted friction, and it wanted it now, but I pushed down those needs so that I could focus on his face. There was something he wasn’t telling me.
“It’s okay if —”
“Never,” he blurted. “I’ve never done this before.”
I felt my eyes widen. “What?” I looked down at my cock, as if it were a sword I’d just accidentally skewered into my best friend. “Fuck, why didn’t you tell me? Am I hurting you?”
“I’m fine.”
I shook my head, feeling myself tremble. “Maybe I should…” I attempted to pull back, but Parker grabbed my thigh, holding me in place.
“No, don’t go. Want you in me.”
“But…”
“I just needed to adjust. You’re bigger than the toys.” Parker rocked back toward me, taking my cock a few more inches into his ass, and we both moaned. “There, see? It’s all good. Virgins can do it too.”
I laughed shakily. “You’re not my first virgin.”
“You player.”
Jesus, this was not how I imagined this going. Parker had been so experienced in everything else we’d done. Hand jobs and blow jobs weren’t new to me either, but doing them with Parker, being on the giving end of them, made them feel like firsts all over again. But I hadn’t expected any different tonight. I thought it would be a first for me, not him. And now here we were, making virgin jokes.
Parker rocked again. “Come on. I’m good. Fuck me.”
I tentatively pushed forward until my pelvis met his ass. “Good?”
“Yeah. Don’t hold back, Simon. I want to feel you hammering away. Pound me like you promised.”
“Oh, Jesus,” I muttered, thinking that I’d been a thoughtless idiot. But my body was already obeying his commands, withdrawing, then thrusting deeper into him.
He moved with me, rocking back to meet my thrusts, to force them deeper. Each thrust in, he cried out loudly. Each draw out, he gasped for breath as if he were suffocating. His entire body trembled beneath me. I hoped it was good trembling. I reached under him, feeling for his cock, needing to know this was good for him.
He was hard. Wet with precum. Thank fuck.
With a breath of relief, I fucked into him even harder.
