I'll be gentle, promise. [18+]

Zeno

When Nero snatches the bottle of lube from me and shakes his head, my eyes nearly pop out. Does he have no idea I must get prepared if I don't want to be injured during such a simple act as sex?

I want this man, I really do, but if he assumes he can go in raw and the only lubricant he needs is his saliva, he has another thing coming for him.

I get it, Nero has mainly slept with women, and far too many straight or bisexual guys don't waste time doing research once they decide to sleep with another man, but even that isn't an excuse to hurt the other person.

However, once Nero speaks up, I think I might have a stroke. "I'll do it. I want all in, baby."

Did he just say what I think he did?

I watch my husband pop open the lube bottle and squeeze a generous amount of it on his fingers, covering them completely. He places the bottle on the bed, close enough to stay within his reach and grins at me. "Baby, I need you to spread your legs and lift them," Nero instructs me.

Now, I'm