Page 154 of Best Served Cold

“Yeah,” he panted. “Need it.”

Carefully, I pulled my fingers free. “Do you want me to use a condom?”

“No.” He scooped up the lube and pressed it into my hand. “Want to feel all of you.”

I shuddered and quickly slicked my length up. I couldn’t wait to be inside him again.

He lifted his knees and spread his legs wide, holding them up by his shoulders. I tapped at his hole with my cockhead.

“Ready?” I murmured.

He nodded.

I pushed in, going harder than the first time when I hadn’t had a clue what the fuck I was doing.

He opened for me, and I slid in a couple inches. His eyes tightened and he drew in a hissing breath.

“You okay?”

“Yeah, just a bit sensitive.”

“We don’t have to. I can jerk off.”

“Fuck no.” He gripped my ass and dragged me closer.

Half my cock was in him now.

Taking a page out of his book, I rocked my hips, gently working the rest of me inside him.

“Kiss me,” he whispered when I was fully seated.

I did, slanting my mouth over his, pulling halfway out, then slowly pushing back in.

Noah sighed against my lips and hooked his ankles together under my ass, keeping me close as we rocked together. Gone was the desperation and consuming need from before, but this gentle and sweet lovemaking was just as passionate and fulfilling.

I was in love with him.

The realization hit hard. So did my orgasm.

I came, shaking and jerking over him as I kept our mouths sealed together. Partly to keep quiet, but mostly because I wasn’t done kissing him.

He met my kisses, his big hands roving over my back as he held me close with his legs.

When I was finally done, I collapsed on him in a mindless heap. “Did I win?” I asked dazedly.

He rumbled deep in his chest and gently stroked my hair. “Not sure. I think we both need to work on our skills.”

“Well, you know what they say, practice makes perfect.” I brushed some damp hair back from where it had fallen over his forehead. “Next time I think we should break out Googly Eyes.”

Noah’s laugher was loud and booming and unrestrained. His real laugh.

My throat tightened as happiness filled my chest. As much as I’d enjoyed pissing him off, seeing him smile and making him laugh was a thousand times better.

“And what would we do with old Googly Eyes?”

“I think one of us should wear it while we fuck the other.”

He smile-smirked in that sexy way that would have made my dick twitch if it weren’t down for the count. “I bet I can outlast you.”

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