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Blistering heat engulfs me and my lungs burn with the effort of keeping my lips on his, but I can’t bring myself to pull away. Milo detaches our mouths, drawing a low whine from me.
“So dramatic,” he says, swallowing down my retort with another searing kiss. He tugs on my tee shirt. “Off.”
We peel off our clothes in record time until I’m naked and shivering, reaching for him blindly. He surrounds me instantly, his skin hot against mine. Large hands guide me onto his childhood bed with a tenderness that makes my heart clench. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before.
“Callum. Baby.” He groans against my skin. “You’re gorgeous. I can’t believe this is real.”
“We’ve had sex in the motel.”
“It wasn’t like this.”
I know what he means. This feels like walking on clouds, the suppressed emotions of the past few years rushing in and heightening the pleasure, the want. I let my legs fall open, pulling Milo between them.
“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted this,” I say, wrapping my arms around his shoulders.
He responds with a slow roll of his hips, dragging his large cock against mine, the slide deliciously paved by the slick dripping from me. I moan, feeling feverish with want.
“What do you need, Cal?”
“I want you inside me. Please. Please, I—
Milo kisses me one last time before he rummages around in his nightstand, producing a familiar bottle of lube and a shiny condom. I can almost hear the hum of a rickety air conditioner, feel the sweltering heat, taste sweat and sex in the humid air.
A slick finger brushing over my hole dispels those thoughts like a whisper on a breeze. Milo dips down and covers one of my nipples with his mouth, pushing the finger slowly inside. I squirm against the unfamiliar intrusion. It’s so full already.
“Holy shit,” I say, panting. “That—”
“Hurts?”
I shake my head. “Feels weird, but good.”
“We’ll take it slow. Breathe for me. That’s it, nice and easy.”
Milo takes his time preparing me and when he finally thinks I’m ready, he wraps a hand around his shaft. It’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen.
I spread my legs wider and am rewarded by Milo’s mouth covering mine. He pulls away to slip on the condom, hissing a little.
He caresses my thigh gently. “You should turn around. For your first time, to make it easier.”
“No. I want to see you.” I mean for it to come out defiant, but my voice sounds too breathy, too desperate.
It’s the right thing to say, because Milo groans long and low.
“You drive me crazy.” He cups the back of my knee and drags my leg up around his hip, aligning himself at my entrance. “Ready?”
“Yes.”
Milo slips inside and the burn is all-consuming, overwhelming, but it feels so good I can’t breathe. He rocks his hips in small thrusts, then bends and licks a path from my ear to my jaw. Good. I want him to mark every inch of me.
I feel mad with this obsession, driven to insane heights that aren’t fair to ask of anyone. But Milo’s dealt with me for years and he hasn’t complained. He said he’s obsessed with me, too.
The thought relaxes me, and when Milo buries fully inside, I stop thinking at all.
“Okay?” he says.
I let out a strained laugh. “Fishing for compliments?”
“Callum, please.”
