"Deeper," he commanded.
I hesitated for a moment, not knowing how much deeper I could take him without choking.
Noah put a hand on my throat, thumb stroking my pulse point. "Just relax. Take a deep breath in."
I did as he said, inhaling slowly, letting my racing heartbeat calm.
"Exhale," he commanded.
I breathed out. Noah shifted his hips, sliding his thick length along my tongue, deeper inside my mouth, inside my throat. He fisted my hair, tilting my head back to get a better angle. I let my jaw go slack, accepting more and more of him.
He cupped my head as he bottomed out, hitting the back of my throat. My lips were split wide around him. I breathed shallow breaths around him. He was so big. I had no idea how I was taking him this deep without choking.
"Such a good girl,” he murmured.
I flushed with pleasure.
He pulled out. I took the chance to inhale. He shoved himself back in, going deep, going faster. He used one hand on the back of my head and the other under my jaw, guiding me on and off him.
"So fucking close." His grip tightened, pulling at my strands to pull me off him.
I pressed my lips together firmly and sucked.
"You want it?" he growled, no longer tugging on my hair.
I moaned around him and nodded vehemently.
He pulsed in my throat, throbbing in time with my heartbeat. Noah grunted and tugged, pulling me toward him with a jerk and burying himself in my throat to the hilt. Hot, wet liquid splashed over the back of my tongue. I hurried to swallow him down, savoring the sensation, the heat of it and the taste of him. Noah's taste.
He pulled back slowly, not fully exiting my mouth, allowing me to take in a deep breath. He was still hard on my tongue, the last few sticky drops weeping out of the tip. I peeked up to meet his eyes. His were clouded over with spent desire. I waited until he was looking at me. I wrapped my lips around the tip, licking and sucking, tasting every last bit of him.
He groaned, closing his eyes, enjoying my ministrations for several long moments, before he yanked me off him with a tug on my hair. Noah pulled me from my knees, taking me into his arms.
"If you keep that up, I'm going to have spin you around and fuck you all over again."
I relaxed into his embrace, sighing with a deep satisfaction. "I don't think I can take another round like that."
"I better let you rest, then. Wouldn't want to break that sweet pussy of yours."
I let him cuddle me for a few moments. He took my hands in his, placing soft kisses on the tender skin of my inner wrists.
"You were a very good girl for me."
I shivered with pleasure at his words and rested my head against his chest.
"Why is it all so important to you?" I asked sleepily.
"What?"
"You always want me to beg."
Noah stroked a hand along my spine and hummed. "I don't know. I never thought about it."
"You've never thought about why you like to have sex the way you do?"
He shrugged. "It's just sex. I do it to get off."
I sat up in his arms. "There has to be more to it."
