I stopped just outside my unit and faced him. His gaze ran from my groin, slowly up.

Yes. Heck yes, we were going to have sex.

My dick jerked.

“Keys?” Lan asked.

Only I didn’t respond because I was looking at Lan’s erection behind his jeans. My eyes flared. He was big and long if the bulge was any indication. When he stepped closer, I lifted my stare to his. It was then I sort of embarrassed myself and started panting because his hand was in my jeans pocket searching for my keys. The tips of his fingers brushed against the end of my dick. It jerked in response.

“Need to get you inside so I can take care of that for you.”

Bloody shit.

“Yes please,” I blurted.

He chuckled and pulled my keys free. Since I didn’t move, he gently shifted me to the side and unlocked the front door. Lan pushed the door wide and stepped back. His brows rose at me, and since I was eager to get things rolling, despite my jumble of nerves causing my hands to shake, I quickly walked inside. I wasn’t a very good host either because I didn’t wait for him inside the door. No, I made my way down the hall, passing the bedroom, bathroom, and moving into the living room, then the kitchen. There I dropped my books to the table and cursed myself when I glanced behind me to see Lan slowly coming into the room. I’d left him to shut and hopefully lock the front door. I didn’t even show him around or tell him where I was going. However, the unit wasn’t big enough he would get lost, and he probably heard my frantic long strides down the hall.

Turning, I tucked my trembling hands behind my back. “Hi.”

Lan’s soft smile widened as he paused in front of me. “Hey.”

“Uh, you can probably tell I’m kind of nervous, but it’s because you’re you and I’m me, and never in my life would I have thought you could be in my house and wanting to—” I coughed. I couldn’t say have sex; I’d probably choke over the word in embarrassment. My face was already heated.

He got closer, his hands landing on my hips. “You’ve done this before, yeah?”

What did he mean?

Have sex?

One-night stands?

“Yes?” God, even I could tell I sounded unsure.

He chuckled. “I know you’re young. Probably way too young for me, but tell me you’ve been with a guy before.”

I nodded. “Once.”

He groaned, laying his forehead against mine. “I’ll try to take it slow, but….” I lost one hand from my hip because he’d grabbed mine from around my back and led it to the front where he pressed it against his erection.

Dear God, thank you, thank you, thank you.

“I’m so fuckin’ hard for you right now.”

“I’m easy.” I blanched. “I mean, I’m not easy, but I’m good with any way you want to go. Fast, slow, medium.” Shut up, Easton.

Lan grinned and rubbed my hand up and down his length. “Good to know.” With his other hand, he brought it up to cup the back of my neck. “You gonna kiss me then?”

My hand squeezed over him with his question. “Yes,” I whispered, and finally relaxed enough to bring my other arm around to slide it against his waist. I lifted up to my toes and softly touched my mouth to his.

Shit, it felt so nice it warmed me all over.

Another touch of his mouth with mine was all I got before he took over and used my hand on his dick to drag me closer so our bodies aligned. Then he kissed me.

Lan Davis kissed me.

He slanted his mouth over mine with a grunt and teased my lips apart with his tongue. I wrapped my arms around his back and gripped his tee. Only they didn’t stay there long because Lan was tugging my jacket from my shoulders, and while our mouths tasted each other, I straightened my arms to let the jacket fall to the floor.

What was happening was nothing like my first time. It was slow, sensual, and… more. The first time had been hot, clumsy, and straight to the point. I ran my hands up under Lan’s tee, over his smooth, warm flesh while Lan traced fingers up and down my arms, causing me to shiver.

Lan pulled back and blinked down at me. “Fuck, you can kiss.”

I bit my bottom lip to stop myself from smiling big. His comment gave me courage, and I felt unsteady from it in my stomach. In a nice way.

“So can you.”

“Wanna taste more of you. Where’s your room?” he asked, stepping back and taking my hand in his.

Without saying anything because I would probably bugger the moment up, I led him back down the hall and opened my bedroom door. Dropping his hand, I walked in and quickly looked around to see if I needed to tidy or hide anything. “So, this is it. Small, but enough for me, and the, uh, bathroom is opposite here.”

“Easton,” Lan called.

Stopping near my bed, I turned. “Yeah?”

“You okay with me being here?”

“Yes!” I shouted. “Um, yes,” I said more calmly.

His smile was sweet, but it was his eyes that grew darker. “Good. Now I need to know if you’re okay I want inside of you?”

My knees wobbled as my body tingled and I nodded.

He smirked and leaned against the doorframe. “Get undressed for me.”

Heaven.

I was in damn heaven, enjoying the way he was ordering me around and how he’d spoken roughly with lust riding his voice.

Of course my nerves got the better of me, so even though my hands started to shake again, I lifted my tee up and off, throwing it to the floor. Next, I kicked off my shoes and got rid of my socks. Then I undid my jeans, which took me a couple of tries, and slipped them down my legs along with my boxers. When I straightened, I blushed. I felt exposed, especially with how hard I already was, but the way Lan’s gaze ran over me relaxed me.

“Goddamn, you’re gorgeous,” he growled. Lan straightened and came at me. His lips landed on my shoulder first, where he licked and sucked. Then his hands moved to my waist before running around to my back and then arse where he squeezed. I let out a breath, dropping my head back, eyes to the ceiling, enjoying the feel of his rough hands on me.

I grabbed the edges of his tee and tugged it up. His arms went into the air for me to pull it over his head. Sweet Jesus, he was built and beautiful.

