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We stumbled back until my knees hit the edge of the bed, and then he lowered me gently onto the mattress, never breaking the kiss.

The weight of his body on top of mine was a delicious pressure, and I arched into him, seeking more contact.

Dayton’s hands roamed my chest, fingers teasing my nipples until they peaked.

He kissed a trail down my throat to my collarbone, nipping and sucking until I writhed beneath him.

Lower and lower he went, his mouth hot and wet against my skin.

When he reached my belly button, he dipped his tongue inside, making my abs clench.

He continued his path downward until he reached the waistband of my underwear.

With a wicked grin, he hooked his fingers under the elastic and slowly pulled them down, freeing my aching erection.

It slapped against my belly, already leaking at the tip.

Dayton licked his lips and, without warning, swallowed me down to the root.

I gasped, my back bowing off the bed as I was engulfed in the wet heat of his mouth.

He hollowed his cheeks and sucked hard, his tongue swirling around the head on every upstroke.

It was all I could do not to come right then and there.

I fisted my hands in the sheets, trying to hold on, but it was a losing battle.

Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, Dayton pulled off with an obscene pop. He crawled back up my body and kissed me deeply, letting me taste myself on his tongue. I moaned into his mouth, dizzy with desire.

‘My turn,’ I signed when he pulled away. ‘To explore.’

He flashed me a grin and rolled onto his back, sprawling out invitingly. I took a moment to just admire him, my eyes drinking in the sight of his gorgeous body laid before me like a feast.

I rolled on top of him, straddling his hips. My fingers traced the lines of his face, down his neck to his broad shoulders. I leaned in and pressed open-mouthed kisses to his throat, reveling in the way his pulse jumped beneath my lips. Slowly, I worked my way down his chest.

His nipples were super sensitive when I played with his piercings, tugging them gently. I couldn’t hear the sounds he made, but I could feel them vibrate in his chest. Plus, his face showed everything, his eyes rolling back and his mouth dropping open.

Dayton’s hands fisted in my hair as I continued my journey south, my tongue dipping into his navel.

His cock strained against his underwear, a damp spot forming where the tip was leaking.

I scooted lower, then mouthed him through the fabric, relishing the way he twitched and gasped.

Finally taking pity on him, I hooked my fingers in the waistband and tugged his underwear down.

His cock sprang free, thick and hard and perfect.

I wrapped my hand around the base, giving a few experimental strokes.

Dayton’s hips bucked into my touch, a low groan rumbling in his chest.

He tapped my shoulder. ‘Be careful, or this will be over too soon.’

I grinned. ‘Just a little taste.’

I licked a broad stripe up the underside of his shaft, swirling my tongue around the tip to gather the salty-sweet fluid leaking from the slit. Dayton’s thighs trembled and his grip on my hair tightened.

His taste was musky and salty, and I couldn’t get enough. I hollowed my cheeks and sucked hard, delighting in the way his thighs trembled on either side of my head.

I brought one hand up to cup his balls, rolling them gently in my palm as I continued to work his cock with my mouth. Dayton was panting now, his abs clenching and unclenching as he fought for control. Then he tugged sharply on my hair, pulling me off. ‘Tease.’

I licked my lips. ‘You taste too good.’

‘Don’t you want me to come inside you?’

Oh, he was bringing in the big guns now. Of course I did, and so I rolled off him and crawled back up, meeting his mouth for a slow, sensual kiss.

Dayton guided me onto my back, then reached over to the nightstand and retrieved a bottle of lube and a condom.

He set them on the bed beside us before settling between my spread thighs.

His hands skimmed up my sides as he leaned down to capture my mouth in another toe-curling kiss.

I surrendered to the sensations, lost in the slide of his lips and tongue against mine.

Then he settled between my legs, and I spread them wide, giving him full access.

Coating his fingers generously with the lube, he circled my entrance with one slick digit before slowly pushing inside.

I tensed at the unfamiliar intrusion, but Dayton stroked my hip soothingly with his other hand until I relaxed.

He worked his finger in and out, gradually stretching me.

It didn’t hurt. I’d read that for some men, this was uncomfortable, but it wasn’t. A bit strange, yes, that part I couldn’t deny. But also strangely intimate and not unpleasant at all, as evidenced by my cock being as hard as it had ever been.

When Dayton slipped in a second finger alongside the first, I couldn’t hold back a moan.

The stretch burned, but it also ignited sparks of pleasure that danced up my spine.

Dayton took his time, working me open with gentle, thorough strokes until I was rocking back against his hand, silently begging for more.

The stretch burned, but it also ignited sparks of pleasure that danced up my spine.

Dayton took his time, working me open with gentle, thorough strokes until I was rocking back against his hand, silently begging for more. My cock was leaking steadily now, clear drops of precum pearling at the slit. I was so hard it hurt, my balls drawn up tight against my body. “Dayton, please…”

‘Soon, baby,’ he signed one-handed. ‘I’ve got you.’

