Page 126 of It Had to Be Him


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And it didn’t matter, anyway, because it wasNoah Fucking Bartlettgoing down on him.

“Fuck, Noah,” Ramin hissed, threading his fingers through Noah’s hair, luxuriating in the thick strands. “You feel amazing.”

Noah hummed in satisfaction, which just sent vibrations right into Ramin’s cock, and it jumped again, against the roof of Noah’s mouth.

Ramin’s breath came in fits and spurts. He might hyperventilate. He might die and go to heaven, if heaven wasn’t right here, right now, with Noah’s mouth on him.

Noah didn’t take him all the way in, focusing mostly on the head, using his hand on the rest. He slowly developed a rhythm. And got his teeth under control. And learned how much Ramin liked having his balls lightly scratched.

Ramin felt the pinching deep behind his taint and clenched up again. “Red light!” he gasped.

Noah popped off Ramin’s dick with a suck so hard, Ramin nearly lifted off the bed. He had a sheepish grin slashed across his pink lips. “Am I doing okay?”

“Uh-huh,” Ramin said through heavy breaths. “I’m nearly there. You don’t have to keep going.”

Noah let out one of his giggles, the light, silly ones that Ramin loved so much. “I told you. I want to.”

“But I’m going to finish.”

Noah’s hand was still playing with his tight balls. “That’s the point.”

“Have you ever…”

“Tasted semen before?”

Ramin nodded.

“My own, a few times. It doesn’t bother me.”

“You’re sure?”

“Ramin. Baby.” Noah gave him a rough stroke that had him shuddering for control. “Let me do this. Please?”

Fuck it was sexy when Noah saidplease.

Ramin nodded.

And then Noah’s mouth was around him again, and some sort of lightbulb must’ve gone off because all of a sudden he’d figured out the right amount of suction, and Ramin’s body was turning to jelly. He was sweating all over, cooing as Noah’s hot saliva trailed down over his balls and toward his hole. And when Noah’s tongue found that spot beneath his head, he let out a cry he couldn’t stop.

Did they have neighbors?

Who cared?

“Fuck, Noah,” Ramin said. “Fuck.”

Pleasure mounted again, sparking along his spine, between his legs, deep inside, until he couldn’t hold back anymore.

“I’m coming,” he gasped, breaking apart, but he didn’t fall, because Noah was there to catch him, grunting as Ramin rode the waves of delicious ecstasy.

Noah stayed with him, cradling his balls, pressing a thumb against his taint, humming along until Ramin got too sensitive and begged him to let go.

Ramin collapsed onto the bed with a sigh.

Before he could even catch his breath, though, Noah was on top of him, his own hard cock, trapped in the singlet, now pressed against Ramin’s thigh. He looked Ramin in the eyes, rested his forehead against Ramin’s, leaned in for a kiss.

Ramin was weirdly disappointed Noah had already swallowed, because he kind of wanted to share his load as they kissed. But on the other hand, holy fuck, Noah swallowed. Ramin could still taste himself as they kissed, as he plundered Noah’s mouth with his tongue and Noah fought him back, pinning his tongue as effortlessly as he’d pinned Ramin’s body beneath him.

A full-body shiver came over Ramin one last time, all his senses lighting up like fireworks. His back arched off the bed before he finally crashed back into it like a wave upon the shore.