His hands came between us where he undid his own belt and jeans, then pushed them down his legs. When he’d kicked off his shoes, I didn’t know, but I was glad he had because his jeans were easier to slip all the way off. He stood before me naked.

My dick leaked pre-cum. I licked my lips, my ears ringing in excitement from the thought of tasting his wet tip.

I sat back on the bed, took hold of the backs of his thighs and tugged him closer to me. At first lick, he groaned. When I sucked him all the way in, swirling my tongue along the way, his groan was louder and longer.

“Fuck. You look good suckin’ me.” His voice was harsh, desire filled. Slowly I glided my mouth back up to the tip and licked over and around it. He chuckled. “Not shy now.”

No, I wasn’t. Not when I wanted him so badly. Glancing up, I smiled around him but stopped when he pushed his cock back into my mouth, near to the point I was gagging. He quickly pulled back. Slipping all the way out, he bent so his face was in front of mine. Then he kissed me once more.

With his strong body, he forced me backwards. I moved into the middle of the bed still with Lan over me, kissing me. He spread my legs with his hands, and his form moved between them before he settled his weight down. I curled my arms around him, one over his shoulders, the other to his butt where I pressed down and was rewarded with Lan rubbing his hardness over my own.

“Christ, I haven’t done this for a goddamn long time,” Lan confessed.

“Had sex?”

He shook his head, still grinding against me, his jaw clenched. “Been with a guy.”

My chest puffed out, glad he’d picked me.

He leaned in, licked my earlobe and bit it. “Need to fuck you.”

“Yes.”

“Gonna get you ready for me.”

“Please.” I nodded. “Lube, drawer.”

I lost his heat for a moment and heard the drawer being pulled open. Only he did it so fast there was a crash next when it hit the floor.

“Shit,” he cursed and went after the lube on the floor. I couldn’t help but laugh. He was just as eager as I was, and I liked that a lot.

Lan grumbled about something as he climbed back onto the bed and between my legs. There he paused and ran his gaze over me. “Love your darker skin.”

“I like yours better.”

He shook his head, then kissed my stomach, which quivered from his touch. “Like that also.”

“What?”

“Your body’s reaction to me. Noticed you’ve been hard most of the night.”

“You’re hot.”

He looked up at me as he nudged the top of my dick with his chin. “Glad you think so or I wouldn’t be here.” He winked. His warm, hot, and wet mouth then slid over and down my dick. I fisted the sheets in both hands and moaned.

Too long.

It had been way too long since I’d felt this. The pleasure, the thrill and touch of another man.

Lan used his hand to spread me wider for him, and I was more than happy to comply. He ran his lips up and down the top of my dick, then licked the tip before repeating it again and again. His cold fingers touching my ring caused my body to jolt. He kissed my pelvis and gently rubbed two slick-with-lube fingers over my hole.

Finally, as he sucked me into his mouth again, he pressed in with one and gently eased in further, stopping when I resisted the movement. As soon as I relaxed at the invasion, he moved his finger deeper and deeper still, until…. “God, yes,” I cried when he touched my prostate.

I rocked down on his finger, loving the feeling, even when another joined the first. I tightened my hold on the sheets, losing my mind in pleasure. “N-need more. Need you,” I panted. It had been so long since my first time, my climax was already close, but I didn’t want to finish without him inside of me.

His fingers slipped free and his weight lifted from the bed. Then I heard the rustling of a packet. At least he’d remembered a condom. He was back on the bed kissing up my body.

“Last chance to back out,” he offered.

I rolled my eyes. “No way.”

He smiled. “Good. Wasn’t sure I could have let you. Wrap your legs around me, East.” I did. “You ready for me?”

“Very much so.”

He bent and kissed me. His arm moved between us, and I knew his hand would be wrapped around his cock when the tip touched my ring. He pushed, and I sucked in a jagged breath. He was big. “Fuck, East.” He groaned when he slipped in more. “So damn tight.”

With a deep breath, I relaxed and pushed down on him more, gripping his shoulders. “More,” I panted.

He thrust hard. I cried out from the moment of pain before it turned quickly to pleasure as his cock rubbed against my prostate.

“You okay?” he asked, stilling his body all the way in.

I nodded.

He leaned in and touched his lips to mine. Against them, he ordered, “Want words, East. You okay?”

“Yes.” I nodded again. He slowly pulled out and then slipped back in, hitting the right spot. “You feel good.”

Lan dropped to his elbow over me and kissed me hot and hard. I ran my hands up and down his sides while one of his drifted under my arse and gripped. His thrusts quickened, and each time he entered, a shot of rapture burst within me.

“Lan,” I whimpered against his lips, my balls drawing up. “Lan,” I whispered, opening my eyes to see him watching me. “I-I’m going to come.”

He grunted. “Close, wait for me.”

“Lan.”

“Wait,” he clipped.

“Babe—Oh God,” I cried as cum shot out of my tip landing on my stomach.

“Fuck, you get tighter. Fuck. Yes, shit.” He pushed to his hands over me, drilling into me harder. His eyes lowered, focusing between us as he watched himself fuck me. “Coming,” he yelled, before his length thickened, and warmth spread within me. He kept thrusting, only to slow after four more hard ones. He smiled lazily down at me. “I could get used to this.”

With my hand at the back of his neck, I pulled his body down to cover mine. I kissed him, then thumbed his lips. “So could I,” I answered, ignoring the worry threatening to fill me. It would be easy to fall for a man like Lan Davis.