HIS SECRET DESIRE (MxM)
Please.
I added a third finger, stretching him carefully, scissoring slow until he was trembling and begging under his breath. When he was ready—loose and slick and desperate—I pulled my fingers out and coated my cock, lining up at his entrance.
Look at me, I said.
His eyes found mine, wide and dark and full of everything we hadn't said yet.
I love you, I told him quietly. And I'm never letting you go again.
Then I pushed in slow, inch by inch, feeling him open around me, hot and perfect and home. We both groaned when I bottomed out, hips flush, and for a long second we just stayed like that, breathing together, foreheads pressed.