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and his stomach flip. A moment later, Saint’s breath huffed in Finn’s ear as a hand pressed against his chest and locked Finn’s body against Saint’s. The blunt head of Saint’s cock rubbed along the cleft of Finn’s ass and he heard Saint spit. Finn cringed and considered asking Saint to wait while he ran upstairs for the lube he could clearly picture in the bedside table but decided not to ruin the mood. Or give Saint a chance to change his mind.
    “It’s been so long, Finn,” Saint rumbled and goosebumps spilled down Finn’s neck and arms. “I won’t be gentle and I don’t think I’ll be able to stop once I start,” he warned. “If you don’t want this, you better tell me now,” Saint said and more heat burst within Finn. Christ, he’s going to fuck your brains out and he’s going to do it dry, Finn realized and his sack pulled tight as his nerves ignited.
    “I want it,” Finn whispered as he braced himself. He wasn’t certain, but Finn was sure he felt and heard Saint sigh in relief.
    Saint’s hand locked around Finn’s hip and the head of his cock slipped between Finn’s cheeks and pressed against his puckered entrance. Finn clenched his jaw and tried to relax and push back as the head slid past the tight ring of his ass. There was overwhelming pressure and stinging as his muscles clenched around Saint. Saint’s lips found Finn’s ear and his breath was hot thunder as he made a soft soothing sound.
    “Relax and let me in, Finn,” Saint begged. “You have no idea how bad I need this,” he whispered raggedly. Finn nodded as he exhaled slowly and the muscles that gripped Saint mercilessly relaxed. Saint grunted softly and his head fell forward until his forehead was resting on Finn’s shoulder. “Oh, God. That’s it,” his voice shook as he slowly pressed deeper.
    Bright, burning pain and pressure flooded Finn’s passage and rolled through his groin as Saint slowly filled him. He whimpered and Saint made a soft shushing sound as he pressed forward. Finn forced the air in and out of his nose steadily and held tight to the banister above his head. Saint’s groin pressed against Finn’s thighs and a weak moan rattled in Saint’s throat as his lips glided across Finn’s shoulder tenderly as he waited for Finn to relax. Finn kept breathing and let the gentle scratching of Saint’s beard against his skin distract him until it didn’t require as much concentration to keep from hyperventilating. Once the burning backed off, Finn nodded and Saint gasped as he slowly withdrew. Caught between the relaxing of his body as his passage closed behind Saint’s shaft, the receding pain, the intense friction and the faint swirl of pleasure blooming in his ass and groin, Finn held very still. Saint paused when the head was just inside the ring of Finn’s ass.
    “Jesus, I hope I don’t hurt you,” Saint murmured and Finn nodded in agreement.
    “I appreciate that,” he said then swore loudly as Saint rolled his hips and filled Finn in one swift stroke.
    Saint ground hard and Finn’s feet came off the floor as pain and pleasure flared causing Finn to shriek. Saint pulled back and Finn would have melted against him if Saint hadn’t slammed back into him immediately. Finn clenched his jaw to keep from crying out as hot friction rushed through his passage. It was a bright, raw ache but it mingled with the electric tingling in his ass and the heavy pleasure Finn felt as Saint’s cock pressed against everything inside of Finn. Fuck, he has to be huge, Finn thought as his neck went limp and his head swung forward and bounced loosely as he took Saint’s pounding thrusts. I’ve never felt this full and no one’s ever been this deep, Finn bit his lip as a shiver rushed down his spine. Just as the dry heat was getting too intense, Saint paused, the head of his cock resting inside Finn’s ass, and spit again. When Saint slid forward, the heat was slick and Finn gasped as Saint changed the angle of