“Are you sure you want to do this?” I wasn’t sure if giving him an out was for his benefit or mine.
“Yes. I need you to make me feel good. To just make me…feel.”
Oh, my sweet, kind man. What wouldn’t I do for him?
I nodded. “We can stop at any moment, okay? You’re frantic. I can help you calm down, but I need to be sure you won’t let me hurt you, okay?”
“I promise,” he said with determination.
“One word, and I’ll stop.”
“I understand.” He nodded.
“On your knees.”
It was such a simple command, but the moment I uttered the words, Noah surrendered. The restraint he’d been holding on to evaporated.
He fell to his knees and looked up. His blue eyes were deep pools of desire, trusting me to do what he needed.
“You look so beautiful like that.”
A proud smile parted his lips.
I searched my bag for the small travel-size bottle of lube I’d packed at the last minute. Even though it was a foregone conclusion that we’d end up in this position at some point, I hadn’t expected it to happen now or like this. I had only packed it because lube and my left hand had become best friends since I’d been spending so much time with Noah.
There was way too much chemistry between us.
When I turned back, Noah had his shirt half unbuttoned.
I put my hand under his chin and tilted it up. “Who’s in charge here?”
“You.”
“Did I say you could take your shirt off?”
He huffed, dropping his hands by his sides. “You’re too slow.”
“Do you want a reminder of what you asked me to do?”
He shook his head.
“Good. Now take me out.”
Since the night at the hotel, I’d made a mental list of the ways I wanted to fuck Noah, given the chance. Now we were here, and I wanted them all. I couldn’t pick.
Staying dressed was hot but uncomfortable. Besides, I wanted to take a shower with him afterward. I didn’t know how I knew it, but my gut feeling told me there would be a crash.
Noah was feeling way too much and struggling to process it all.
“Your cock is so big.” He cupped it over my underwear, leaving open-mouth kisses all over until he reached the head and sucked over the fabric.
“Fuck, Noah.”
His eyes never left mine as he explored. I groaned when he exposed just the head and then wrapped his lips around it, licking the slit and then sucking.
All my sensitive nerves were firing. Pleasure coursed through my body. He hooked his hands over the elastic of my boxer briefs and pulled them down together with my jeans.
“Lift your feet,” he asked.
