Page 71 of All Bets are Off

“It’s called vers, and since when?” Crawling behind him, I rest my chin on his shoulder. “Don’t get me wrong. I appreciate the offer. But where’s this coming from?”

“I think I’d like to try it. If you do.”

“Hmm,” I pretend to consider. “Do I want to stick my cock in your ass?”

“Be serious, would you?”

“Of course I want to. Are you sure you want to bottom?”

“Doesn’t it feel good? It sure looks like you enjoy it, the way you moan and beg me—”

Pinching his side, I say, “Shut up and get naked.”

My cock rises to half-mast as I watch West strip.

“On your knees,” I tell him when he’s finished.

“Your seduction skills need work.” West follows my orders.

“It’s normal to be nervous,” I tell him.

“I’m not nervous.”

Crossing to the nightstand, I pull out the lube. “Lie on your stomach, then, and I’ll get you ready for me.”

“Be gentle,” West says as he stretches out, the sight of his pale ass tugging at my cock.

“I thought you weren’t nervous.”

“Well, I don’t want my ass ripped open,” West says testily.

I chuckle. “Don’t worry. I’ll be careful. Spread your legs a little more.” I crawl onto the bed and between his legs.

“So damn bossy,” West mutters.

Pillowing my cheek on his ass, I slowly run my finger down his crack, watching goosebumps pop up on his skin in its wake. Carefully, I work one lubricated finger inside him, tutting when he stiffens. “Relax.” I kiss the cool, soft skin beneath my cheek.

“Knew you’d kiss my ass one day.”

I laugh, then turn my head and lightly bite him. “Just wait until I sink my cock into your tiny little virgin hole,” I say against his cool skin.

“You’ve got a real mean streak, you know that?” West looks at me over his shoulder.

Adding more lube, I insert another finger, being gentle despite my teasing because if West backs out now, I might die.

West groans into the pillow. Then, I locate his prostate and give it an experimental stroke, and he jerks.

“Fuck!”

“Like that?” I ask, licking a stripe along the swell of his ass while wiggling my fingers inside him.

“Fuck, Logan!” West’s voice quavers.

Zeroing in on his G-spot, I rub until West begins humping the bed. I’m tempted to keep going and see if I can make him come just from this. But I want inside him too much. Getting to my knees, I prepare my cock.

“Ready?” I ask him.

He nods.

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