Page 105 of Switched At Birth


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I should stop this, make him tell me what the hell has happened, but maybe he needs a reminder of how beautiful we are together.

His hands push down my track pants. I unbuckle his belt, and undo his jeans. He’s almost panicked in his urgency, and I match his speed. He tears my T-shirt down the middle, and before I can do the same, he loses his over his head. He turns me around, pushing me against the bark of the tree and placing my ruined shirt in front of my junk, which I appreciate.

His teeth bite down on my shoulder. I want pain. I need to feel the pain, instead of experiencing it emotionally. “Yes, hurt me. Show me you need me. Mark me—so that tomorrow, and the next day and the day after that, every bruise or bite shows that I belong to you. I fucking belong to you.”

“From the beginning our connection was more than love. The stars predestined our future, even as wrong as it may be.” Noah’s declaration slows my beating heart.

“Our love isn’t wrong,” I protest. But I won’t stop. He needs to fuck me against this tree to realize we were made for one another.

“I’m going to fill you up, your cum will leak out of you, and when you’re finished, I’ll swallow it. And when we’re done, you’ll do the same to me.” His words both hurt and fill me with hope. How can he talk to me with so much passion and fire and yet want to walk away?

He pushes my face into the bark. “Yes, yes, yes. To all of it, and when we’re done, I want you to fuck me again, and again, until you admit we’re made for one another, Noah James.”

“We were made for one another, just not in the way you think,” he almost hisses, and these cryptic messages are pissing me the fuck off.

I don’t stop him. He can talk in riddles all night long, and as long as he’s fucking me, he’s remembering what we are together. “Lube is in the glove compartment,” I say.

“I can’t stop, Ash. I’ll make you come, and use your jizz to fuck you.” It’s one of his favorite things to do.

“I love you using me in that way, baby.”

He turns me around. “I can’t jack your woody off against the tree, honey.”

There he is. He may not be completely himself, but this is a little bit of his silliness peeking through his closed-off behavior.

He pushes my back against the bark, and again I welcome the physical pain that covers the emotional thoughts that I may lose him.

“I fucking love your balls.” He plays with them, a little harder than he typically does. And this whole night is about feeling something other than our emotional pain.

“This dick. I love this dick. I love how long it is, and when you fuck me, it goes in so deep. So good. You always dick me up so good.” Noah is talking dirty to me. It’s different though. Everything is so different and I don’t understand why.

I push my face forward to kiss his mouth, biting at his lips. “I always dick you up good, baby, and don’t you fucking forget it, Noah James.”

“I can dick you just as good, Ashton James.” He says my last name again, starting to laugh. “James. I guess you were always meant to be a James.”

His words are ominous, but I ignore him. I ignore everything but his hand on my cock. He starts with long strokes, using my precum to coat my cock, as they speed up. “I love you. I love every part of your body.” His mouth covers my nipples, sucking on my screwball that has replaced my barbells.

“Your nipples. Everything about your nipples has me ready to explode.”

He bites my nipple past the piercing. The pain shoots through my spine and I cry out with both pain and pleasure.

“Hurt me as you wish. You can’t break me. I’m here. I’m never fucking leaving you.”

He pulls back, and a smile I’ve never seen on his lips scares me. It looks like detachment.

“We’ll see. You’ll run so quick, and I’ll never catch you.” His speed increases, and I know I’m about to come. I’m so close. “I’m going to twist you around. Be sure to protect your pretty cock, as I begin to fuck you.”

I come hard and fast all over his hand, and he drops to his knees to swallow me. But as I watch him, he doesn’t swallow. He’s not kidding as he turns me around and I protect my cock with the ruined shirt.

His hands open up my ass, and the second his tongue touches my hole, he uses all my cum as lubricant while he tongue fucks me.

“Oh, fuck. Husband of mine, please fuck me.” It’s a reminder of our vows and our promises to one another.

“Oh, you don’t have to ask me again, because my cock belongs in your ass, Ash.”

His cock pushes against me, but where he works himself in, he thrusts in hard. “Yeah, give it to me, Noah. Give me all of you.”

“Oh, don’t worry. I’ll fuck you where you’ll never forget.”

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