“Going to fuck you raw,” he says through a strangled exhale. “Really make you mine.” For the night, I want to say, but I keep that thought to myself. “How do you want me?” I ask. I run my thumb over the head of his cock, and I rub the pre-cum I find there down his length. He lurches forward and nearly falls on top of me, but catches himself at the last second. “What makes you feel the best? You made me feel so good, Shawn. I want to make you feel good, too.” “Anything with you is going to feel like heaven.” He taps my knee and lifts his chin. “Move up to the headboard.”
