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But I’d be lying if I said this wasn’t better.
My cock was slicked and ready, just outside his hole, and he turned to me with that same ever-present fire in his eyes.
“You’re my boyfriend now. You better fuck me like you mean it.”
“That smug look on your face is about to disappear. You know that, right? You’ve never had a cock like mine before.”
“Think I can’t take it?”
“I know you’regoingto,” I told him.
He was leaning over my desk in my room, because we’d been too impatient to even walk across to my bed.
Tonight should have been awful.
After everything that happened, on a night like tonight I’d usually come home and worry about everything, wallowing alone in my room.
Instead, after the rollercoaster of an evening, I felt like I hadwonsomething.
We came inside, I helped him clean off his face and apply a bandage, and then he’d demanded that I fuck him senseless.
And that was something I could provide.
“Hands flat on the desk. Moveforward,” I told him, gripping his hips and giving him a little shove.
He leaned over further for me.
I gave his ass a firm smack. Thatperfectass, ready and waiting, all mine.
“Is this what you wanted, ever since you saw me on the edge of the football field?” he said. “You wanted to tame me? Dick me down, put me in my place?”
“Am I supposed to deny that? Because the answer isyes.”
He shoved his ass back against me and I chased that sensation, pushing up against him in retaliation.
“Give it to me.”
I lined my tip up with his hole and pushed inside, just a little bit.
“You talk a big game, Gilman,” I uttered. “But can you actually take this?”
“Fuck,” he hissed as I gave him a little more. “No. Yes. I don’t know.”
“You can.”
I gave him another little push and he moaned as he gripped the edge of my desk. I watched his knuckles strain, then watching as they relaxed. I ran my palm along his spine, savoring every moment.
Ihadhim.
All to myself.
His skin burning for me, as I gave him my cock, bit by bit.
“More,” he whispered, even though I knew he was still in pain.
“You want that, from me?” I asked. “You like the pain?”
“So what if I do?”
