Page 43 of Healing the Twin

“More than good. I love being rimmed.”

“I haven’t done it in forever.” He looked almost surprised.

“Then I’m even more honored. It felt amazing.”

“Will you top me this time?”

His gaze held something vulnerable, a longing that tugged at my heartstrings. “It would be my pleasure.”

“It’s been a while, so…”

I brushed a strand of silver-streaked hair from his forehead. “I’ll go slow.”

His trust in me touched me. This meant something to him, or he wouldn’t have asked me.

I reached over to my bedside table and retrieved a bottle of lube and a condom. After tearing open the packet and rolling the latex over my erection, I applied a generous amount of lube to my fingers. As I circled Tomás’s entrance with my slick fingers, he let out a low moan. With the utmost care, I slid a single finger into him, his muscles clenching around it.

“Relax,” I murmured, massaging his inner thigh with my free hand. “I’ve got you.”

Tomás’s breath hitched as I added a second finger, pushing until they were inside. He gripped my arm, his knuckles white as he adjusted to the stretch, but his eyes never left mine. Trusting me. How long had it been? I wouldn’t ask, but I did wonder. Everyone who bottomed regularly shouldn’t have issues with this, so for him to be this tight, it had to have been a long time.

“Feels…good.” Tomás breathed out, his face flushed as he relaxed.

Emboldened by his words, I continued to stretch him, adding a third finger when I felt he was ready. His moans grew louder, spurring me on until I was confident he could take me.

“Ready?” I placed a gentle kiss on his lips.

“More than.” Tomás pulled me closer as if to say he was done waiting.

I positioned myself at his entrance, took a deep breath, and began my careful push inside. The tight heat of him surrounded me, and I fought to maintain control as we both adjusted to the sensation.

Tomás gasped, digging his fingers into my shoulders. “Feels amazing.”

“Yeah?”

“I needed this. Needed to feel you. Feel something.”

Alarm bells were going off, but I pushed them aside. Now wasn’t the time for psychological questions and evaluations. If I’d had even a shred of doubt about his intentions and consent, I would’ve stopped, but I didn’t.

I took it slow, moving steadily until I was fully sheathed within him, and paused. I closed my eyes, pushing myself up on my elbows and focusing on the physical connection. It had been years since I’d been inside another man, and the last time had been with my husband. I hadn’t realized how much I had missed it, but damned if I was gonna have another emotional breakdown.

“Fir?”

The hesitation in Tomás’s voice told me I wasn’t the only one concerned about me bursting into tears again, so I shoved my feelings down and focused on Tomás, opening my eyes again. “You feel amazing. So, so good.”

His eyes lit up. “Ditto.”

I began to move, pulling back and thrusting forward in a steady rhythm. It took a few tries to perfect the angle and get our coordination synched, but then we moved as one, fluidly and gracefully.

“Harder.” Tomás met my eyes with a fierce intensity. “Don’t hold back.”

He could take it, that much I was certain of, so I gave in to his request. It wasn’t like I hadn’t wanted to increase my pace, and I sank into him with a grace I hadn’t even known I possessed. Like he brought out the very best in me.

And I in him because he surrendered to me completely. I’d never seen Tomás like this. Gone was the elegant model, and in its place was a passionate man, one who had abandoned himself to the pleasure of being fucked. He threw his head back and closed his eyes, his face a picture of pure bliss—a state I knew all too well.

His hands were on my hips, pulling me forward, encouraging me to take him. And take I did. Again and again until the pleasure became almost too much to bear. The room filled with the sounds of our passion—the slap of skin against skin, the mingling of our moans and gasps, and the whispered encouragements that only served to fuel our fire. He’d switched to Portuguese again, and while I had no idea what he was saying, I could understand the gist of it.

Don’t stop. Keep going. Feels so good.