“I mean it.” Noah drags a finger down my chest, ignoring my cock and moving it around my balls. Anticipation grows as hisfinger slides down my taint and traces my puckered hole. But before he can do much of anything, he’s pulling back.
“What—” Bending over, Noah’s mouth replaces his fingers. His tongue traces the hole and —“holy fuck!”
I practically fly off the bed as Noah’s tongue peppers my ass with attention. I don’t know if I’ve ever felt anything so good. When it pushes inside, I melt.
The fervor with which Noah is eating my ass has me ready to come. I have to squeeze my dick to hold it off. Based on the look Noah is giving me, he knows it.
Pulling back, Noah has a cocky grin on his face. “You like that?”
“You know I do.”
“I think you’ll like it more when I fuck you.” Noah lubes up his fingers before pushing one inside. “Just breathe and push against me.”
I do as he says, relaxing as he pushes past that first ring of muscle. It’s different from the vibrator but also the same in that it’s not an entirely unwelcome feeling.
I try not to let the burn overwhelm me and allow the other sensations to take over. As he continues stretching me, it feels better and better with each finger he adds.
“I’m ready.”
Noah pulls his fingers out and lies down on top of me. The first flutter of nerves bubble up in my stomach as he lines himself up with my hole.
Sensing my nerves, Noah kisses me as he pushes an inch or so inside. His mouth on mine is the distraction I need as he continues pushing into me. My fingers dig into his back, anchoring me to him.
When he’s fully seated inside me, Noah runs a hand up and down my side in a tender way.
“You doing okay?”
“Yeah.”
Aside from the slight burn, it’s not as bad as I thought.
“Tell me when you’re ready.”
Taking another moment, I pull Noah’s lips down to mine. The slow, easy kiss helps to distract me. And with each stroke of his tongue against mine, my dick is perking up between us.
“I’m ready.”
Noah’s pace starts off slow and steady. Until he hits my prostate.
“Holy fuck! Oh fuck.”
“You like that?”
“God, yes.”
Noah keeps thrusting. Keeps pegging that same spot that has cum leaking all over my stomach. Noah drags a finger through the sticky substance and sucks it into his mouth. “Fucking delicious.”
The look on his face has me coming harder than I ever have in my life.
“Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
It seems endless. Cum spurts out of my cock all over my chest.
“Yessss.” Noah’s neck strains as he comes. Watching the way his body releases that tension has one last rope of cum coming out of me before Noah collapses on top of me.
We’re a hot and sticky mess. Slipping out, there’s a slight sting, but it’s tempered by the sight of Noah walking to the bathroom. He comes back into the room with a washcloth in hand.
Noah’s touch is tender as he wipes the cum off me and drops the washcloth onto the floor.
