Page 45 of A Shared Mind

Oh, that was absolutely perfect. Without waiting, I settled myself at the top of the bedding and pulled my knees up to my chest to fully expose myself to him. It was a little embarrassing at first, but when Justin licked his lips, my cock throbbed.

Justin scooted closer and lifted my ass to rest on his thighs to get a better angle. He gazed into my eyes. “You okay? Do, I just push in?”

There was my vulnerable guy again. Building his confidence would take some time, but that didn’t matter to me. I wanted him anyway he’d let me have him.

“It’s been a while for me. You’ve done all the right things, so don’t I know you’ll be fine.”

“Okay, I’ll go slow, sweetheart. Thank you for giving yourself to me.”

God, I nearly teared up. Never in my life had a met a guy as sweet as Justin Watkins.

“I told you I’m yours.” I meant it with every fiber of my being.

As soon as Justin gently breached my hole, he paused. Our eyes met, and he sucked in a deep breath. “Oh, damn.”

I chuckled, which brought a gasp from him.

“Oh, god, I’m gonna—” His eyes were huge.

“It’s okay. Shove in, darlin’. You won’t hurt me, I swear.”

If he was only going to last for a minute, that was okay. It was an overwhelming feeling as I remembered, but I didn’t want him to freak out. That would hurt a guy’s ego.

He did as I said, closing his eyes as he rested his head against my shoulder. I gently stroked his back and whispered, “It’s your first time and it’s overwhelming. You’re young. You’ll be ready to go again in a few minutes.”

He lifted up and opened his eyes. “I didn’t come. I’m just calming down. I don’t want it over with so quickly.” He kissed my lips, nose, and forehead. “Can I move now?”

“Fuck yeah.”

Oh, hell, and did he. The kid had rhythm like a trained dancer. He put my calves over his shoulders and pounded me as though he’d done it a million times. My guy was thorough, and he grunted and groaned as the sound of his balls smacking my ass echoed in the bedroom.

The indecent sounds coming from me made me blush, but damn, the man was a natural when it came to fucking. His instincts were good. When he pegged my prostate, I reached for my dick before he slapped my hand away.

When my eyes flashed up to his, he smirked. “I’ve got you, sweetheart.” He held my cock in his hand as he continued to fuck me, and then he began stroking me in time with his pumping.

“Fuck, I’m gonna come, darlin’.”

“Good,” he gasped as he slowed his hips. He kept stroking me until I spilled on his fist and my stomach. He stiffened as his mouth opened in a silent scream. His cock pulsed in my ass as he found his release.

The smile on his face was absolutely stunning, just like a rainbow after a wicked storm.

Chapter Twenty-One

Justin

My mind was racing as I flopped onto Clay’s body. His hands gently caressed my back as I caught my breath. He kissed my neck, shoulder, and temple on the right side before I raised my head to gaze at him.

“Sorry. Let me get something to clean you up. I’ll be right back, sweetheart.” I slid from him and pushed myself up as he smiled at me with love in his eyes. How lucky was I?

After wetting a washcloth and grabbing a dry towel, I returned to the bed, climbing up to wipe him down. I even made him lift his legs so I could clean my cum from his ass, and he laughed. “Like taking care of a baby?”

“My baby,” I joked before I gave him a quick kiss. I hopped out of bed and went back to the bathroom to clean myself up. I let the water out of the tub from our quick soak and hung the towels over the side of the tub to dry.

I walked back into the bedroom and smiled, seeing him yawn. “You want some water or anything?”

Clay slapped the mattress next to him. “You. Here. Now.”

I flipped off the bathroom light and climbed into bed next to him. I coaxed his head onto my chest as he pulled up the top sheet and relaxed into me. “I love you, Justin.”