Starting From the Top (Starting from 5)

I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. I could feel his breath on my lips when he rested his forehead on mine and hovered in that perfect moment where both of us were at maximum levels of need. He met my gaze as he lined his sheathed cock at my hole and slowly pushed his way inside.

“Mmm. Oh, fuck.” I gasped, squeezing my eyes shut.

“Shh. Open your eyes. That’s it. You feel amazing,” he sighed.

“You do too, but…you’re big.”

Sean snickered. “I think that’s a compliment.”

“Yeah, just…go slow.”

“Okay.” He swept his tongue alongside mine as he pulled almost all the way out.

I lifted my legs higher and dug my nails into his ass cheeks. “Not that slow.”

“Bossy bottom,” he quipped with a laugh, capturing my mouth.

He moved languidly at first, taking care to let me adjust before setting a moderate pace. I arched to meet him thrust for thrust, loving the weight of him and the sweet friction on my dick between our tightly pressed bodies. I could have happily done just that all night long, but when he rolled his hips and found my prostate, I needed more.

I pushed his chest. “Stop. Let me get on top.”

Sean went still for a moment, then wrapped his arms around my waist and flipped us over to switch positions. “Show me what you got,” he drawled, eyes twinkling with humor.

I grinned, rocking back and forth experimentally with my hands on his stomach. My rigid pole bounced, leaving a trail of precum. I hooked my feet under his knees for purchase, curled my fingers around my cock, and let it fly…jerking myself as I rode him to oblivion.

I was close and I didn’t want to be. I wanted this to last. I tried to slow down, but Sean didn’t like that. He held my hips steady and fucked me from below in short, dirty strokes.

“No, I’m—I’m gonna come,” I groaned, gritting my teeth as though it might stave off an orgasm.

“Do it. Come on, baby. Do it now.”

So I did.

Cum shot over my fist and covered his chest. I shook as pleasure hit me in waves, pulling me under till I saw stars. Sean tugged my hair, beckoning me close, and pushing us on our sides. He lifted my leg for better access and pounded my ass, bucking wildly like he was trying to outrun his release.

He roared when it caught up to him a few seconds later. I held on tight as he drove into me, gasping for air, then going completely still.

“Are you alive?” I whispered.

“Is that an old-guy joke?” he countered, nipping my jaw.

“I wouldn’t dare.” I chuckled, carefully disengaging myself to sit up.

“Smart man. Where’s your bathroom?”

I pointed at the small hallway next to the walk-in closet, smiling when Sean leaned over to kiss my cheek. I surveyed the mess of sheets on the bed and rescued the duvet before it cascaded onto the floor. Then I braved a glance at my lover’s ass as he headed for the bathroom.

Sean returned with a washcloth and moved to my side, batting away my hand when I tried to take it from him. “Let me help you clean up.”

“I can do it myself,” I argued, flopping back on the pillow.

“Humor me.” He swiped at the mess of sweat and cum on my chest. “Tell me what you’re thinking?”

“I was thinking you have a nice ass.”

“Gee, thanks.” He dropped the cloth on the floor and lay beside me again. “Just tell me you don’t have any regrets.”

I frowned in confusion. “No, none at all. I wanted this. And it was…really fucking amazing.”

“Good. I agree,” he said softly.

“Is this where we vow it was a one-time thing and that we’ll never do it again?”

“I hope not.”

“Cool.” I beamed. “ ’Cause at the very least, we should try a couple of other positions. And I’m all about location sex.”

Sean barked a laugh. “Location sex?”

“Yeah, you know…house, car, hotel, motel, sleazy bar bathroom stalls. We can make our way through each category systematically. We’ve technically hit the bedroom section in the house, but we can move on to the kitchen, bathroom, living room, backyard, etcetera.”

“Backyard? I don’t think so,” he huffed.

“You’re right. I might need to plant a few more trees out there for coverage.” I twirled my finger around his left nipple in a lazy circle.

He caught my wrist and kissed my knuckles. “Let’s stick to private places.”

I nodded, then sucked in a breath and blurted, “I have to tell Tegan.”

“Okay…”

“Hey, even if nothing more happens between us, I have to be honest with him. He’s one of my best friends, and I see him every damn day. I don’t want to—”

“I understand.”

“Okay. Cool.”

Sean pushed a lock of hair from my forehead and caressed my cheek. “Tegan won’t care, but I agree. I can’t offer the same degree of honesty, though.”