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Story: Yorkie to My Heart

By angling his thighs in a certain way, though, he prevented me from getting any satisfaction.

He chuckled.“Eager?”

“Hell fucking yes.”

Slowly, he eased back.He kissed his way down my chin.He sucked on my neck.He pressed his lips against my skin as he moved down my sternum.He paid homage to each nipple—bringing them to sharp peaks.

“Jeremy…please…”

Another rumble of amusement from deep in his chest.

He went lower still, this time nuzzling my bellybutton with his nose.

I giggled.

He nipped at the skin just below my navel.Where I carried much of my fat.

In that moment, it didn’t matter.Nothing else mattered except getting Jeremy inside me as soon as possible.He said he didn’t care about how I looked—and I believed him.

When he licked my tip, I nearly went right over again.“Jesus, Jeremy, give a guy some warning.”I said the words teasingly, and he met my gaze with a wicked grin.

Then he rocked back on his heels, snagged the condom, disposed of the wrapper, and rolled the thing on.“We’ll teach you how to do this.”

“Okay.But I’d prefer to go bareback as soon as possible.”

“We can run down to a clinic in Oceanside tomorrow.San Diego, if we have to.Then dinner with my parents and?—”

“Say something like that again, and I’m going to lose this boner.”

He coated his cock with lube, then stuck two fingers back inside me to add just a little bit more stretch.“You ready?”

“I’ve been ready pretty much since you crashed into us.Again, hell fucking yes.”

Without another word, he guided his cock to my entrance.Then, slow as molasses, he started to push in.

The burning took me by surprise because I hadn’t felt this much discomfort before when he’d only been using his fingers.Still, I breathed through the intense sensation.I willed my body to acclimate.To not fight.

“The head getting in is the worst of it.”Jeremy said the words through gritted teeth.

“Then just do it.Just push in.We’ll figure the rest out later.”

He chuckled.“I’ll keep going slow, and you keep breathing.”

And so we did.Eventually the worst of the pain eased as his head was fully inside me.Then, inch by inch, he pressed his way into me.Pushing forward a bit, pulling back a bit.Slowly and surely, he found his way home.

“I’m in.Now’s the good part.”

I chuckled.“How’s that?”

“Every time I brush your prostate, you’ll get that happy feeling.”

“You’ll have to tell me about this magical thing.”

“I will.”He gritted his teeth.“I need to move.”

“By all means.”I offered my most winsome smile.“Give me all you’ve got.”

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