He starts with a shallow pull, barely withdrawing before rocking back in, and even that makes my breath hitch. I wrap my legs around his waist, draw him deeper, and the moan that leaves his throat is pure fucking filth.
“Oh mygod,” I gasp.
I can feel the way he pulses inside me—his cock thick and eager and still searching for rhythm—and I don’t care that it’s messy. I don’t care that it’s his first time and he probably won’t last. Because it’s him—it’s my Blue. And the look on his face when I clench around him is fucking everything.
He moans low, bitten-off and surprised. “Jesus, Mien…”
My name falls from his lips in a whisper, and his eyes flutter shut for a second and then snap open again. He pulls back to look down between us, his eyes immediately catching where our bodies are joined, the slide of his cock dragging out of me and then sinking back in, slick and deep.
“You like seeing it, don’t you? You like watching your cock slide into me.”
He nods slowly, flushed to his ears, and for a moment, he’s speechless—entranced by the sight, completely undone by the way my body wraps around him.
“Tell me what you see, Babygirl. Tell me how it makes you feel.”
He hesitates, but I give him a look—come on, brave boy—and his throat works around a swallow before he speaks. “You’re so… open. I didn’t think—I didn’t think it would look like that. You feel so good around me. So tight and just—god, just sucking me in… It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever—” He cuts himself off with a groan when I deliberately clench around him.
I reach up, my hand sliding to the back of his neck, pulling him down to kiss me again. It’s messy, our teeth knocking slightly, breath hitching between kisses. I can feel the way his hips stutter as I move beneath him, can hear the wet slap of skin on skin,and the sound of both our breathless, desperate noises tangled together.
“Don’t fuck me like you’re scared—use me, baby.”
Noah moans into my mouth and starts to thrust harder, faster, every movement more confident than the last. His hands slide under my thighs, lifting them, pushing them back slightly so he can get deeper, and I gasp—fuck, I didn’t expect him to go there so soon, but he does.
“Oh my god—” I break off, back arching. “Yes! Yes, that’s it.”
He snaps his hips harder, sharper, like the words flipped something in him. His rhythm goes a little wild, but his grip tightens, and his focus locks in. No more hesitation. No more sweet nerves or careful pace. Just Noah pounding into me, chasing the high with no shame now.
“You’re so tight, Mien,” he whispers, wrecked and filthy. “You’re my little cockslut, aren’t you?”
I blink, the word slamming into me like a brick to the chest. “Noah—”
“My. Needy. Cockslut,” he punctuates every word with a hard thrust and it nearly makes me black the fuck out. “I want to fuck you until you cry,” he says with a wicked look in his eyes. “Want to make you beg for me.”
Holy. Fucking. Shit. I don’t know where this is coming from, but I’m here for it.
Noah starts fucking me faster, the sound of our bodies meeting loud in the room, wet and obscene and so fucking good I could cry. His fingers dig into my thighs, holding me steady, and his face is wild now—flushed and shining, curls sticking to his forehead, his bottom lip bitten red, and his eyes locked on mine.
“You’re mine,” he pants, gripping my hips as he starts rambling. “You feel so good around me. Can’t believe this is real. Can’t believe you’re mine.”
My cock twitches, and I don’t even touch myself—I don’t need to. The way he’s slamming into me, the way his voice keeps dropping and breaking with every word—it’s pushing me higher than I’ve ever been.
“You’re gonna come soon,” I whisper, kissing the corner of his mouth. “I can feel it. You’re close, aren’t you?”
He nods quickly, eyes glassy. “I don’t wanna stop. I don’t—I don’t wanna come yet.”
I cup his face, fingers trembling. “Then don’t. Hold on just a little longer. Ruin me first.”
Noah groans like it physically hurts to hold back. He buries his face in my neck, panting against my skin, thrusting harder, deeper, each stroke more frantic, more erratic. I hear the wet slap of our bodies, feel the way I tighten around him with every push, and I know I’m not going to last either.
“I’m gonna—I can’t—” he gasps.
“Do it,” I hiss, wrapping my legs around his waist. “Come inside me. Fill me up, Babygirl. Fuck me full and make it yours.”
Noah cries out, choking on his breath as he slams forward again. His fingers dig into my skin. He’s got that look on his face now—the one that’s all panic and pleasure, the one that says it’s about to hit him hard and fast.
He lets out a noise I’ll never forget, half-moan, half-sob, as he comes deep inside me. His body seizes against mine, every muscle trembling with it, and the heat of him spilling into me is enough to drag me to the edge too.
“Noah—fuck,fuck, yes—!” I feel it rush over me, and then I’m gone, clenching around him, jerking up into his body as I come untouched with a cry I couldn’t stop if I tried.
