Love At First Hate (Love At Firsts Book 2)(44)



“Mmhmm. Just getting horny,” I whisper back, grinding into him.

“Should we try and fix that?” he says in a sensual voice, caressing down my stomach.

“Don’t start something you’re not willing to finish.”

“Who said I wouldn’t?” He chuckles in my ear.

“Go for it then.” I tilt my head back, and he captures my lips in a passionate kiss. Alternating between nipping at my lips and sucking on them. The man knows how to kiss.

He slips his hand below the elastic band of my boxers and grabs my cock. He rubs his thumb over the tip, making the piercing roll and sending a delicious shiver down my spine. I grind into his hand as he wraps it around my hard cock.

I’ve been in a constant horny state since last night that I feel like I’m going to burst in two seconds.

“Everybody seems to be asleep. How about you go to the bathroom, and I’ll join you in two minutes?” Nate whispers in my ear, and I gasp as he squeezes my cock harder than I expected. I could come on the spot.

“Are you serious?” I look at him, not sure what he has in mind.”

“Yes, make sure you have a condom.” He sucks on my ear lobe and lets go of my cock.

“Fuck me,” I groan.

“No, you’re going to f*ck me.” He kisses me hard and motions for me to get up. I’m speechless. I thought I’d be the one to ask for this, not him. I’m not complaining, though. I grab my wallet and make my way to the bathroom, relieved that everybody in first class is asleep. I slip into the bathroom and lock it, impatiently waiting for Nate’s knock on the door.

I splash some water on my face, trying to gather my thoughts. I have to remember that it’s his first time and despite us doing it all backward, I want this to be memorable for him and last more than two minutes. I want to blow his mind and his cock.

I’m brought out of my thoughts by a soft knock on the door. I unlock it and crank it open only to see Nate. I let him in, and he locks the door behind him.

His tongue invades my mouth, and his hands caress down my body, bringing mine close to his. I can feel his hard cock through his jeans, rubbing against my own. The little friction our grinding is bringing is soon getting too much.

“If you don’t stop the teasing, I’m going to come straightaway.” I chuckle out of breath.

“I want you.”

“I want you too, Nate.” I kiss his lips softly.

“Then what are you waiting for?” He undoes my pants and pushes them down, along with my boxers. He grabs my wallet and takes the condom out.

“Are you sure?” I ask one last time before we get to the point of no return.

“More than ever.” He opens the condom package and takes it out before rolling it down my hard cock. The feeling of his hands on me and the promise of what’s to come makes my dick twitch in his hand.

I help him up once the condom his on, and I make him face the mirror. There’s something about seeing yourself and the other as you’re having sex. I love seeing my partner’s face when I bring them over the edge.

I undo his pants and lower them along with his boxers. His ass is a f*cking piece of art. Perfectly toned and he has a dimple on each cheek.

“Fuck me,” I groan and spit in my hand. I don’t want to f*ck him dry and hurt him or put him off ever having sex with me.

I slowly tease his ass, rubbing my spit around his tight hole. He lets out a long moan and pushes back against my hand. Fuck, the fact that he really wants this is making me harder if that is possible.

I tease him with the tip of my index finger, and he doesn’t seem to be against the intrusion.

“How does this feel?” I whisper in his ear, nipping at the lobe.

“Fucking amazing, I want to feel you, Matt.” He looks into my eyes through the mirror, and I nod. Who am I to refuse him that?

I slowly tease him with another finger, just to get him ready.

“If you don’t start f*cking me now I swe-” I don’t even want to hear what he has to say. I remove my fingers and place the tip of my cock against his tight hole. I slowly press it harder so it goes in.

He flinches a bit. I’m not small by any means so I guess it’d be quite uncomfortable for a first time.

“Spread your legs for me, babe.” He complies, and I tilt his hips back toward me and press myself deeper in him. I reach forward and stroke his dick, hoping to make him forget about the temporary pain.

His breathing is growing heavier, and so is mine. His tightness is making it better, so I don’t come straight this second, but I know I won’t last very long. I blame it on the fact that I’ve been constantly horny for the past twenty-four hours. I’m usually able to last a lot longer than two minutes.

Once the tip of my cock is inside, it’s like his ass swallows my dick. It went in all the way, and we’re both panting, looking at each other in the mirror, connected, making one. It’s never felt this good before. I rest my forehead against his shoulder, giving myself a minute to collect myself and giving him some time to adjust to my size.

“Are you alright?” Nate asks me.

“Never been better.” I look up at him and smile. I’ve never felt better, something shifted inside of me. Something good.





Fuck me sideways.

Who knew that having the right person f*ck you would feel so f*cking amazing?

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