Page 28 of Switched At Birth


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“You trying to distract me?” I ask.

“No, I want you to feel every part of me, whether it’s my finger or my cock. I need to know more about you, while I bring you a little pleasure.”

My mind isn’t firing on all cylinders, and I try to think of a time I’ve been this happy.

“My mother didn’t have much money, but one time, she brought us down to the Seattle Center. All I wanted to do for my ninth birthday was go up into the Space Needle.”

“Yeah? And?”

“I didn’t know this until several years later, but she took extra shifts at this bar her friend owned to make it happen. She hated working there, guys’ hands were all over her, but she worked two weekends to save for tickets to the Space Needle and lunch downtown. It was the best day, spent with my mom and sister.”

He withdraws his fingers and works his way back over to my face.

“It was one of the happiest days. But, my mom gave me so many good memories. And I don’t know if it’s because she worked so hard, or money was always tight, but it seemed extra special because she was creative with how we spent time together. At Christmas, Mom would make us hot cocoa. We had thermoses we’d use just for the holidays, and she’d pop us her special popcorn and we’d drive around for hours, looking at Christmas lights. It was one of our favorite times of the year. Plus, she’d work at that crappy bar in order to buy us Christmas presents.”

He’s listening to every single word that falls from my mouth, and my heart feels like it’s going to burst from my chest.

“I can’t wait to meet your mom. She clearly loves you with her last breath.”

“I didn’t mean to get so sappy. But not only do you want me, you want to know everything about me.”

Noah moves down my body, kissing every part on the way to his destination. “You’re right. I want to know every fucking thing about you. How you writhe under my body, or the moans you make when I fill you up with my cock, and how your face contorts when I make you orgasm.”

Holy shit. How does he always know what to say?

“Noah, I need you.”

“And you’ll get what you want.”

His body slides down me, his lips on my cock. They begin to suck the tip, then he lowers his mouth all the way down, and he’s neither fast nor slow. After a minute or two, the pace picks up. A tremor begins to build inside of me, but he seems to have a sixth sense and pulls off just in time.

“Sadistic bastard,” I groan. His head bobs up, and I can see the grin. Yeah, I think he likes pushing me, just to deny me an orgasm.

“Yeah, well, don’t worry, there’s more where that came from.” His long arms reach up to caress my face. “You’re going to ruin me, Ashton Brooks.”

“I think you may ruin me, Noah James.”

He pushes my legs up, leaning down. He’s not rimming me. No, as I listen to him, and feel his mouth on me, he’s kissing where his cock is about to enter.

“I want this to be good for you, Ash.”

“And it will, Noah, because it’s you.”

He slides on the condom. His cock sits at my hole, and he presses forward slightly, the lube in his hands. He’s generous with it on both his cock and where he’s kissed me.

“If I hurt you…”

“You won’t hurt me,” I assure him.

He’s gentle, breaching my tightness, working up to fully filling me up. I moan at his delicious intrusion.

“Good fucking holy heavens, you’re so tight, in the best way,” he hisses. With his other hand, he dances his fingers down my thigh then back up to my balls with each thrust.

We look into each other’s eyes, never breaking contact. I’m hypnotized by his touch, removing any doubt that Noah isn’t special. Because he is.

His movements are urgent, but intentional, and my prostate has never been happier.

“I want to stay in you all night, baby.”

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