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His cock twitches and swells on my tongue, leaving a trail of sticky, salty-sweet precum behind.

“Fuck, Jerr. Go slow.”

I nod, meeting his gaze for just a moment before focusing on my task.

I like the way he feels in my mouth, the way the silky skin of his cock brushes over my tongue, the weight of it, the head tickling the back of my throat.

But his scent. Wow. He smells clean from the shower, but there’s something else.

It’s familiar and comforting, and I’ve smelled it a thousand times in my life. It’s Bane.

“Oh shit.” He blows out a breath. “Feels so good.”

I’m not sure whether that’s true, but I’ll choose to believe him.

A surge of confidence flows through me as I reach down to massage his balls, and he shivers, his breath catching.

Not once does he push my head down or pump his hips to gag me.

He lies as still as he can, his fingers tangled in the bedding as he watches me do my best.

I try to get as much of him down my throat as possible, and he moans long and slow as his eyelids flutter. He likes it. I’m giving him this pleasure.

“You gotta stop soon, babe,” he pants. “Unless this is how you plan to finish me off.”

It’s a tempting idea, but I really want to try the one thing that’s always challenged me.

Every time I’ve gotten to this point with a guy I dated, I either wanted to run or I suffered through it for his sake, but that’s not what I feel right now.

Far from it. I want to make Bane feel good, but I want to feel good too.

I really want to make love, actual love, for the first time in my life.

I pop off and move up his body to kiss him. Bane tangles his fingers in my hair, deepening the kiss, and as I climb on top of him to straddle his hips, the hint of an erection teases my cock.

“You good?” Bane asks.

“Really good.”

I lean over to open his nightstand drawer and pull out his lube. He’s shaking beneath me, which is kind of sweet. He’s nervous. Bane, the most amazing man I know, is nervous about being with me. Wild.

My fingers brush the foil wrapper of a condom. “We’ve always done our testing together.”

He nods, gazing at me with pure awe in his eyes. “Yeah.”

“So we can skip these, right?” I hold one up. “I don’t want anything between us.”

“Fuck.” His voice is deep and raspy now. “We can skip them.”

Smiling, I drop the condom and grab the lube instead.

I open the lid and pour some onto his cock.

His breath hitches, and he tenses when I drop the bottle and touch him instead.

He feels hard and slick in my grasp, but when I look down, a foreign sensation takes over.

Is this what lust feels like? The overwhelming desire to touch and look and feel?

Now I understand what all the hype was about. This is amazing.

Before I can say anything, Bane flips me onto my back, lifting my legs. “Gonna get you ready.”

I nod, chewing on my bottom lip. “Please.”

His brow creases, and I think he’s about to check in, but instead he nods and grabs the lube bottle again. I watch as he slicks his fingers then slides them into my crease, finding my hole and gently pressing against it.

“There’s so many things I want to do with you,” Bane whispers. “Not just in bed, but definitely some of it is in bed.”

“I want to do everything. It feels like it’s all brand new. It’s never been like this.”

A smile tugs at his lips as he circles my rim with his fingertip. When he breaches me, my breath hitches, and it stings, but I knew it would.

“Okay?” he asks.

“More.”

He pushes his finger completely in, but doesn’t move, letting my body adjust. Bane leans down, kissing my neck and jaw and then my mouth.

I lift my legs higher, rocking slightly to encourage him.

Bane pushes a second finger inside me. The sting is intense this time, but this new, exciting feeling of desire doesn’t dissipate at all.

I close my eyes as Bane kisses me, moving his fingers inside me, slowly but with purpose.

I let all my thoughts go, focusing solely on the man causing all this pleasure.

And then it happens.

My cock swells.

I almost squeal, but Bane lifts his head, looking down between us and smiling. I put my finger over his lips to keep him from addressing it. He nods, understanding my silent appeal, and carries on stretching me out.

It feels like weeks have passed by the time he grabs the lube again, using one hand to open it while the other is still between my legs. I glance at my erection, aware of its presence but trying not to think too hard about it.

“Ready?” Bane asks, slowly pulling his fingers out of me.

I flinch, grabbing his wrist. “Please. Please, Bane.”

He nods, pouring a little more lube over his cock.

Then he scoots closer, his eyes focused between my legs as he presses the head of his dick to my hole.

This is the part I’ve always tensed up for, knowing I wouldn’t enjoy a second of it, but that reaction doesn’t surface.

It’s probably gonna hurt or at least be uncomfortable, but that’s okay, because it’s just the first time. There will be more.

Bane pushes into me slowly, his brow creased as he holds my gaze. My hole clenches around the intrusion, but it doesn’t hurt like I thought it would. It stings a little, but it’s pleasant in a way, and as I lift my arms to drape them over his shoulders, I smile so he knows I’m good.

“I’ve dreamed of this,” he says. “So many times.”

“How does it match up?”

“Way, way better than my dreams.” His hand moves to gently grip the front of my neck. “I love you so much, Jerr. It feels so good to tell you.”

“It’s amazing to hear it.” I grab his wrist and pull his hand to my mouth to kiss it. “All of this is amazing.”

He nods. “Gonna move now.”

“Okay.”

Bane rocks his hips slowly, his cock sliding in and out of me until my muscles relax and accept him a little more.

He’s gentle, but not so much so that I feel like he’s holding back.

He hooks his arm under one of my knees, increasing the depth of his thrusts inside me, and the sensation causes strange flutters in my belly.

We hold each other’s gazes, rocking gently together. I’m aware of my still-hard cock brushing against his stomach, of his swelling inside me, and the increase in his breathing and body heat.

“Can’t hold back,” he moans. “Fuck, Jerr.”

“Don’t hold back. I can handle it.”

He makes a guttural noise as he snaps his hips, pounding into me in a way that makes me smile. He’s finding his pleasure with me. He’s gonna come because of me .

“Jerr,” he pants before tensing and grunting my name again. His moves slow as he grinds against me, filling me with his release.

My eyes sting. I don’t think I’ve ever been so happy giving someone else pleasure. His arms tremble on either side of me as he slowly opens his eyes.

“Don’t move.”

“I won’t.”

Bane slowly withdraws, both of us flinching from the loss. I’m about to complain, but I don’t have time before Bane scoots down and sucks my cock down his throat. I nearly launch off the bed, but his hand on my stomach holds me in place.

I’m lost in a sea of novel sensations, my thoughts floating to a happier place than I’ve ever visited before when it comes to sex. Nothing negative is clouding my mind right now, just pleasure. Actual pleasure.

The room feels like it’s spinning, like I’m floating on clouds as my body tenses and reacts to the heat of Bane’s mouth sucking me like his life depends on it.

“Oh god, Bane.” My stomach tightens and I feel my cock swelling. I’m astounded. Truly.

Bane doesn’t let up at all, dragging his tongue up and down my shaft before he swallows around me. When the dam breaks and the first sticky rope of cum escapes, I’m in shock.

Bane drains me, swallowing every drop I give him until I’m a boneless mess of emotion beneath him. He lays his head on my stomach, and I play with his hair, but the tears are building, and I can’t hold them back.

My body trembles with the emotion pouring out of me. Bane moves up, wrapping his arms around me, and I turn on my side and bury my face in his chest. He rubs my back, kissing the top of my head and letting me cry it out. I’m almost forty-two, and I’ve just had my first orgasm.

It was so worth the wait.