Anxiety

I surrendered to the explosion of pleasure he caused in my body, melting into him. My eyes shut tight, Aatos dominated my senses—all I could hear, taste or smell was him.

A minute, or maybe ten, passed by and not even realizing how we got there, I found myself beneath Aatos on the bed.

Clever fingers released me from my pants. I gasped when Aatos wrapped his big hand around my shaft...and squeezed.

“Wait.” I tried to pull away, which was impossible considering the bulk of the male on top of me.

“Shh…easy,” he soothed. “I just want to feel you. As much as I want to, I’m not trying to have sex with you.”

I watched in fascination as Aatos took a moment to release himself from his pants. His cock bobbed free, head glistening with his desire.

Spitting into his hand, Aatos wrapped it around both of our cocks. He stroked down to the base and back up, running his fingers over our heads. My back arched, a deep groan releasing from my chest.

Lips finding mine, again and again, his hand made the