Connor and I danced for hours, existing in a world all our own. Lights flashed and our flush bodies moved together, our sweat mixing and coating us both. My bun was completely disheveled, while Connor's short hair was almost entirely saturated. The booming music surrounded us, and I moved lithely, effortlessly without thinking. After being stuck in my head so much over the past week, it felt so good to just be for a while.

Being so close, it was impossible to keep our lips apart. Our tongues danced like our bodies, and we enjoyed taking turns licking the glistening sweat from the other's skin. Connor's scent had developed a muskiness to go with the sandalwood and lavender, and I swear to god, it was like I was breathing in sex pheromones. I got more turned on with every song, wanting nothing more than for my man to throw me against the wall and fuck me in front of everyone.

"Are you going to fuck me tonight?" I asked, slowly licking the outer rim of Connor's ear. Even though I wasn't a virgin, I felt like one since my role in the act would be new. The thought of being inebriated my first time getting railed soothed my nerves, so really, it was the perfect opportunity. I didn't need some romantic, sober experience to validate my relationship, I just needed to be with the man who was quickly becoming so very important to me.

"I want to be inside of you more than I've wanted anything in my fucking life, Bo. Are you sure that's what you want?" he panted, staring at me intensely through hooded lids. Even with the ever changing lights strobing across Connor's features, I could see his flushed cheeks. Droplets took turns rolling down his face, and my breath hitched as we made eye contact.

Staring into what felt like his soul, I nodded, leaning in to thrust myself into Connor's mouth. I moaned into the kiss, tracing down his chest before landing my fingers on one of his erect nipples. I twisted the soft skin gently, pinching and pulling harder as the beat of the song increased. Connor twitched violently, thrusting his hips into me. I finally reached my breaking point and decided it was time to leave. "We need to go, Connor. Now."

Without another word, Connor was leading the way to the coat check and then out of the building. The Uber pulled up and we climbed in, too drunk to even realize that someone else was in the car with us. We were all over each other in the backseat, kissing and fondling with abandon, until we finally reached my apartment. Still connected by our faces, the two of us almost fell out of the vehicle.

I tried key after key until I finally got the door open, and when I slammed it shut behind us, we immediately lost control. Connor pushed me up against the wall in the entryway as I slid my hands under his sweater and undershirt, lifting them over his head. I kissed the hard pecs staring me in the face before I felt strong hands under my thighs, lifting me to sit on Connor's hips. I wrapped my legs around his waist, grinding against his defined abs, and kissed him deeply as he carried me to my bedroom.

Connor tossed my body carefully onto the bed before he climbed on top of me, his large figure completely shadowing my own. He got to work unbuttoning my pants, and I took the opportunity to throw off the constricting layers on my top half. Sliding down my boxer briefs, my throbbing cock twitched in anticipation. Connor looked up at me through a dark gaze and asked in a low growl, "Can I?"

I nodded and threw my head back as the wet warmth of Connor's mouth fully surrounded me. A raw, guttural moan escaped my throat when I felt his tongue exploring the underside of my cock, licking and stroking up to the sensitive frenulum, before sucking the head through his eager lips. I writhed on the bed, unable to get used to Connor's constantly changing rhythm. Pulled out of my euphoria by cold air hitting my dick, I glanced up to see my boyfriend retrieving the lube from my nightstand. He flipped the lid open, squirted some of the liquid onto his thick digits, and began to trace the rim of my hole.

Connor slowly pushed his finger into me as he took my member back into his mouth. When I was able to relax, he began to move, stretching the tight muscle to prepare it for his entrance. One finger became two, and I quivered at the combination of pleasure and pain I was feeling. Connor scissored his fingers for a few minutes before he began thrusting them pointedly at my prostate. I had never felt anything like it, ecstasy shooting through me every time he made contact with the secret spot.

When I was comfortable with three fingers, I couldn't take it anymore. I needed Connor to fill me and waiting was no longer an option. "That's enough, it's as ready as it'll ever be. I need you inside of me, Connor," I whined, lifting myself up to glide my needy hands down his muscled back.

"I didn't tell you to sit up," Connor said, pushing me back down on the bed. The bottle made a few vulgar noises as he squirted more of the liquid into his hand, rubbing it thoroughly to coat his girthy shaft.

He leaned down and whispered in my ear, "You can tell me to stop at any time, okay? If it hurts, don't hesitate to say something." I nodded, panting with need and grinding my bare ass against the stiff head of his twitching member.

"Connor, fill me up. Please," I begged, spreading my legs to grant him entry. Connor snapped at my words, unable to hold back any longer, and I felt the pressure of his length when he slowly began to enter me. As I breathed in the fragrant musk of my lover, my ring began to relax, sucking him in hungrily. When his cock was buried to the hilt, he paused to let me get used to his large shape.

"Oh my fucking god, you're so tight, baby," Connor gasped, desperately gripping my thighs. "Holy fuck, you feel amazing."

"Connor, fuck me!" I demanded, letting my inner brat out for the second time tonight. Connor suddenly pulled back, leaving me feeling briefly empty, before he slammed into me, grazing the electrified jewel buried in my channel. My back arched and I screamed in pleasure mixed with pain at the shock, "Ngh, like that! Fuck!"

My hips began to buck, and my ass met Connor's base with force as he thrusted into me relentlessly. I started to wrap my fingers around my own shaft, but my hand was quickly slapped away. Connor let go of my thighs and expertly flipped me over, never fully removing his cock from my hole. He grabbed my hands and leaned over me so that we were almost entirely horizontal when he began to pound me from behind, the sound of slapping, skin on skin, echoing loudly off of the room's thin walls.

Connor's labored breaths were aimed directly at my ear, and after sucking on my earlobe for a while, he grunted, "Should I let you come?"

