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He chewed his lips, then let out a long breath. “I hope this doesn’t sound silly. We’re both hockey players, and I’ve always put on a tough-guy act. But when you take care of me, I feel safe. That’s something I never had before you, and I think you fucking me would be natural for both of us.” He held my gaze. “I’ll take care of you too. Whenever you want, whatever you need.”
His hair had fallen into his eyes again, so I brushed it back. “That’s not silly. It’s the kind of trust most people spend a lifetime looking for.” I kissed the corner of his mouth, then whispered, “I’d love to fuck you. I’ll be open about what I need, but taking care of you is at the top of the list.”
He smiled. “Sounds perfect then.”
“Let’s go slow,” I said. “We’ll let it build, and if you ever want to try it the other way, we can.”
“Can we do it after dinner? You fucking me, I mean, not the other way around.” The wicked grin he’d flashed on the beach had returned. “I’ll need to eat first to get up my strength.”
I pressed his hand against the outline of my cock. It was already throbbing inside my shorts. “Feel that? Just from talking about it.”
His breath caught. “Okay. Let’s go get dinner over with.”
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Dinner was a formality.We wolfed down our food without tasting it and practically ran back to the villa. Logan barely got the door locked before I grabbed his hand and dragged him to the bedroom.
“Clothes off,” I said, yanking my shirt over my head.
He was already stripping. The instant his boxers hit the floor, he lunged at me and crushed our bodies together.
“I need you so fucking bad I can’t breathe,” he said. His voice was little more than a growl.
Before I could answer, his lips slammed against mine, and he thrust his tongue into my mouth. I moaned as he slid his hands down and grabbed a double handful of my ass, hauling me in tight. We were already hard, and our cocks crossed and slid against each other like they were competing to lead a dance.
While Logan fucked my mouth with his tongue, the fierce heat between us exploded. He lifted me off the floor like I weighed nothing and tossed me onto the bed.
I bounced once and laughed until it caught in my throat when he crashed down after me. In an instant, he was on top, pinning me and grinding our cocks together while he devoured my mouth. I dug my nails into his back and thrust against him.We writhed, desperate for friction, all moans and gasps and sweat-slicked skin.
The room already smelled like sex. My cock was so hard it throbbed in time with my pulse, screaming for release. Much more of this, and I’d shoot all over Logan’s dick. He must have felt the same because he broke the kiss and rolled off me.
“What?” I turned my head to look at him. “Why?”
He kept a hand on me, gently stroking my chest and abs. “We need to slow down. If I don’t get myself under control, I’m afraid I’ll hurt you.”
I didn’t fucking want to slow down. “You won’t. Please, I need you.”
“This is your first time, babe.” He pressed a hand against my cheek. “Rushing’s no good because I want it to be special. And I’m not sure you understand that it’s going to be uncomfortable, at least to start with. My cock’s a lot bigger than my finger, and you’ll have to adjust.”
I couldn’t hold back a chuckle. “Believe me, I know how fucking big your cock is. But what you said is very sweet. I want it to be special too.”
“One question then. Should we use a condom? I haven’t been with anyone but you since before LA, and I’m on PrEP.”
“Hmm.” I didn’t want him to use a rubber, but we should be safe. “I haven’t been with anyone else since LA either, but I haven’t been tested since January. Use a condom tonight, and then let’s see if we can get tested here.”
“Deal. So…” He opened the nightstand drawer and took out a condom and some lube.
I didn’t want to think too hard about why he’d put them there, so I gave him a look. “Confident, were we?”
He grinned. “A guy can hope. I wanted them handy in case.”
“Enough talking. Let’s do it.”
Logan climbed back on top of me, his familiar weight a comfort. He braced himself with his hands on either side of my head and kissed me, more slowly than before. The heat was still there, but now it was caught up with other things like want, nerves, and so much tenderness my heart ached.
He pulled back and looked into my eyes. “Can I get you ready?”
