Chapter 42
Luca
“Why are you so nervous? You’ve been here so many times before.”
As expected, Noah was more than happy to go to ?le de Saint émile for our vacation, and after a nine-and-a-half-hour drive, we’re almost there.
I haven’t been able to control my nerves for the past thirty minutes.
Nothing is like it usually is when I drive to the island.
I’m not traveling with my parents, and Paps can’t switch seats with me when we drive over the bridge.
We have a mobile home, which means I’m not sleeping in the caravan, and I’m really scared that this is going to backfire big time.
That I won’t be able to stay with Noah and I’ll have to get up at night and go to Papa and Paps to sleep.
“What if I can’t sleep?”
Reassuringly, Noah places his hand on my thigh. “You have the aroma lamp, and you have me. We’ll give it a try, and if nothing else works, we’ll sleep at your parents’ place and enjoy our privacy in the mobile home during the day.”
The weight on my chest lifts a little. I couldn’t do this with anyone else. No one else would support me so unconditionally in this. This is part of who I am, and with Noah, I can be myself. “Everything will be fine. You’ll see. Tell me about the island.”
Okay, I can handle that. “We have to drive through this village, then there’s the big bridge that leads to the island. You can open the window already and stick your nose out into the wind.”
Noah looks at me as if I’ve lost my mind, but does it anyway. Surprised, his face lights up. “You can smell the salt of the sea. Wow!”
“I spent the first vacation of my life on that island. I’d been staying with my parents for about six months, and I’d never stayed in one place that long before.
For the past month, I’d managed to sleep in the house at night.
With the light on and Philipp or Adrien next to my bed.
I couldn’t imagine that would work in a caravan.
But I got to choose the top bunk, and when the panic hit at night, Louis reached up and held my hand until I fell asleep again.
I’ll never forget the feeling of digging my feet into the soft sand for the first time, or the waves breaking against my legs. ”
Noah smiles gently. “That sounds lovely. I can’t wait to experience all of that with you.”
***
“Fuck!” I’ve been rummaging through every box and bag for fifteen minutes after I couldn’t find my aroma lamp in my suitcase. I’m so screwed.
“Are you looking for this?” Noah holds out a round object to me, and a weight lifts off my chest. “It was in the bathroom, on the shelf next to the toilet paper. I thought I’d pack it.”
In three big strides, I pull Noah into my arms. “Have I told you today how much I love you?” Then I kiss him, long and tenderly, with no intention of ever stopping.
“Ugh, you two are just as gross.”
Noah and I pull apart, and my boyfriend is the first to find his voice again. “Just as gross?”
“Jannis and Dayyan make out too.” Firas grimaces in disgust, and Noah bites his lip to keep from bursting out laughing. “Louis and David even locked the door.” The bewilderment in Nael’s gaze is almost comical.
“Guys, why don’t you go to the soccer field? There are definitely other kids there.”
“Or you can come to the beach with us. I know it’s already late, but I’d like to dip my feet in the ocean at least once today.” I look at Noah in disbelief. I wanted to do that with him alone, but he just shrugs.
“Can we go now?” The twins hop excitedly from one foot to the other, and I give in. I send a quick text to my brother saying the two of them are coming with us, then I take Noah’s hand.
***
It’s almost dark when we pass through the gate to the beach.
Somehow, this has become our time. The beach is almost empty, and everything is quiet except for the sound of the sea.
The water is colder, but that doesn’t bother us.
With my arm around Noah’s waist, we make our way through the surf.
His brace is on the beach with our towels, but in deeper water, he can stand on his own.
During the day we swim and play with the others, at night we kiss, grinding our wet bodies together. Our swim shorts pulled down just enough that we can feel each other, but not lose them. Noah stands in front of me, his little ass pressing against my cock, and I roll my hips.
“Mmh. You’re so hard for me.” I grab his cock, give it a hard tug, and he yelps.
Sex in the water is different—softer, slower, more relaxed—and that’s what makes it special, because neither Noah nor I are particularly patient in the bedroom.
“What do you think, are you still loose and wet from earlier?”
“Your full load of cum is still in my ass—that should be enough.” At first glance, you might think this man couldn’t hurt a fly, but now that he has more experience, he’s showing his true colors, daring to demand what he wants, and vanilla is not his flavor.
Without hesitation, I reach into his crack and slide two fingers into his ass without resistance.
“Fuck, yeah. More.” He doesn’t mean a third finger. I’ve fallen for that mistake once before.
The angle isn’t ideal, since Noah is so much smaller than me and I want to take him from behind, but we manage it.
Noah’s head falls back as my glans pushes past his muscle and my cock slides all the way into his ass.
He tenses up immediately, holding me tight.
Not out of nervousness, but deliberately, because he loves how it feels.
I groan, because it has its effect on me either.
“Fuck me, Chéri. Hard.” He doesn’t have to tell me twice. With every thrust, I pull him tight against me, going deep, and he moans. He strokes his cock in the same rhythm, and I hope he’s quick.
Noah is poison for my stamina, I’ve never come so fast during sex as I have with him, neither with men nor women.
He drives me crazy. His tight ass, his soft moans that grow louder and louder, that moment of silence when his body tenses up, only to release all that tension with one single scream.
His hole pulses around my cock, holds me tight, sucks me in, and for the second time today, I pump my seed deep inside him.