The set of his jaw tells me he doesn’t like what I said.
But is there any way to make it better? To backtrack and not say those words?
Fuck.
A heaviness settles over me as the guys keep playing video games and shooting the shit around us. It’s hard to pay attention when I feel like I made things weird between Noah and me.
It’s not like I can have this conversation with him in front of the guys. I can’t text him because what would I say? Sorry, I didn’t mean it?
It’s not like Noah isn’t special, but wasn’t this whole thing supposed to be temporary? To see if whatever I’m feeling is for him, or if it might be for others?
Right now, all I want is Noah. But I’m not sure how to cross that bridge of wanting to make this thing with him more permanent.
If only we didn’t get stuck in Buffalo. Then I wouldn’t be screwing things up and worrying about what this thing with Noah is.
Fuck.Something feels good. A wet heat enveloping my cock. That mouth is talented as they slide up and down my dick. I thrust upward, moaning as a strong hand starts to play with my balls.
“Mmm.”
A warm breath over my slit has me peeking my eyes open.
“About damn time.”
Noah is lying between my thighs with a devious smile on his face. His thumb drags through the slit before he swallows me down to the base.
“Fuuuuck.”
I don’t know if I’ve ever had a better blow job than by his mouth. Fisting my hand in Noah’s hair, I thrust up into his mouth. The sound of him sucking has my balls drawing up tight and ready to empty into his mouth.
“Noah. Fuck—” Before I can come, Noah pops off me, wiping his mouth. “What the fuck?”
He’s sitting on his knees on the bed before me, his cock sticking straight out from him. His hard muscles are on displayfor me. If I had more patience, I’d spend the morning licking and kissing every ab of his.
“You’re not coming until my dick is buried inside you.”
“Then do it.”
Noah hops off the bed, and I pop up onto my elbow to admire the view.
The strong muscles in his back.
His ass that you could bounce a quarter off.
The light dusting of hair on his thick thighs.
Fuck.
Noah Fields is the sexiest person in the world, and it should scare me how quickly I’m becoming addicted to the man.
I don’t want anyone else but him.
“Want to help?” Noah tosses the travel lube and it lands next to me on the bed.
Opening the packet, I pour more than is needed onto my fingers to start working myself open. Watching as Noah gives himself a slow stroke has me shoving three fingers in my ass. It burns, but I want Noah.
I didn’t get him last night because the guys interrupted our night. Now, I want him more than anything.
“I’m ready.”
