Noah
Ilet out a shuddering breath as Lior sank into me, filling me up. It shouldn’t feel this good, but I couldn’t think of anything else that took my breath away like this.
He groaned, “Noah,” as he pulled out and thrust back inside me again.
My cock leaked onto my stomach, leaving a trail of precum.
“It’s so good. Please don’t stop.”
“I don’t intend to. This is it.” His voice was gravelly and thick with need. He needed me as much as I needed him.
“Do it.”
My eyes fixed on the point where his cock disappeared into my ass. It was a beautiful sight, and combined with the feeling of fullness and the relentless pace, it caused shivers all over my body.
“What have you done to me, Noah? I can’t get enough of you, of your body, your mind…”
I felt the same way, but I was too scared to voice it, so I cradled the back of his neck and pulled him into a kiss.
Some things were better shown, not told.
He took hungry possession of my mouth, his tongue laving over mine in a sensual but demanding dance.
My ass burned from his thickness. The desk banged against the wall under the windowsill. There was no way people walking on the path outside below our window wouldn’t know exactly what was happening in here.
“Argh…I need…”
“What do you need, baby?” he asked, his deep voice going straight to my heart, wrapping me in a warm blanket. “I’ll do anything, Noah. Anything.”
“I want you to fuck me so everyone knows I belong to you. Make me come, Lior. Make me fly.”
Our eyes met. His deep, dark orbs were so full of passion.
He didn’t answer my plea, but he gave it to me anyway.
Harder. Faster. Deeper.
All I could feel was him. My husband. So I chanted his name repeatedly until he fucked my orgasm out of me. My body shook uncontrollably until I wasn’t myself anymore.
My eyes caught a mirror in the room I hadn’t noticed before. Even though I wanted to close them, to pass out from the pleasure, I couldn’t.
The mirror offered a view of Lior’s back as he plundered my ass, holding on to the control I’d thrust onto him.
“I want to see you let go,” I whispered.
With my permission, he thrust into me a few more times before I saw the muscles on his back clench as he let go and filled me with his cum.
I didn’t think it was possible to feel any more pleasure than the high of an orgasm, but watching Lior’s body release, his teeth bite his bottom lip as he came, his eyes closing as he filled me up? It was heaven.
He rested his forehead on mine, breathing heavily.
When he opened his eyes again, I was afraid of what I would see there, so I closed mine. I raised my head for a kiss, this time a lot gentler and less frantic.
“Fuck, Lior. If married sex is like this, I want to speak to the manager. Why haven’t we been doing this the whole time?”
He let out a stilted laugh but didn’t reply. Instead, he placed his hands under my ass and, with his cock still inside me, walked us to the bathroom.
I felt the loss as his softening erection slipped out of me.
