Page 110 of Hold On

“Oh Christ.” Dominic pulled him close and Ren pressed his face into Dominic’s shoulder.

“No one knows. Well, the doctor realised it hadn’t been a cock that had done that amount of damage. I don’t know if the Met got hold of my medical records, but that was something I didn’t tell them.”

“Ren, I—”

Ren pulled back and put his finger over Dominic’s lips. “My decision. I want you. I was always vers until Levan. Top and bottom are both fun. But he never even contemplated letting me fuck him. I want him out of my head. I want only you in there. I know you’ll listen. I trust you.”

“No pressure then.” Dominic gave him a little smile.

“None at all. Everything’s handy. Condom, lube and knife. You need to laugh because I know I shouldn’t have said that.”

Dominic was still chuckling when Ren crawled on top of him and kissed him.

“You.”Kiss.“Are.”Kiss.“Everything.” Kiss.“I.”Kiss.“Want.”

Dominic rolled Ren onto his side and took over the kissing. He laid a trail of kisses around the line of Ren’s chin and when he reached his ear, Ren almost bucked him off the bed.

“My weak spot,” Ren mumbled.

Dominic’s hand swept down his back and his fingers slid into the crease of Ren’s arse.

“My other weak spot,” Ren whispered. “I have loads of them.”

They were both hard, their cocks rubbing together as Dominic pulled him in.

“Oh God, Ren. Are you real? Am I dreaming?”

Ren hoped that didn’t require an answer because he was thinking too much about what was going to happen. He knew how good it could feel but it hadn’t for so long and he couldn’t trust his body. No matter how much he wanted it, he couldn’t be sure how he’d react. He didn’t want this to be afreak outmemory but he couldn’t be sure it wouldn’t be.

But Dominic wasn’t rushing him. He was muttering kind things, silly things, breathing heavily, blowing on Ren’s skin, giving him whisper-soft kisses as his fingers drifted back and forth over Ren’s nipples, then trailing them along his ribs, circling his navel while Ren’s skin twitched and danced under his touch.

“Weak spot number eleven,” Ren mumbled.

“I missed the others?” Dominic chuckled and kissed him again.

When Dominic’s kisses dropped lower and he licked and sucked and rasped his way the length of Ren’s body, Ren looked down and could see how aroused Dominic was. The thought of that thickly veined, wet-tipped cock pushing inside him made the breath catch in his throat.It will hurt.A thought that usually sent his own cock into a decline, but he was still hard.

Dominic licked the pearl of precome from Ren’s tip, showed him it sitting on his tongue before he pulled it into his mouth and Ren felt the buzz of need flare at the root of his cock.

Don’t ask if I’m okay.

“You are so beautiful,” Dominic whispered.

Ren found himself rolled over and pulled up to all fours, and for a moment, he started to resist until he felt the brush of Dominic’s hair between his thighs, then his brain short-circuited. Sparks shot up, a wildfire about to race out of control. Ren could feel Dominic breathing on him too, shaky exhalations and little gasps, and awareness that Dominic was nervous too, helped calm Ren. Only for him to yelp when a wet finger dragged down the seam of his arse.

“Theweak spot,” Ren blurted.Don’t ask if I’m okay.

When Dominic carefully spread his cheeks, Ren felt his heart curling up in his chest. The doctors had stitched and repaired and… Maybe it looked…Oh God.

“Shush.” Dominic licked him and Ren cried out.

Then Dominic was licking him everywhere, cock, balls, the skin between, around his hole and Ren squeezed his eyes shut, clenched his teeth and pressed his face into the bed. The sensation of a warm, wet tongue and the way Dominic was breathing wound Ren tighter, making his entire body tense and yet expelling his worries. It was like lying at the edge of a warm sea, the water lapping at his body like waves of lust rolling over him, except he was thinking about a shark in the water. But when Dominic’s tongue pushed inside him, pleasure overwhelmed him and Ren thought only of Dominic.

It had been a long while since he’d been rimmed. He hadn’t forgotten how good it could feel but maybe it had never felt this good. His groans came from somewhere deep inside him, sinking into the mattress, which was where he was going too, as Dominic kept working him, easing his way and as he did, destroying every doubt, every worry. Thoughts of freaking out, of him shoving Dominic off or hitting him disappeared. The voice in his head telling him not to do this had gone as well. This was Dominic and he wouldn’t hurt him.

That tongue! Don’t stop.He didn’t. He took his time driving Ren crazy and when Ren felt a lubed finger instead of a tongue, all he thought wasat last.Along withdon’t ask me if I’m okay.

Dominic curved his finger inside him, stroked that spongy tissue—who thought to makethata source of pleasure—and Ren cried out.

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