Page 15 of Wrap Me Up

“I’m going to make a meal out of you.” He nips at my lips and hops from me.

When I hesitate, he yanks me to my feet by my harness. Using the momentum, he has me right in front of the table. I stumble back into it, bringing him with me and kissing him fiercely. He has me so distracted that when he pulls away; I don’t even care that he’s dropping to his knees yet again and taking my underwear with him. From the floor, he gazes at my mostly naked body.

“Like I said, perfect.” His hands go to my thighs and squeeze.

Moaning, I lean against the table, but that’s not good enough. He’s on his feet again, pressing sizzling kisses to my chest and pushing me back.

“Will it hold me?”

“Absolutely.”

I relax and allow the table to do just that. Noel seems like a man possessed. He grabs his chair and sits directly in front of me, spreading my legs wide.

“Show me how you pleasure yourself. So I know I’m doing it right.”

No one has ever asked that of me. They just want to get things done and I usually come prepared to top. I hadn’t foreseen our first date turning sexual, so I didn’t come with a pack and play, just a packer.

I lean up on an elbow and enjoy my view of Noel in front of me. Spreading my legs further apart, I stroke my cock between my finger and thumb. Something about Noel watching heightens my pleasure.

I throw my head back and moan as I thrust into my stroke. Noel kneads my thighs, his breath ghosts my knee as he leans in.

“Let me take over.” His voice is wrecked.

And I let him. The first guy other than me that’s touched my cock. The first guy I’ve trusted.

Pure bliss rolls down my spine. “Don’t stop.”

“Not a chance.” Noel watches my every reaction. He kisses up my thigh until he’s to the junction where my thigh meets hip. “I’m going to blow you now.”

I nod and that’s all he needs. His tongue darts out and licks the tip, making me suck in a breath. My hands go to the top of his head. My cock will never be as big as a cis one, not without surgery or magical intervention, but I’m happy with the size I got from hormones. Noel swirls his tongue around my cock and I’m about done in.

“So good. Don’t stop. Don’t stop,” I chant and tighten my hold in his hair.

He sucks and I’m gone. My toes curl. My head goes back. With a shout, I come hard, holding him in place until I float down from the high of orgasm.

“So sexy,” Noel says as he licks his lips, then wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.

I go limp on the table, my legs no doubt too weak to hold me. “Noel. That was…” I wave my hand around, not able to form words. “Amazing.” I can’t wrap my head around how he didn’t hesitate once. He just accepted me as is. Why can’t other guys do that? It makes my heart ache.

Noel pulls me to a sitting position and tugs me further down by the harness to give me a passionate, dirty kiss. I can taste myself on his tongue. “Let me return the favor.”

“Later. Right now is all about you.” Noel leans back and takes me all in again. Usually I’d feel like I was under a microscope, but with him I know he’s just admiring what he sees and that makes me feel like a god. He smiles brighter than I’ve seen in ages. “How about I grab you something comfortable to put on? Dinner will be done shortly. I want you to relax.”

When I nod, he scurries from the kitchen. He’s back with a pair of soft looking dark green sweatpants I slide on. They’re a little snug because I’m a touch more muscular than he is, but they aren’t uncomfortable.

I hadn’t realized he’d already put the salmon in the oven until the scent permeates the kitchen. My mouth waters as we wait for our meal.

“Are you sure I can’t do anything? I feel lazy just sitting here.”

“You’re always rushing around. Please, just relax.” Noel walks over and kisses my temple. It’s so sweet I want to cry.

Chapter 12

Noel

I made Tinsel come. My head spins as I plate dinner. I made Tinsel come. Me. He’s giving me the softest smile when I turn.

“Are you okay?” My face scrunches at how he seems so subdued now. Had I done it wrong? I thought—

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