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“Fuck, baby,” I soothe, watching him come undone beneath me. His cock twitches as precum leaks from the tip, and I grin at the sight. “You look so fucking good like this,” I praise, moving my finger slightly, letting him get used to the pressure.

He lets out a shaky exhale, hips shifting as he groans. “I—fuck, Logan?—”

I kiss and suck my way down his inner thighs, trying to let him get comfortable with the new sensation.

“You like it, baby?” I ask as I slowly get him used to the feeling, and he nods. After a few minutes, when he’s writhing on my pointer finger, I pull out before pushing two back in. I work him open carefully, and his whole body shakes as he lets out a soft, breathless moan.

“So good, Lo,” he says, voice raw and needy.

I smile to myself, knowing he’s only going to become more desperate as I continue fucking my fingers into him. Once again, he starts rolling his hips.

“More, Loge, please.”

Groaning, I pull my fingers out to grab the plug and cover it in lube. “Let’s see how much you like the plug, baby.” I bring it to his entrance, rubbing the tip against his hole, but not pressing it just yet.

“If you don’t like this or it hurts, let me know and I’ll stop. It’s supposed to feel good.”

He nods and spreads his legs a little more for me, and fuck, the sight of him spread out and willing to try this with me makes my whole body thrum with need. I press the plug in slowly, watching the way his face shifts and mouth parts as he adjusts to the feeling.

He sucks in a breath. “Feels...weird.”

“Good weird or want-me-to-stop weird?” I check, sliding my hand down his thigh.

His cheeks flush red, and he bites his lip. “Keep going,” he says, and I wait a few more moments before I press the rest of the way in. Trailing my hands over his skin, I try to distract him, kissing him slowly before guiding his hips up a smidge more and letting him feel how good it is to move with it inside of him.

The groan that leaves his mouth is sinful. I know that’s the moment he understands how good it feels to have his ass stuffed, and I can’t wait for it to be my cock inside of him one day. I grin, dragging my hands up his back and pressing our foreheads together.

“You ready to fuck me now, baby?” I tease in a low voice.

He licks his lips, his hips rolling slightly, and I feel how much he wants it. Feel how much he likes the plug inside of him.

“Yes,” he breathes, his voice hoarse and filled with need.

I grab the lube and coat my fingers, ready to work myself open quickly for him while I straddle his legs, but he stops me, wiping the lube from my fingers the best he can.

“I want to do it,” he says, and I swear the air is knocked out of my lungs at Ryder’s desire.

I don’t hesitate. I climb off his lap and bend over on all fours for him on the bed so he has easy access to my hole.

“You wanna stretch me, baby,” I encourage, and I hear him let out a little moan. “That’s so hot. Go one finger at a time to get me ready for your cock.”

He circles my hole at first, just like I did to him, before he presses the tip of his lubed-up finger in. “Fuck, you’re tight,” he exclaims, and I can’t help but chuckle against the bed at his reaction.

“I love being your firsts, baby. You have no idea how much I love it.”

That must encourage him, because he pushes in deeper. The stretch is tight but familiar, and fuck, I still can’t get over the fact that Ryder’s finger is in my ass. The intimacy of this moment makes my whole body tense with anticipation formore.

“Shit,” Ryder breathes. I turn my head and see him watching his finger disappear inside of me so intently. His eyes are locked onto it like he’s memorizing every detail, and I can’t help but smile at him in awe.God, I love this man so much.

“You good?” he asks me, and I nod, pushing back slightly on his fingers.

“More, baby. Give me another finger.”

He pulls his finger out and squeezes more lube on them before pushing two in this time. He lets out a breathy groan. I can tell he’s loving this, and he doesn’t let up. He keeps fucking into me with his fingers and I moan, letting him hear how much I want this.

“Fuck, you sound so good like this,” he rasps, shifting so he can kiss down my back, biting lightly at my skin.

“Yeah?” I pant, rocking against his fingers.