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"You'll be even more sensitive, pup."
    I'll just take his word for it.
    Once he deems me ready for him, he coats his cock in lube before putting the bottle to the side. Then he stuns me by engulfing my dick in his mouth. We both groan, although I always come off as so fucking greedy and desperate. I spit out a curse and place a hand on his head, though there's nothing to weave through or grasp. His dark hair can't be more than half an inch long, soft and thick. Digging my head back into the pillow, my face scrunches together as he sucks me strong as hell and massages my balls. Shudders rip through me like shattering currents, and the surprise of his actions lingers for a long time.
    "Christ," I hiss.
    My eyes are glued to him, and the only thing I can think is that he's still all man. Just because he's going down on another man, he's not any less masculine. There's always an air of authority around Mark, and he can play me like a fucking fiddle.
    Releasing me slowly, he continues to kiss his way up my body, only pausing to get my nipples hard and tight. By now, only after a couple weeks, he knows a lot about me—what I want, how I function, what turns me on.
    "Who does your body belong to, Brayden?" he whispers and applies lubrication to my dick. "Tell me."
    "You," I grit out, pushing back. He holds me tightly, making it impossible for me to move, but that doesn’t mean I stop trying. "You, Mark. Fuck, just—" Fuck me! I let out a panted breath and remind myself once more about that fucking word: patience. Damn . It's not easy. "And it's more than my body. Same goes for Lina," I mumble without thinking.
    As he kisses my neck, I tilt my head to give him access and notice goose bumps rising across his left arm, and he falters.
    "I'm sorry." I tense up, feeling like an idiot now. I should've kept my mouth shut! "I-I didn’t mean to say anything. We can't help it—"
    "Shhh." Mark grabs my jaw and covers my mouth with his. "Shh, baby." Lifting his head a few inches, he looks down at me with a gentle, yet serious expression. "Your feelings aren’t the only ones that have changed." He dips down again and scrapes his teeth along my bottom lip. "I'm not going anywhere, all right?" I nod slightly, attempting to relax. "Just 'cause you two belong to me doesn’t mean I don’t belong to you, as well."
    I exhale, finding comfort in those words. "Okay." I nod some more and reach up to kiss him. "Okay."
    He responds by deepening the kiss, echoing a quiet "Okay," and pressing his body more fully against mine. I can feel every hard inch of him, and it sets us back on track. We focus on each other; mainly, we focus on right now .
    With a low groan, Mark begins to push into me, and the second the head of his cock passes my tight ring of muscle, we both begin to let out labored breaths through clenched teeth. He never ceases to kiss me or touch me. His callused hands knead my thighs, encouraging me to lock my feet around him. I do, and with a buck of my hips, I force him deeper inside me. All the way.
    "Oh, fuck," I breathe out, my eyes growing large. " Mark ."
    "Jesus," he mutters breathle ssly. "You gotta calm down. I'm a little bigger than the toys I've fucked you with in the past."
    You're telling me this now ?
    I clamp my mouth shut, wanting to scream. Again, I feel stupid. I've been up close with Mark's cock several times; I should know he's not a fucking piece of plastic or silicone. And I do remember how sore Lina was after our first weekend. While we're pretty similar in length, Mark and I, he's thicker.
    It doesn’t t ake that long for the pain to ebb, though. The way he touches me and whispers obscene words in my ear heats me up like nothing else. He takes control, not that he ever lost it, and slowly starts to move, all while keeping up his other ways to satisfy me. He's a kisser, I already know, but today is the first time I get to experience it, and now I understand why Lina often gives out dreamy sighs after kissing Mark.