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“Fuck.” I gulped. Matty’s dark eyes consumed me. “Go on.”
“I gonna lick and suck and fuck your hole with my tongue.”
“I’m not going to survive this conversation.”
My dick was so hard, it was like solid concrete, and I was ready to twist around and shove my ass in his face.
“Only when your hole is nice and soft for me will I finger you. Ciaran, you’re gonna be a fucking blubbering mess when I hit your prostrate.”
“What are you waiting for?” I pleaded. “I don’t see the problem. Flip me over already.”
Matty kissed my nose. “I’m gonna want to fuck you, that’s why. I want to make every part of you mine, right here and now. I want your first dicking to be the best dicking of your life, but I also don’t want you to feel pressured in the heat of the moment or regret it after the fact. That’s why I’m telling you this. So you can make the decision now, while things are less heated, on whether you want that to happen or not.”
“You really do love me, don’t you?” I didn’t expect to say that, but it burst out of me. This was the breather I needed. I was still hard as hell, but not painfully so.
“Yes.” Matty offered me a shy smile. “I love you, Ciaran. I want to make this experience good for you.”
Was I ready? I certainly wanted my first time to be with Matty and I wasn’t feeling any sort of pressure to go through with anything I didn’t want to. I already knew that Matty would stop the second I asked him to.
So the real question was: Did I want it to be tonight?
And my resounding answer was yes, with a caveat. We needed to be safe.
“I love that you care how I’d feel after the fact,” I said. “I mean, it was hot as fuck when you detailed it for me, step by step. Like phone-sex hot. But,” I said as I looked into his devilishly beautiful eyes, “do you even have lube and condoms here? I didn’t pack anything.”
Matty smiled at me like I was an idiot.
“You’re adorable. Every room in this penthouse has lube and like, a million condoms, Ciaran. In a pinch, I’d could call the front desk. We’re in Las Vegas and the Vaulteneau men are safe sex manwhores.”
“The manwhore and the virgin,” I quipped. “Sounds like a cheesy porno.”
One of his fingertips was making lazy constellations with the freckles on my chest and belly.
“You’re the writer, Ciaran. I’d read it if you wrote it.” His expression turned contemplative. Matty, still lying on me, though some of his weight was on his elbows, was still very erect. His cock was still bosom buddies with mine. I was desperate for him to rock into me. I wanted his heat and friction. “Now that you know we have supplies on hand, what are you thinking?”
“I’d rather keep the title writer instead of virgin.”
His eyebrows lifted in surprise. “Does that mean what I think it means?”
“Yes,” I answered as I rolled us on the bed. I was now on top and straddling his hips. My hands came to rest on either side of his head. “But I want to taste you first.”
59
CIARAN
Did I have a fucking clue as to what I was doing? Nope, not a single one, but I was delighted to explore my way around the landscape of Matty’s delectable sun-kissed body.
My hands and mouth seemed to know how to operate because as I sucked on Matty’s neck, collarbone, and his nipples, he writhed beneath me like he couldn’t get enough.
Matty’s guttural moans let me know I was on the right path while each gasp sent euphoric tendrils racing down my spine.
We fit together so well that it seemed like we were interlocking puzzle pieces who’d finally found each other.
He tasted like rainwater, exotic flowers, sunshine, and some deeper fragrance that made Matty Matty. A heady, dew-covered Pacific wildflower bursting with life and adventure. I tasted all of that, and the promise of more, on the tip of my tongue.
His grip was firm on my hair, pulling and tugging, as I maneuvered down his honed body, a figure molded by a decade of competitive swimming.
“Your mouth feels amazing, Ciaran.” His dark eyes watched my every move as I tongued the valleys of his chiseled abs, paying special attention to the glorious V just above his hipbones.
