That’s all I need to hear for my walls to come crashing down.
“Condom. Now,” I order in a single breath.
“Bag, side left pocket.” He exhales shakily.
I gently remove my fingers from his ass, choosing to ignore the knee-buckling whimper that escapes from his mouth, as I scramble for his bag. It’s close to impossible in the dark but I find it quickly, luck being on my side, and rush back over to him.
Tearing open the wrapper, I unravel the condom and slide it over my aching cock.
“Turn,” I say quietly, flipping him onto his back. He rolls over effortlessly and it’s only now that I see the reaction on his face. Moonlight paints his cheeks pink, his lips bitten and swollen, eyes glassy with emotion. Noah is torn apart and completely used.
A moment of hesitation catches me. Here I am about to do something I never thought I was going to do. Once this happens—
“Please…” he pleads, cutting into my thoughts. “Please, fuck me.”
His begging snaps me back into the present moment. He doesn’t look like the snarky, bad boy Noah I came here with. Here, now, he looks like a beautiful angel that just wants to be loved. It makes my heart swell and shatter at the same time.
I take his chin in my hand and trace his jaw back and forth with my thumb. “Noah…” I say quietly, positioning my tip at his hole. He opens up for me even more, tilting his ass up so I can get a better angle.
“I want this,” he says gently.
I shake my head, brushing my nose against his. “I…I need you to say it again.” I push in slowly, my tip breaching the edge. Slowly taking my time to inch inside of him, he claws at my back as he tries to hold on, his leaking dick red and used on his stomach.
I pinch my eyebrows together. I know what I’m asking him to say and I know it’s a lot but…it calms me down. I need it. I need it more than I think either of us know.
He swallows, eyes locked on mine. This is a line. We’re drawing the line in the sand right now. And once he says it, there’s no taking it back. It’ll be out in the open. Final.
“I’m yours.” He breathes.
I slide in with a deep push, both of us letting out a moan we’ve been holding onto for what seems like since we got here.
Noah grips onto the back of my neck as I swing my hips back and thrust in again. His hole is so damn tight, I feel like it’s suffocating my dick. I’d be numb down there if it wasn’t for the constant glorious pressure he’s dragging out of me. I’ve seriously never felt anything so good.
A desperate groan rips from his throat as I take him deeper.
I lower my face closer to his and marvel at the way he sticks his tongue out to slowly lick my bottom lip.
He’s sofuckingsexy, it makes me want to never look away.
Sitting up on my heels, I push his knees to his chest and slam into him, sending a shock of pleasure through us both.
“Holy shit, holy shit” he cries out, holding on to whatever he can behind him. “Right there,” he shudders.
“You like that, huh?” I growl, slamming into him again right in that same spot.
Heavy breaths fall out of him as he searches for the strength to answer. “Yes, sir,” he cries out.
“I know, I know.” I press in again, feeling that familiar tingle rise up my back and stir in my gut.
“You want me to take care of this for you?” I ask, reaching between us and squeezing his dick.
He pinches his eyes shut, whining with his head back, nodding.
“Use your words,”
“Yes, please.Please, touch me.” He rushes out, his voice shaky.
I keep thrusting, jerking him off at the same time. I watch as he struggles to breathe as the pressure builds.
