Page 64 of My Fake Fiancé


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Noah is the biggest guy I’ve ever been with. Just putting on his condom made my pussy clench in anticipation of finally having him inside me, but also wondering if he would fit.

“God, I want you so bad,” Noah says, lowering himself over me.

Although I want to straddle him, I refrain for our first time together.

He kisses his way up my body, his mouth molding to my curves. With every other guy, there was still a small piece of me that was self-conscious, but Noah’s continued praise of my body and his obvious desire push any negativity far from my mind. He pushes my breasts together and sucks on my nipples one at a time, over and over.

The ache between my thighs intensifies and I spread myself open for him in obvious invitation. I’ve waited so long, I don’t want to wait anymore. He makes his way back down my body, and when he reaches the apex of my thighs, his knuckles run down the length of my outer lips.

“Tell me this is from me.” His voice is rough and low when he feels how wet I am.

“God, yes.”

He grins and then settles between my thighs. His hot breath flows over my core and the anticipation of having his mouth on me has me wanting to squirm. When he runs the tip of his tongue over my folds, his eyes glued to mine the entire time, I let out a breathy moan.

I wiggle under him, the ache for release a screaming need inside me already. I clench down to keep my orgasm from erupting. His thumb circles my clit as he draws back, watching me enjoy his hands and tongue on me.

“I love how wet you are. I can’t wait to slide inside you. Tell me you want the same.”

My back arches off the tent floor. “I do.” My words are strangled.

His other hand runs up my body, through the valley of my breasts as I rise and fall from his touch.

“More,” I beg.

He chuckles. “More?”

I nod.

He dips his head again and this time he pushes a finger inside me as he sucks on my clit. He twirls his tongue around it and thrusts another finger inside me, arching them to hit my G-spot.

“Noah,” I say his name like a prayer and a benediction. “Don’t stop.”

My body is so reactive to him, I’m squirming and wiggling until he lays his arm over my stomach, forcing me to remain in place. His efforts don’t let up. Of course he’s exceptional at eating me out. I should’ve expected nothing less. The cresting of my orgasm is like climbing a ladder that never ends. He keeps pushing me up a notch and then another, to levels I never thought I’d reach. My climax hits me like a bolt of lightning. My back flies off the tent floor, my legs closing, except Noah holds them open, making me ride out the pleasure while he laps at my release.

Finally, my mini convulsions die down and he lifts his head, settling his hips where his head just was.

“I could watch you come all day,” he whispers before taking my mouth with his.

Instead of his tongue, it’s his cock sliding through my drenched folds. He pushes inside me and stills. It takes me more than a few seconds to adjust to his size.

“Sorry,” I whisper.

He kisses my jaw. “Take your time.”

“I’m good.”

He stretches me more than any other partner has. Every nerve ending is lit up like a Christmas tree. Finally, he moves inside me. Slowly circling his hips, then sliding out and back in. The friction of him inside me only builds the pleasure back up.

“So perfect. I knew we’d be perfect together.” He kisses my throat and the soft spot by my ear. “I’ll never grow tired of this. I’m not even finished, and I already want you again.”

“Harder,” I beg, my nails scratching his shoulder blades, needing to anchor myself to him.

“My pleasure.” He draws back and thrusts back in me so hard, I slide up on the sleeping bag. He dips his head to take one of my nipples into his mouth.

“Oh god,” I pant, holding his head to my breast.

He increases the pace and I bring my legs up to his hips, giving him the ability to get even deeper.

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