Page 27 of Poems He Wrote


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He pushes his hair away to uncover his face and pulls my legs so I get even more into his face. Gentle kisses coat my clit and I relax into them. His digit finds my entrance, but it doesn’t go in. It just gets coated in wetness and switches places with his lips. As his finger works my clit painful with need, his skilled tongue drifts through my folds.

It’s making me even needier. My hips are buckling as I grip his hair and literally ride his face, and he is more than happy to let me do it.

“That’s right, Ljubavi. Chase what you need.Use me.” he praises in between long licks. “You take what you want, baby. Good, good girl.” He coos.

My loud moans roll off the walls, and back into us. I’m shaking, my pussy is spasming and pulsating over his tongue. Good Lord, I might die like this. My heart is beating out of my chest.

“I want you in.I WANT YOU IN!” I yell, shaking like a woman possessed. “I want you, please, Noah…mmmph… Please!” I beg.

“Please what, Ljubavi?” he whispers from between my thighs.

“Noaaah,pleeeease…” I buck from the sofa, as his relentless tongue continues unaffected. “Fuck me.” I growl, my inner animal comes to the surface, showing him exactly what he does to me.

Just like being splashed with cold water, he straightens his back, and lifts me up, switching our places. He leans on the back of the seat, keeping me above his pierced dick, straddling him.

“Please tell me I can have you like this.” he begs, looking at the place where our bare parts are almost touching.

“There’s been no one after you.” I say desperately.

“Nobody? For two years?” he furrows his eyebrows, his heated eyes roaming over my skin.

My insecurities hit their all time high, making me want to crawl into myself. Every single chip I ate in the last few weeks comes back to my mind to haunt me. Yet, the heat in his look just gets wilder and wilder, like he is not disgusted by my rolls and cellulite at all.

“Nobody. I didn’t want anyone to erase you from my skin.” I whisper, claiming his lips in a searing kiss, lowering myself down onto his shaft.

He groans into my mouth and my eyes roll into the back of my head. I go slowly, moving inch by inch. I have my toys, but no toys I have are as big as he is. He grips my hips tightly, his fingers sinking into my flesh.

The sound of sex and wetness fills the room while I slowly grind down onto him.

“You are so beautiful, Ronan,” he grits through his teeth looking deep into my eyes.

I don’t respond, but my hips gain a bit more speed. His words of praise are spurring them on.

“You don’t trust me.” he states. He is sure of it. His hungry hands grab at me abruptly, with seriousness. “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, Ronan.”

His hips lift in unison with mine. He holds me down to make sure my clit rubs on his pelvis, and I feel my orgasm cresting, making itself at home at my lower belly.

“I have never wanted, nor needed, anyone as much as I need you,” he continues, matching his words to his thrust underneath me. “I have been a mess for two fucking years, Ljubavi. So don’t youeverdoubt your beauty and what you are to me, Ronan. Don’t you fucking dare.”

I bring myself down harder on him, my eyes glossy with unshed tears. He pulls my face towards his and connects our lips in a whirlwind of forbidden emotion.

“Let me love you…with my body, at least,” he whispers onto my lips.

That sentence alone makes me combust. It unravels me just as much as it breaks my heart. I wrap my hands around his neck, trying not to pull at his hair, and grip him tighter with my thighs. Our chests are pressed together, I feel him shiver at the cold feel of my tiny bars.

“Come with me.” I moan, licking his earlobe.

Noah comes as those words leave my mouth. He pulls back my face, grips it hard and kisses me again. Our kiss lasts centuries. He grinds into me slowly, filling me with hot liquid of his want, and I’ve never felt closer to home than at this moment, now, filled with his seed, warm in his arms.

***

We sit like that for some time, just looking at each other. Caressing, kissing, nibbling. Noah slowly lifts me off of him, and lays me down. He goes back to the door and picks up the blanket off the floor. Tucking me in, he lays beside me.

“Tell me something I don’t know.” I say, fiddling with my fingers.

“Like what?”

“Something I don’t know about you. Something only the closest people to you know.”

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