A third finger joined the first two, and I threw my head back with a gasp, my back arching off the bed. Dayton crooked his fingers just so, and stars exploded behind my eyelids as he found that magical spot inside me. I cried out, my hips bucking involuntarily.

‘Please,’ I signed, my hands shaking. ‘Need you inside me.’

Dayton’s eyes darkened with desire and he slowly withdrew his fingers. I whimpered at the loss, feeling empty and aching. But then he was rolling on the condom and slicking himself, and anticipation thrummed through my veins.

He positioned himself at my entrance, the blunt head of his cock nudging against my hole. Slowly, oh so slowly, he pushed inside, breaching the tight ring of muscle. I gasped at the stretch, my hands flying up to grip his shoulders. He stilled, letting me adjust to the intrusion.

‘Breathe, sweetheart,’ he signed, his own chest heaving with the effort of holding back. ‘Relax for me.’

I took a deep breath and consciously unclenched my muscles. Dayton sank in a little deeper, inch by torturous inch, until he was finally fully seated inside me, his hips flush against mine. We both groaned at the sensation, and I clutched at his shoulders, my blunt nails digging into his skin.

‘Okay?’ Dayton signed, his brow furrowed in concern.

‘Yes. Move, please.’

He started to thrust, shallow at first, then deeper as I loosened around him.

The drag of his cock inside me was indescribable, sparking pleasure through my entire body.

I’d never felt anything like it, this whole-body experience.

And not being able to hear made it even more intense, as if my other senses were all heightened.

I hitched my legs higher around his waist, tilting my hips to take him even deeper. His thrusts sped up, each one hitting my prostate and sending shockwaves of ecstasy through my body. I was reduced to a writhing, moaning mess beneath him, completely at his mercy.

His hips snapped, his moves more forceful, leaving my whole body shaking. He pinned me down with his body, and it was the hottest thing ever. Pleasure coiled tighter and tighter in my belly with every drive of his hips. I was close, so close, my cock throbbing between our sweat-slicked bodies.

“Dayton,” I gasped, digging my fingers into the firm globes of his ass. “I’m gonna…”

‘Let go,’ he signed, never breaking his rhythm. ‘Want to feel you.’

His words were my undoing. I came with a silent scream, my vision whiting out as ecstasy crashed over me in waves. My cock jerked and pulsed, untouched, painting my stomach and chest with ropes of pearly cum.

Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me, and I clung to Dayton like a lifeline, anchoring myself to him.

Dayton made a low sound I felt through his body as my inner muscles clenched around him.

His hips stuttered, losing their smooth rhythm as he chased his own release.

A few more erratic thrusts, and then he was coming too, his face contorting in pleasure.

I felt his cock pulse inside me as he spilled into the condom, and I held him through it, petting his sweat-slicked back.

Dayton collapsed on top of me, his weight a comforting pressure.

We lay there for a long moment, both of us panting harshly as we tried to catch our breath.

My heart thundered and my body tingled all over with residual pleasure.

Eventually, Dayton lifted his head from where it had been nestled in the crook of my neck.

He brushed a lock of sweat-damp hair off my forehead, then leaned in to press a tender kiss to my lips. His eyes were soft and sweet as they met mine. ‘You okay?’

I nodded, a lazy smile spreading across my face. ‘Perfect’

He returned my smile and leaned in to gently kiss me again before carefully pulling out.

I winced slightly at the drag of his softening cock against my sensitive rim.

He disposed of the condom, then grabbed some tissues from the bedside table to clean us both up.

Once he was done, he settled beside me and gathered me into his arms. I went willingly, tucking my head under his chin and tangling our legs together.

We lay there for a while, just basking in the afterglow. Dayton’s fingers traced idle patterns on my back as my breathing gradually returned to normal. I felt boneless and satiated, every nerve ending in my body still singing with pleasure.

It was Dayton who eventually broke the silence. He shifted, propping himself up on one elbow so he could look at me. His other hand came up to cup my cheek, his thumb brushing tenderly over my cheekbone. ‘That was incredible. You were incredible.’

‘It was better than I ever imagined.’

And it was true. The connection, the intimacy, the sheer pleasure, had all surpassed my wildest expectations.

His answering grin was blinding. ‘Yeah? I’m glad. I wanted it to be perfect for you.’

‘It was,’ I assured him. ‘Though I’m pretty sure anything with you would be perfect.’ It was sappy as hell, but it was the truth.

Dayton ducked his head, a faint blush staining his cheeks.

He was so damn gorgeous like this—hair mussed, skin flushed, eyes sparkling with satisfaction and affection.

I still couldn’t quite believe this incredible man wanted me, but I was done questioning it.

I was done questioning us. No, I had no idea what we were and if we would ever be what I couldn’t even admit to myself yet, but for now, this was enough.

We were together.