63. Noah #3
I keep one hand placed beside her and the other keeping her wrists pinned. Fuck I wanna go faster. I want to love the living daylights out of her. This room needs to be filled with the sounds of how I make her feel.
Charlie’s head tips back as she moans, “I’m gonna... you’re gonna make me.” She bites her bottom lip and starts panting heavily. Whimpering. “Fuck you feel so good.”
I release her hands pinned above her because I can’t reign it in anymore.
My balls are sizzling from the pressure.
I angle her hips in order to stimulate her clit with each stroke, and I pick up speed.
Her ass slapping against me with each thrust. She must like that because she immediately grabs my hips pushing me to go faster, her nails digging into my skin as the room fills with her sweet moaning.
“Don’t... oh my god... don’t stop.” Her eyes lust over.
“Oooh...” She trembles everywhere, her legs locking around me in place as she screams. Her pussy spasms, clashing so hard around my dick I’m about too...
“N..Noah!” she moans loudly. Oh fuck. A zing of pleasure sets fire to my balls. “Noah, yes... yeah! Oh my god.”
I can’t stop the feeling.
“Fuck, Charlie!”
“Noah!”
She’s looking right at me. Those eyes tell me she's coming. The second it’s all over her face, I’m done for. It pours out of me, a fucking ache I’ve been holding in for too long.
“Fuck, I love you.” I fall into the crease of her neck as I don’t even know my name anymore. It spreads from the tip of my dick to every inch of my body. “Oh fuck, baby!” I’m sweating so bad, and she's even glistening on the sheets. I kiss her neck.
She wraps her arms around me. It takes effort to speak. “Did you... fuck... I can’t breathe... I swear we did at the same time.”
She combs her fingers into my hair and says, “Yeah.”
“You done being grumpy now?” I ask, leaning up and stroking the side of her cheek with a thumb. She nods her head yes. I lean in and capture her lips again. We aren’t going to sleep for a while. “Wanna go again?” She bites her lip and nods.
I’m so close. Any second now. My dick swells as I plunge deep inside Charlie.
Her legs are over my shoulders. Her breasts are bouncing.
She feels so fucking good. I’ve been loving every morning with her this week.
She’s so fucking horny and her pussy is royalty – it’s velvet-soft, warm, milking me, pulling me deeper.
She’s so wet my balls are dripping, and her hot pussy is a perfect vice around my dick.
The bedroom is filled with the slap of my hips meeting her ass.
Every thrust I’m kissing and sucking on her leg, and I’m loving her inside out.
Our skin smacks together and we are so fucking sweaty.
All it took was her to press her ass against my morning wood and now this sweet, sweet pussy of hers is all mine to claim. Charlie doesn’t have the capacity to be silent. Her moans fill my chest with this warmth that I’m the one making her come.
She clenches my length, taking it all. I watch her back arch, her fingers digging into the sheets. “Don’t... oh my... don’t stop!” She leans up with her mouth parted, watching as I pick up the pace. “Fuck, like that.” She must like watching me beat my dick into her.
The bed creaks as I continue my rhythm. Her head slams back into the pillow as her chest turns red and her cheeks turn crimson. “Noahhh...” There it is. “Yes... yes… ooooh.”
As I grasp her perfect fucking breasts, the worst sound on the planet disrupts us. Her cell phone rings on the nightstand. I stop mid thrust. My heartbeat is the only thing I can hear other than her ringtone. I glance over at the screen lighting up.
“Fuck I was almost there,” she pants out. She rolls her eyes as I release her legs and she uses her elbows to prop herself up and pick up the phone. “Hello.” It comes out breathy. She swallows her pants.
“Charlotte, what are you doing this morning?” I can hear her mother on the other end. “It’s been weeks! I’d love to see you!”
Damnit Charlie, you could have waited until we finished, and I’m so close too. Ahh fuck it. I push my length gently inside her, pumping. Oh god, does she feel so good gripping me. I just can’t help it. “Fuck, Noah!” she mouths silently to me.
“I want you,” I mouth back.
She doesn’t protest, her grey eyes glisten over, giving me approval. I thrust into her, and she bites her bottom lip trying not to make a sound. But I can see it in her eyes – this feels good.
“Just waking up,” she managed, her voice impressively steady even as she mouthed ‘oh my god’ soundlessly at me. I establish a slow, deep rhythm, beating back into her. Each thrust smacking against her perfect ass.
“Well, I was thinking of meeting up. Would you like to grab some breakfast down at the diner?”
“Oh...” Her head dipped back, a tremor running through her legs. Her free hand slaps the mute button. “Fuck, Noah, I’m gonna come,” her whisper was a ragged plea.
“Why did you fucking answer the phone?”
“Fuck... because... oh my god.” I hook my arms under her knees, spreading her wider, and change my angle, pushing into her with deeper, more focused thrusts, aiming for that spot I knew would unmake her.
“I want you to. Fucking. Come for me,” I growl – my own breath catching at the sight of her unraveling while trying to stay silent.
“I really miss seeing you, haven’t heard from you in awhile.” Her mom says as Charlie moans. Shit. I forgot she was talking.