Page 10 of Noah's Holiday


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Then he angled his wrist in just that right way and, yep, stroked my prostate.

A drop of precum appeared on my tip.

He licked it.

I moaned.

He withdrew his fingers, slathered his cock, and positioned himself over me.

In response, I pressed my palm against his cheek.

As our gazes clashed, he eased himself inside me.

A bit of a burn, a flash of discomfort, and then he was inside me.Where he’s meant to be. Always. After I’d adjusted, I nodded.

Understanding what that meant, he began to work himself in deeper. When he was seated, he grinned.

“Oh yeah, sweetheart. Give it all you’ve got.”

He rolled his eyes. “I thought you were tired.”

“Well, you’re doing all the work. I’m just going tolie back and enjoy myself.” Something he’d say to me on days when I came home exhausted from the grocery store. Something I’d said to him once or twice when his training sessions had run long.

He chuckled. “I really love you.”

“I feel the same. Truly. Now, fuck me already.” My body, already acclimated to him, was begging for more.

He withdrew, then thrust back in.

The smile that came to my face was the same one I used all the time.I’m in love with my best friend. He loves me back. Life is perfect.

Over and over, he thrust into me. He drove me higher and higher, even as he pressed me against the headboard. “Jerk yourself, okay?”

“Happy to.” Said through gritted teeth. I grasped my cock and jerked to the demanding rhythm he set. He snapped his hips as he drove into me. He forced me to chase my orgasm—just as he chased his.

As he nailed my prostate again and again, my balls drew up. As I stiffened, I managed to warn, “I’m coming.”

“Thank fuck.” He continued his assault on my senses, even as I spurted cum all over my hand, his chest, my belly, and a few other spots. My vision grayed as the pleasure overtook me. He knew how to play me and, as I soared high above the earth, my heart swelled with both love and joy.

He thrust three more times before holding himself still. His dark-brown eyes pierced my soul as he came.

I’d never felt more connected.

Yeah. I did good today.

He collapsed on me. I wrapped my arms around him, even as he squished my deflated cock. His slid from me with a littlepop. “God, that was…”

“Uh-huh.”

“And you…”

I grinned against his shoulder. “Yes, I’d say so.” Amusement laced my tone.

“I don’t think I’ll ever grow tired of this.”

“Duh. If you did, Miss Esmeralda will kick your ass.”

“I’m so glad you invited her. She…I…well, I owe her everything. Not just the house.” He sighed. “But that she talked you into taking your head out of your ass.”