Wood bent Trent’s leg’s higher and eased one of the pillows under his hip, propping him in a better position. “Just like that,” Wood soothed. He held one of Trent’s ass cheeks open and began to push down on top of him.
Trent’s eyes popped open the moment Wood’s head breached him. It was thick, and hard, and so wonderfully smooth.
“Oh my god,” Wood panted, his heavy body trembling against him. “Are you okay?”
Trent curled his fingers around the top of the mattress and nodded. He was better than okay. This was… it was not at all as he’d imagined. He groaned as Wood eased in a couple more inches and shallowly rocked his hips to get him used to it. Where’s the pain? He lifted his ass higher.
“Jesus Christ,” Wood hissed as Trent took instead of waiting.
He wouldn’t apologize. He’d waited for Wood a lot longer than he’d been waiting on him. “Are you all the way in?” Trent gasped, getting fuller by the second.
Wood paused, his chest pumping rapidly. “Just half.”
“Oh, fuck you,” Trent huffed.
Wood smiled against the side of his face and nuzzled into his temple. “I’m trying so damn hard to go slow,” Wood confessed.
“I just need you,” Trent said absently, his eyes closed, his mind drifting to a magical place. Wood’s smile fell slowly, and Trent turned into him, kissing him messily. He swallowed the throaty growl Wood released into his mouth that reverberated through his back and into his chest.
“Unnh,” Wood groaned, clutching onto him so tightly Trent no longer feared he’d float away. It felt like forever, but it’d probably only been a couple minutes before Wood’s pelvis was snug against his ass.
Was he stretched full? Yes. But he wasn’t hurting, at least not in a painful way. He released the mattress and reached behind him, grabbing a handful of Wood’s hair. “I’m good. It’s good.”
“Baby,” Wood sighed, gently pushing his groin against him. “I knew you’d be worth waiting for.”
Wood shifted their position so Trent was lying mostly on his side, his leg slung over the pillow and Wood’s body draped across his back. He inched out and slipped back inside him with a long, muffled moan against the side of his neck. Wood’s dick must’ve been curved at the perfect angle to hit his spot because the next several strokes lit a fire in his spine that quickly roared to an inferno.
“Ahh, Wood, right there,” Trent ordered, knowing his body, his mind, his spirit were all barreling toward something great, something huge.
Wood reared back, almost pulling Trent on top of him and stroking deeper inside, his thick cock nudging his prostate. Wood kissed and sucked on his neck, releasing strangled groans against Trent’s ear that made him start to give some of what he was getting. He braced his hand on the mattress and forced his ass into Wood’s pelvis, meeting his thrust. The jolt of ecstasy that rippled through his channel made his toes curl.
“Trent. I wish I could describe how you feel,” Wood said, biting his shoulder. “I’m so close.”
His big hand controlled Trent’s hip while the other roamed over his hard nipples and down his abdomen. Wood wrapped his fingers around his cock, and as Trent hovered over an imaginary cliff ready to free-fall, Wood suddenly stilled inside of him. He clamped his arms around Trent’s lower waist and ground his full length inside his ass, his cock throbbing against that damn spot.
“I’m cuming,” Wood moaned sexily.
Trent’s eyes went wide as Wood’s throaty grunts got louder with each pulse inside of him. He buried his head in the crook of his neck and kept them wrapped together until the spasms slowed and all that was left was the feel of Wood’s rapid heartbeat. He slowly began to loosen his tight bear hug, his hands idly trailing over Trent’s sensitive skin.
“Damn,” Trent whispered. He hadn’t come yet, but he still felt so fucking good. Wood was satisfied.
Chapter Forty-One
Wood
Wood couldn’t get any deeper in Trent than he already was, but it hadn’t stopped him from trying. He knew sleeping with Trent would be mind-blowing, but he still hadn’t been ready. His orgasm brewed for so long, Wood feared he’d lose the control that was quickly slipping with each plunge inside of Trent’s heat. Wood idly pumped his hips against Trent’s smooth ass, staring down at their connection, running his palm over glistening creamy skin. Trent was darker than him, his body naturally tanned from working outdoors and getting fresh air and exercise.
Trent rocked with him, but Wood was too soft to give him what he needed to get off. He slid from behind Trent, laid him flat on his back, and kissed him with every ounce of gratitude he could. No matter what happened to them from then on, the man touching him so caringly would always hold a special place in his heart. Wood had dreamed of this day for so many years it was hard not to get emotional.