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“Noah, I said dinner is getting started.” Christine yells again, louder this time.
“Fuck...” he curses into my lips, “I’m fucking coming!” Noah yells back, filling me up to the hilt, his cock twitching and spilling inside me.
Oh my god.
The double meaning of his words has me cackling.
I feel his cock pulse so deep it sends another round of pleasure through me. He smiles softly, and drops gentle kisses on my forehead and cheeks.
“Creampie it is,” he chuckles, nuzzling my nose with his own.
Getting off of me, he bows down and kisses my tummy, my soft rolls rosy after his body rubbing on mine. It makes me blush a little. He lifts me back up after zipping himself back in. My hands find the dress I flicked off of me in the swoosh of passion, and I put it on. Noah laughs as he watches me looking around for my panties.
“They are in my pocket, Ronan. You don’t need them tonight.”
“What?” I cry out.
“I want you hot and bothered. I want you to feel me slowly drip down out of you. I want you to try and keep all of me inside.” His eyes look wild as he’s telling me this. Hunger roams all over his face.
Blush creeps up my cheeks and I nod once again. He kisses me, hard and fiery, which sends my belly into overdrive once more, and then leaves first so I can calm down a bit and brush my hair back into obedience.
If this is how we start it, I guess this is going to be a hard and fast weekend.
15
You Put A Spell On Me - Austin Giorgio
Noah
Christine is sitting next to the small open fire, looking straight at me as I’m descending the stairs. My dad is grilling chicken and vegetables on the open DIY grill, his back turned to me. I smile at her, grabbing a beer from the cooler, pretty sure she is wondering why I yelled at her five minutes ago.
Jensen runs down the stairs right behind me, taking the beer from my hand, tipping his head back.
“Did you boys fight?” Christine asks, and it confirms my previous dilemma.
“Mhmm. He wanted to take the softer bed.” Jensen replies, winking at me, “Like hell would I allow it.”
“Yes, you need to rest your big boy muscles. Right, honey?” Her words make my jaw twitch, as her suggestive eyes roam over my barely legal brother and I feel the urge to strangle the bitch.
“He sure does. He is working out way too much,” my dad replies automatically, never even considering what she just said, or the tone she said it with.
My brother and I exchange glances, and I know exactly what he wants to say. I don’t know how my dad doesn’t notice her words or behavior. Maybe he sees it as motherly love, or he feels like it’s right for Jensen to have someone to be that warm with him, since he never got to spend time with mom.
We circle the fire and drop down on makeshift chairs, which are actually chopped down wood. I look at the nature around us and smile, breathing my own country in. I am happy I come from here, I am happy to know this language and to have this blood run through my veins. I am happy I get to share all of it with Ronan.
My phone beeps in my pocket the moment Ronan joins us outside. She sent me a photo. Her fingers coated inus, with a caption ‘Sorry it took me a while to get DOWN, I had to get OFF once more first’. I choke on the beer and she giggles, knowing she’s the reason for it. I could die a happy man right now, if her laughter was the last sound I would ever hear.
“Do you want some more?” she asks. “Seems like you spat most of yours.”
“No, but feel free to take one for yourself.” I nod to the cooler.
“She is a lady. Ladies don’t drink beer.” Christine says to me.
“Sure they do!” my dad responds. “This is Balkan!”
Ronan, Jensen and I laugh in unison. I haven’t heard him sound so carefree in a long time. I guess he is happy he came back here, at least for a little while. He drops the tongs down and opens a bottle for Ronan. She grabs it with both hands and sits on the plank next to Jensen.Smart girl.
