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“Your mouth… you know exactly—” A moan interrupted as my cock found the deepest part of his throat while his tongue teased the underside of my shaft.

He slowly pulled off my cock and then licked down the shaft to my balls. Gently, he took each into his mouth while his hands ran along the inside of my thighs and pushed them further apart. My hips bucked as he dragged his tongue down, under my balls. I threw a hand over my mouth to muffle my cries. Fuck, he knew exactly what my body liked.

Sliding down further, he danced his tongue along the edge of my hole. I almost came with the sharp sensations that traveled into my cock.

“Jake.” His name came out in a whimper as he continued to work my hole. He reached up and stroked my cock lazily, and the combination made me see stars as my body quaked. He kept me right on the edge, already reading my body and sensing how far he could go. “I need… need you to… fuck me.”

He continued gently stroking me, but he angled his head so he could see me. His eyes were nearly as wide as his smile. “Out here?”

“Yes,” I said, trying to focus as he still hadn’t let my cock go. “Right here. You said we were going to mark this.” I slapped my hand down on the table I’d been using as a workbench and sat more forward, which forced him to stop moving his hand.

I reached for his belt buckle with fingers that weren’t quite steady. Twice tonight my hands had betrayed me—steady is the one thing I’ve never had to ask them for. “I need your dick. Now.”

Jake helped me with his jeans, toeing off his shoes and stepping out of denim and his boxers. The devilish expression on his face went straight to my dick and my heart.

His hand returned to my cock while his other hand was on his, stroking us both in the same rhythm.

“Shit, there’s no lube out here.” He frowned, but still kept his hands moving.

“I…” I reached out and stopped his hand and chuckled. “I can’t talk while you’re doing that. Check the back of the rag drawer.”

His mouth dropped open. “You planned for this?”

I shrugged. “Not this exactly, but… I don’t know, seemed a good idea.”

He leaned in and kissed me before crossing to where I’d tucked a small bottle away. He was a sight with his powerful body moving through the space with his hard cock standing straight in front of him.

“Great place for it, tucked under the rags we can clean up with.” He squirted some onto his fingers, which he moved together to warm it up. “You’re sure?”

I nodded, reclined as I’d been before and then scooted forward to make sure he’d have good access for what was next. “I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anything more.”

He set the bottle down next to me. “Tell me if I need to stop, or you want something different.”

“I will. Now, just do it, will you?”

“This bossy streak is new. And it’s fucking hot.” He brushed his lubed fingers against my hole and once again I couldn’t do anything but moan.

As he pushed gently, I tried to relax so he could enter me. He started with a single finger, and that was easy to take since he’d already loosened me up. I saw the question in his eyes and nodded. Smiling, he added a second one.

“Yes. So good.” I took my cock and stroked, retracting the foreskin for him.

He leaned down and licked the head, and we both moaned. He slipped a third finger in at the same time, and I bucked my hips, sending my dick deeper into his mouth.

“Fuck me, now Jake. I’m ready. I need it.”

He pulled off my erection, withdrew his fingers, and stepped back. A drip of precum dropped from his dick and onto the floor. He leaked so much we probably didn’t even need the lube. He squirted some lube along his shaft and got himself ready. I hopped off the table and turned around, bracing my hands against it and pushing my ass out toward him.

“You’re so fucking hot. This perfect ass.” He ran a hand over it.

He slid his cock between my cheeks and pushed gently at my entrance. I took some deep breaths to calm myself. It’d been a long time since I’d used anything but toys, but I was ready for him.

His head slid in, and a mix of pleasure and slight pain rolled through me.

“Fuck.” I stretched the word out. “So good.” I pushed against him, wanting more.

Now he moaned as I took control and rode his cock. He grabbed my hips, and I thrust faster because I knew he wouldn’t let go.

“Damn, Nico, you’re so tight.”