"Yes! Mmm, I-I want to c-come! P-please!" I stuttered out, hoping that I would soon be allowed my release. Connor grabbed my leaking dick and began to pump in time with his hard, fast thrusts. My balls twitched and the heat I felt gathering in my groin suddenly shot out of me, covering my chest in thick cream as satisfied mewls escaped my lips. "Fuck, baby, I want you to come inside of me."

Connor stayed silent except for the occasional growl, and continued to pump, driving into me with absolutely everything he had. "Holy shit, I'm almost there, Bo!" Connor shouted hoarsely as I felt his load shoot into me, filling my ass with his hot seed. Open mouth kisses covered my neck as Connor showered me with affection, marking the shift to our mutual comedown.

Connor slid out of me, effectively removing the plug that had sealed in his viscous offering. He rolled to my side, shifting his weight off of me, and breathed deeply to catch his breath. I watched him closely, still amazed at the fact that we had just come together in such an intimate, yet passionate, way. "That was...indescribable, Connor," I said quietly. "I mean it, I didn't realize sex could feel like this."

"I...yeah. Fuck, that was...unlike anything I've ever experienced, and this isn't even my first time with a guy. I've never had a connection with someone like this before, Bo," Connor admitted as his eyes crinkled at the corners. "You're something else, you know that?"

"I've never felt like this before, either," I reassured, wiping the drenched hair out of my face. "Addie and I never had anything like what you and I have even after such a short time. We had sex, but it wasn't like this. Not at all. Shit, sorry, I know I shouldn't be talking about my ex right after our first time together."

"No, it's okay. Really. I know this is all new for you, and it only makes sense to compare this new experience to what's familiar," Connor said, rubbing his hands up and down my back, working out the kinks. "To be honest, I've only had one other serious relationship. It was a long time ago, and even though things ultimately fell apart in the worst way, we were good together for a while. I didn't think it was possible for me to find another person who makes me feel so...alive, you know?"

I paused, appreciating the fact that Connor was opening up to me about his past. There was so much I wanted to know about him, but I was willing to wait for him to share with me in his own time. He always seemed guarded, though less so with me, and I hoped that one day he would trust me enough to tell me everything--allow me to truly know him.

I flashed him a warm smile that silently conveyed my understanding, moving closer to snuggle into his side. Suddenly remembering the events from earlier that night, I grimaced before saying, "Oh, so um, I'm sorry for being such a bitch toward your friend. I'm not usually so insecure, but after all the shit that's happened with my parents lately, I don't know...I feel so disposable, I guess. Anyway, that's not an excuse for being rude, but I thought you deserved an explanation."

"Don't worry about it," Connor chuckled, pressing a chaste kiss to my lips. "Matt and I haven't known each other very long. He used to hang all over me whenever I stopped by the bar, so I suspected that he had a thing for me. Rest assured, it has certainly never been mutual, but you actually did me a favor tonight by staking your claim so...fiercely."

"What the hell?! Fuck that guy, trying to make a move on my man," I huffed, scrunching my nose in irritation. "I take back my apology. He deserved it."

Connor laughed and pulled me closer to him as I felt the need to sleep overwhelm me. My eyes slowly fluttered shut, and just before I passed out I heard Connor whisper, "Goodnight, Bo."

* * *

I was the first to wake up the next morning, and despite our exhausting late night activities, it was still early. My back ached slightly, but I wasn't experiencing any discomfort down below since Connor took so much care in prepping me. The thought of his fingers inside of me brought back the heat from the night before, so I decided to rouse Connor from sleep with a surprise.

I wrapped my slender fingers around his impressive cock, which was already stiff, and began to pump him slowly. I maneuvered my thigh between his legs, wrapping my calf around his to brace myself. My lips found the crook of his neck before kissing and nipping along his clavicle, my tongue lightly tracing the sensitive skin. I felt him begin to stir, his blue eyes blinking open, when his raspy voice stuttered out, "W-what are you doing?"

"I woke up thinking about how good you made me feel last night, so I thought maybe we could go for another round before Clif gets home," I explained through quickening breaths. Connor sucked his bottom lip between his teeth, biting to keep his composure as I shifted on top of him, straddling his waist. I grabbed the lube from the nightstand, liberally pouring the liquid into my palm before coating my fingers. Reaching between my legs, I inserted two of them into my back passage, scissoring and stretching to relax the swollen muscle.

Connor watched me violate myself through darkened lashes while his hands wandered, exploring my naked body. I made sure his tool was slick with lube as I positioned my hole above his leaking member, and began to slowly sink down onto his purple head. I sucked in a deep breath before I let myself fall the rest of the way, impaling myself on his cock. A scream of pleasure tore itself from my lungs as I shivered at the feeling of the foreign body inside of me. "Oh, Connor, holy shit!"

The man underneath me was shaking, his eyes rolling back in his head as he felt my subtle, shifting movements on top of him. I began to move, bouncing and sliding up and down at a smooth, rhythmic pace. I ran my hands through my hair as I tucked my ankles under Connor's legs to anchor myself, grinding back and forth so that his length could reach deep inside of me. My eyes were closed when I heard Connor moan, "Goddamn, Bo, you look so fucking sexy riding me."

I continued to bounce and grind for a while before Connor decided to take charge and fuck me. He pulled me off the bed so that we were standing, and leaned me over so that my arms were stretched out on the mattress. Positioning himself behind me and gripping my hips for support, he slammed back into me with force, pulling an audible gasp from my throat. "Ngh, again! Harder!"

Connor pounded me repeatedly, gradually increasing his brutal pace. We were both moaning, screaming together in our own little pleasure bubble when I heard someone banging aggressively on my bedroom door. "Bo Collins, what the fuck are you doing in there?!"

Jules?