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Thankfully, he manages to catch me before I collide with the edges of the wooden steps, but instead of putting me back on my feet like I’m expecting, he lifts me a couple of steps so I can lie flat and then continues to free me from my shirt.

Eventually, my vision returns as he throws my shirt behind him.

My chest heaves as he gazes down at me with those hungry, all-consuming eyes.

“I’m glad you got in my Uber,” he confesses as his hands drop to my waistband.

My entire body startles when his knuckles brush the skin just above my waistband, and he smirks.

He makes quick work of my belt and fly, and the next thing I know, he’s dragging my pants and boxers down my legs.

I kick my shoes from my feet and am vaguely aware of them bouncing down the stairs.

His eyes feast on me, tracing every single line and indent of my body.

I’m nowhere near as impressive as him, but I can’t deny that I’ve got a decent body. I should hope so for all the time I’ve put into it over the years.

It’s when his eyes drop to my aching dick that my panic returns.

His hand moves, and I stop breathing as I watch him move it closer to me.

“I can’t,” I blurt when he’s just an inch from my dick.

His eyes dart up to mine.

“You can’t?” he questions, confusion swimming in his eyes.

I swallow thickly, my cock pulsing against my lower stomach, precum soaking my skin.

“If you touch me. I’m…I’m gonna come.”

Something that looks suspiciously like pride flickers across his expression. “Is that right?”

I nod, doing everything I can to get my body under control.

It’s been a long time since I was a virgin. I usually pride myself on my stamina and ensuring my partner gets the ride of their life. But I fear that I’ve reverted to my fifteen-year-old self.

“Why?” Nash suddenly demands.

“Because of you. Because of your cock. I want you.”

I want him so much after our interactions, but like fuck am I going to tell him that. He clearly doesn’t know that I’m the man who’s been sending videos of myself jerking off to thoughts of him, and there’s no fucking way I’m doing anything to ruin this. Other than coming too fast, of course.

“Sucking my cock got you that horny?”

I nod frantically.

He’s still above me, his hand still suspended between us.

I both love and hate the unknown of what he’s thinking.

“Please,” I whimper when I can’t take it anymore.

“Please what? I didn’t think you wanted me to touch you.”

“Fuck,” I curse. “I want you to touch me more than I want anything. I just don’t want it to end yet.”

“I’ve already come. Do you see me bringing this to an end?”