Page 98 of Noah

"You're sacrificing a lot for me."

Noah rose. "Like I said, I love you. You're mine. You're stuck with me."

I laughed. "I could think of much worse things."

"Not a glowing admiration of my sacrifice but I'll take it." He disappeared into the kitchen and the smell of coffee soon filled the room. I was practically drooling when he handed me a cup.

He leaned close to me as he helped me set the cup on the side table. His soapy essence cut through every other scent in the room. My cock took notice, swelling.

"Can I get you anything else?"

I perused his body from his focused eyes to his strong shoulders, to his tight hips.

"Take off your shirt."

Noah's eyes crinkled as he smiled. "You are feeling better."

"I want some of what's mine."

The look in Noah's eyes changed from loving warmth to fired up desire. He stripped out of his shirt and flung it across the room. "Now what?"

"Your pants … nice and slow."

Noah edged open the button on his pants then dragged his zipper down. I forgot to breathe when he cupped his bulge and moaned, swaying his back, and sticking his ass out.

Slowly off one hip and then the other, the band of his jeans until his trimmed pubes were visible. He crept his jeans down a centimetre at a time, agonizingly drawn out.

I rubbed my cock through my sweatpants as his beautiful one sprang free.

"Straddle me."

"Mm. I like where this is going." Noah climbed onto the couch with incredible care and straddled my hips. He placed his hands on my shoulders. "Now what?"

"Put your arms up over your head." I needed to inhale the intoxicating scent of him. He placed his hands on the back of his head, his chest heaving. I used my good hand to draw him near to me so I could draw my nose along his underarm, his aroma washing over me.

I held his arm in place and licked a swathe through the dense fragrant hair. He tasted of soap and sweat. My senses buzzed, blinding me to my surroundings. This here was heaven.

Noah moaned and squirmed in my lap.

"Fuck, yeah."

I dragged my tongue leisurely until his hair was wet and flat against his skin. Getting close enough to lick his other underarm without the use of my broken arm proved impossible. Without my asking, Noah leaned right in against me, offering himself to me.

He undulated his hips, whimpering as I nosed and licked under his arm until I was satisfied. His scent was fresh on my lips as he took my face in both his hands and kissed me.

I slipped my tongue between Noah's lips and claimed more of what was mine. He dragged his fingers up and into my hair and clung on tight, nearly tipping my head back.

My vision shifted as Noah slipped off my lap, kneeled at my feet, and eased my sweatpants off my hips. He encased my stiff shaft in his fist and ran his tongue across my slit.

I hissed and lifted my hips. He took it as a sign to continue. I reinforced that by running my hands into his hair, clasping his head, and directing his mouth to where I needed it to be.

Noah emitted a sultry wail that sounded like a mixture of pain and pleasure as he took my cock into his mouth. He pumped the base of my shaft as he used his tongue and a perfect amount of suction to bring me to the brink of losing myself. That wouldn't do. I wanted more of him.

"Climb back on. I want to fill you."

Noah rose to his feet. "I'll nip into the bedroom first. Gather supplies."

As he walked past the edge of the couch, I grasped his arm, stopping him. "When was the last time you were tested?" The words came out and then the prayers started.

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