“You’re all mine at last.”
Rafe felt the insistent nudge of Grant’s cock at his entrance and relaxed his muscles. In a moment the thick shaft had penetrated him. It filled him, pushing deep until stopped by the knot. Rafe could still feel mounting pressure as it sought entry. Grant kneaded Rafe’s ass cheeks, coaxing the muscles to go limp and open farther. Rafe obliged and felt the knot—hard and round—slip inside him. He squirmed, exploring the size and shape—it felt so strange, yet so intriguing.
Grant let out a long sigh of satisfaction. “You’re doing fine, my love. Just relax. I’m going to thrust now, but I won’t pull out again until we’re done.”