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The ripples of pleasure pulse through me still, a little less intense and less frequently until I finally feel myself able to breathe again, with Noah lifting his face to mine and kissing me with such intensity it almost restarts the whole feeling all over again.
I can taste him and I can taste myself in his mouth and on his face, my hand strokes his perfect jaw and he smiles.
“You’re perfect. Faith. You did great.”
I feel a little shooting stab of anxiety, completely forgetting that there’s one thing I haven’t told Noah.
I’m a prude, maybe. But I know what guys want. And after oral comes you-know-what.
I gasp again, feeling the sheer size and thickness of Noah’s dick against me, still straining through his jeans.
He starts to unzip himself, and although I have no idea what I’m doing, I have to see it.
I yearn to touch it and feel it gliding over me.
He groans loudly, his huge member bobbing free from its denim prison, a clear line of warmth as I use both hands to grip it by instinct more than anything else.
It’s so hot and thick, throbbing in my hand but the large rounded tip is so smooth. Like nothing else, I’ve ever felt, and each natural stroke I start to employ draws such a sound from the man that I know I’ve found another way to make him truly happy.
“I wanna fuck you, Faith. Take you until you come on my dick like you did in my mouth just now,” he murmurs, nibbling my neck.
His hips are rotating and his powerful legs are spreading mine wider apart, making me moan again too.
“I… I-”
It’s impossible, I can’t ruin this moment, not for Noah and not for myself.
It’s my big chance.
What are you doing? Give yourself to him ya big dummy!
“What is it, baby?” he asks, breathless, the smooth tip of his heat circling my wet hole.
But I clench up, pulling myself away from him, wishing the couch could swallow me whole instead.
“I’m a virgin,” I confess. And promptly burst into tears.
I feel him relaxing over me, lifting some of his weight off and giving me some air.
I reach out for him, not wanting him to break our skin on skin contact.
Not wanting to lose him either.
Oh! Why did I tell him, now he’ll never want me.
It feels like my body shaking with sobs until I realize that Noah’s actually chuckling softly to himself.
Not laughing at me though, laughing at my silliness.
“I know you are, Faith. At least, I hoped you would be,” he says, wiping a tear away and brushing my hair back, kissing me gently again.
“If it’s too soon, we can wait. I guess I just thought...” he says, his brow going up as he looks me over once again.
“I want to, I really do,” I squeal, gripping him harder by his shirt and pulling him closer, on top of me again.
“It’s just… Oh! I don’t even know what it is, Noah. Everything’s just happening so fast,” I tell him honestly, trying to even find the words, to sum up how I feel.
“It’s alright,” he tells me again, his voice is deep but soft now. Smooth, like his hands’ movement on me, gently stroking me to calm me down now instead of trying to excite me.
“This is just what you do to me,” he says, and I grip hold of as much of his fat cock in my hand as I can, making him take a sharp breath in.
“See?” he asks, smiling. “I have so much of this I want to give you, Faith. But I want you to want it too. You have to be ready.”
I must have a puzzled look on my face.
“You’re gonna be mine, Faith. In every way. I’m not interested in just sex. I want you, all of you and all the time, always. Forever,” he says with more determination in his voice.
With authority.
If it were anyone else, I’d be worried, maybe even a little scared. But with Noah, anything he says or does is just right. It always feels so right and I can’t help but agree with him.
Even though it does sound like something that would give my Dad a heart attack.
“Just tell me,” he says again. “Just tell me you’re mine and nobody else’s, not ever. I’ll be your first and you’ll be my only from now on.”
I feel my head nodding, my breath trying to sigh as it catches at the same time.
“I’m yours, Noah Templeton. All yours,” I finally manage and we both sink deeper into the soft leather, creaking from our hot wetness underneath.
The storm I thought had passed announces itself anew overhead, and a deep roll of thunder sees me clutching Noah even tighter.Chapter EightNoahIt’s the biggest relief, and not just the one I catch in my mouth.
