Chapter Twenty-Two #2
It didn’t take long to work up to two fingers, scissoring him open and using my other hand to tease his cock, occasionally lowering my mouth to press teasing kisses to the hard, silky shaft.
“More,” Noah said. “Please, Spencer. Give me more.”
“Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t. Don’t make me beg.”
I groaned. “I’d love to hear that.”
Noah smirked. “Maybe one day. If you’re good and give me what I want. Which right now is your fucking fingers quickly followed by your cock.”
A deep moan rumbled in my throat as I leant over him to kiss him fiercely, trying to show him everything he did to me as I slowly pushed another finger inside him.
The sounds Noah made were sweet and delicious, the kind I wanted to drink down over and over because hearing them once was never going to be enough.
“Lie down,” Noah said. “I want to ride you.”
“Fuck yes, please do that.”
I rolled onto the bed beside him, quickly grabbing the box of condoms and pulling one out. It was easy enough to rip the foil open and roll one onto my cock, using the leftover lube on my fingers to slick it up. Noah watched me with hungry eyes before swinging his leg over to straddle my hips.
He looked so fucking perfect on top of me, and I knew this image would also be going in my spank bank, especially the expression on his face as he started to slide down onto my cock.
“Fuck,” I groaned, my hands going to his thighs and clinging on for dear life at the sheer intensity of the pleasure pulsing through me.
Noah’s ass was hot and tight, squeezing my cock as he took all of me, resting his hands on my chest as I bottomed out.
I let out a deep, shuddering breath as I tried to control the urge to thrust up deep inside him until I filled him.
“Shit, you’re so tight. It feels… Fuck, this is incredible. You feel so good.”
“So do you,” Noah said, sounding a lot more controlled than I did. He leant down and brushed his lips against mine. “I’m going to ride you now, but I don’t want you to move. I don’t want you to fuck me, not yet. I just want to use your perfect cock to fuck myself. Does that sound good?”
“Mmm, yeah… that sounds, fuck that sounds so good. Use me, Noah. Please. Use me however you want. I want you to come.”
“You’re so sweet, did you know that?” His voice was a low murmur, and every word sent shivers racing across my skin. “And don’t worry, I’m planning on riding you until your perfect skin is covered in my load. Then you can fuck me. I want to know what it feels like when you come inside me.”
Any further words I’d been planning to say died on my lips as Noah began to roll his hips. All I could do was hang on and stare in awe at the gorgeous man in my lap who was riding my cock like it was the best fucking dildo in the world.
Maybe to him it actually was. That was a pretty awesome thought.
My hands moved up to grip his hips as Noah began to bounce up and down, my eyes mesmerised by the way his thighs moved and the sight of his hard cock bobbing in front of me. My senses were being bombarded with sensation, and it was threatening to overload my system in the most spectacular way.
Noah cried out as he shifted his hips and began to ride me faster.
I guessed he’d found the perfect angle to hit his sweet spot, and I knew from past experiences that moving now could ruin everything.
I was not about to fuck this up by adjusting my position even an inch.
Instead, I watched, trying to memorise every detail so I could revisit it later when I was alone at night and desperate for Noah’s touch.
“S-Spencer,” Noah cried, his eyes locked on mine and shining with desperation. He reached for his cock and began to jerk himself off. “I… I’m… Fuck, I’m so close.”
“Yeah, that’s it,” I said. “Come for me, baby. I want to feel it.”
Noah rose up and slammed down on my cock, riding me harder and harder until he cried out, his whole body stiffening as his ass tightened around me, pulling me deeper inside his channel as he painted my skin with hot, sticky cum.
“Fuck, baby, that’s it… Shit, you look so fucking amazing Noah.”
Noah tilted forward, a sated smile on his face as he kissed me. “God, your cock is just… Mmm, it’s perfect.” He ran his tongue along my lip, his breaths still coming in pants. “Fuck me, Spencer.”
“You know… you know I’m probably not going to last,” I said with a weak chuckle as I slowly began to rock up into him. The way he’d squeezed my shaft when he’d come had nearly sent me over the edge, and it had only been through sheer force of will that I hadn’t burst.
“I don’t care,” he said. “Besides, I don’t really want to be here all night.”
I snorted, then groaned. “Good, because we’re not going to be.”
Noah sighed happily. “Fuck, that feels good. Now give it to me hard.”
I growled and gripped his hips harder, giving him everything I had. Pleasure burned through me, white hot and all-consuming. I felt the edge approaching at full speed, and it was all I could do to push out broken words to tell Noah that he was about to get his wish.
Noah kissed me deeply, and that was it. With a deep groan, I pulled him down onto my cock, thrusting deep inside him and filling the condom as my orgasm flooded me, hurling me over the edge into a void of endless bliss.
I didn’t quite know when or how I came down. I just remembered Noah snuggled up in my arms. He was smiling up at me, and we were both still naked and covered in half-dried cum.
“Well,” he said, “that was fun.”
“Yeah… just a bit.” I laughed breathlessly and leant over to kiss him. “We should probably do that again some time.”
“Oh, we’re definitely doing that again,” Noah said, and I felt his smile against my lips.
I grinned, my mind still spinning. If that was what sex with Noah was going to be like, then I didn’t think I’d ever be able to get enough.