Page 66 of Switched At Birth


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But the sadistic bastard loves edging, too. He’s stroking my cock, and playing with my prostate at the same time, and whenever I jerk or let his touch take me overboard, he pulls back.

I’ve called him a bastard a few too many times, and he reaches for something in his top drawer. “Bad boys can’t talk.”

I watch intently to see what he’s doing, and fuck, he has a ball gag in his hands. “You know what to say, right?” he asks.

“Yes.” When we play like this he makes it clear he wants answers to his questions unless I have a fucking ball gag in my mouth. Then I’m allowed to answer with a nod of my head.

“Maybe you can be my good boy after all, honey.” He stalks toward me on his knees, straddling my waist, securing the gag to my mouth and around my head. He pushes off the bed. “You look beautiful like this, naked, legs spread, arms tied to my bed, and now you can’t speak. Fuck, I tell you what. Maybe I’ll paint you like this one day.”

My eyes widen, because he certainly would do just that. Of course, he’d never share this moment with another person.

“I love you so much, always giving into my desires.”

He says it as though him worshiping my body is a hardship for me. He’s making me realize the desires I’ve had living deep down in me this entire time.

“Yeah, I know you most likely have something to say, but you can’t.” He crawls back up my body and starts at my tip. He’s about to kill my cock; it’s overstimulated. He licks down the bottom side of my shaft, stopping at my balls.

“These balls are mine.” He pushes my legs up, Licking from my balls to my rim. “And this hole is mine.” He pushes a finger inside of me. “And this prostate. Every orgasm I give you is mine.”

Not that I can argue with him, but I wouldn’t, because they are all his.

“You live in my soul, Ash. Every bit of you is now a part of me. Our fate has always been written in the stars.”

There’s not a person in this world that compares to Noah. There won’t be. I’ve never believed in destiny before him, but from the beginning of time, we’ve been meant to grow old together, even before we breathed our first breath.

“Just think of how I can worship your body every day, if you agree to move in with me.”

It’s a reminder he uses on me all the time, and my heart soars to know he wants me in his space, to share everything he typically holds private.

My life has never made more sense as it does with Noah over my naked and bound body.

He pulls his finger out of me with another impending orgasm ready to rake through me. I can’t say anything, but a pouting noise escapes through the gag in my mouth.

“Don’t worry baby. Everything comes to those who wait.”

I may just top tomorrow so I can do this to him.

He begins to deep throat me again, his speed increasing, and I fear he won’t allow me to have an orgasm. He doesn’t remove his mouth, and I suddenly release in the back of his throat.

“Fuck, I’m a whore for your cum, baby,” he says after he swallows every drop from my cock.

I’m sated, but we’re not done. He’s about to dick me up, and fuck, I love his cock inside of me. Our sex is out of this world amazing, but our closeness to one another increases each time we make love.

He places his cock at the entrance of my hole. “This is more beautiful each time I make love to you, honey. It’s amazing, and you”—he pushes inside of me—“take me like the fucking king you are.”

My body always aches for him, and now we’re one. But with Noah and me, we’re always one with one another.We are one.One person, one being,never to lose what we share. I’m stronger every day that he’s in my life. My passion for my art increases, and my heart has never been fuller than it is with the man I see as my future.

Electric waves race through my body. He’s deliberate but quick. His eyes never leave mine, and in silence we speak. I take in the way his eyes heat with want, yet he’s showing how much he loves me. I don’t have to hear the words to know it, but he never makes me go long either. No, this is him and me.

“I’m about to come, Ash. I’m going to fill you up and watch it leak out of you, then lick it all up.”

He leans over and removes the ball gag from my mouth. “Speak, baby. Tell me what to do to you.”

“Fuck me, eat me. I don’t care as long as we’re forever together.”

His smile broadens. “Ditto,” he answers.

He’s wearing me down on this whole living together idea of his. And as he comes inside of me, I can’t think of a reason to say no.

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