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My mouth moves over his hip. I bite there too, hard enough to leave another mark, then turn him onto his stomach.

Nolan braces himself on his forearms and looks back at me. His ass is round and tight, flexing when I run both palms over it. I’ve grabbed it before, never with him spread open and waiting for my next move. I press my thumbs into the firm muscle, then pull his cheeks apart and look at the part of him he has never offered me.

My cock gets harder.

One fingertip follows the crease between his cheeks. Nolan’s legs shift farther apart without me asking. When I circle the tight muscle, it twitches against my skin.

“You want that?” he asks.

“All of it.”

I bend and put my mouth on him.

Nolan’s elbows slide out. The first sound he makes is shocked and low, muffled against the cover as I lick over him again. His skin tastes faintly of sweat. I hold him open and use the flat of my tongue, wetting him until the tight circle loosens under my mouth.

His hole puckers when I circle it, and I feel every response against my tongue. Nolan tries to lift his hips higher. I flatten one hand across the base of his back and hold him where I want him while I lick faster, then suck until his ass clenches between my hands.

His hips lift when I push the tip of my tongue inside. I follow, slow at first, then harder when he rocks back for more. Every rough breath into the bed feeds the heat under my skin. I drag my tongue over him and feel his back tighten, his ass pressing into my face to take more. When I pull away, he follows my mouth. I make him wait one breath before licking into him again.

“Ben.” My name breaks in the middle when I suck at the rim and push my tongue in again.

The sounds he’s making tell me I could keep him here until he comes against the mattress. My cock aches against the edge of the bed, and I lift my head.

The drawer beside the bed opens. Nolan reaches into it blindly and comes out with the bottle of lube and a strip of condoms. He tears one off and drops it beside my knee.

Then he looks back at me and doesn’t look away. My cock jerks against the mattress as I pick up the lube.

Nolan settles onto his forearms again while I slick one finger. I rub over his hole, feeling it tighten before I ease the tip inside. His breath leaves him in a long pull, and I keep the pressure steady until his body gives.

Heat closes around my finger. I work it deeper a little at a time, watching the tension leave the muscles in his back. When I reach the knuckle, Nolan pushes back and takes the rest.

“More,” he says into the bed.

I draw out slowly, add lube, and press in with two. The stretch makes his fingers dig into the cover. I stop there, moving only when his grip eases and his hips come back toward my hand.

He takes my fingers farther with every pass. I spread them carefully, working him open while my other hand moves over his ass and down the back of his thigh. His cock rubs the bed each time he pushes back.

“Up,” Nolan says, breathless.

I change the angle and curl my fingers.

His hips jerk off the bed. A wet spot darkens the white cover under his cock, and the sound he makes goes through me like a hit.

I press there again.

“Fuck. Yeah.” Nolan’s head drops between his arms. “Right there.”

The next slow stroke pulls a moan out of him. I learn the angle and use it until his thighs start shaking, then ease off and reach for more lube.

I work a third finger in beside the others. Nolan reaches back and catches my wrist when the stretch hits, so I stop with only the tips inside him. His grip stays there while he breathes. When the tension leaves his thighs, he pushes my wrist toward him.

The rest goes in slowly. I rub my free hand over his hip while I open my fingers inside him, keeping every movement shallow until he starts fucking himself back onto them. His hold on my wrist loosens. I go deeper, scissoring until the tight muscle gives around my knuckles and he is making those low sounds into the bed again.

Then I slide my fingers free.

Nolan makes an angry sound and turns onto his back. “Why did you stop?”

“I want my cock in you.”