Page 97 of Echoes of Us

He let out a breathless laugh. “What do you think?”

“Please, I just need to hear it.”

Our eyes collided, sending a jolt through me. “Yes, Atty, this feels really good.”

I pushed up a little harder. “Doesn’t hurt?” I managed to ask.

“No, you’re fucking me just right.” That same side smile appeared, his tongue peeking out.

I let go of his legs and moved my hand over him.

“I told you?—”

“Making you feel good makes me feel really good. I just want you to come. I want you to come over me like this,” I said.

He smiled. He braced his other hand by my head, using the leverage to press his hips harder down on me. I arched my back to the feeling.

“Fuck, please just tell me you’re close.” The pleasure escalated through me.

“Are you close?”

I nodded briskly. He sped up his hips, and I cursed again. It was so hard to focus on moving my hand over him.

“Noah,” I moaned loudly, unable to hold back. “Fuck.”

The pleasure tipped over. I let go of him and held onto his hips, my fingers digging into his skin, keeping him close as I came hard, lifting my back from the bed. Noah reached for the back of my neck and held me close. He undulated his hips again, not moving away, letting me ride the rest of my orgasm with his movement. I groaned and breathed out. I panted, trying to slow down my breathing. I dropped back onto the bed and watched the self-satisfied smile on his lips before he leaned down to kiss me. That had been fucking mind-blowing.

“I’m sorry,” I said.

“Don’t apologize. Watching you come like that is amazing.”

“But you—” I started again, and he stopped me with a kiss on my lips.

“I told you to stop thinking about me,” he murmured, his lips brushing against mine before he kissed me again.

When he tried to move away, I urged him back by his chain, deepening the kiss, savoring the taste of him. Hesmiled against my mouth before pulling back. Noah lifted his hips from me, and we both hissed as I slipped out of him. He moved to the bed beside me, and I quickly discarded the condom. Rolling back towards him, I kissed his neck, feeling the coolness of his sweat against my lips.

“You can take a minute.”

I moved down his body, taking him in my mouth and sucking him hard. He gasped and then moaned.

“Fuck, it’s like your mouth was made for that.” His fingers tangled in my hair as he moaned again.

I reached between his legs, pushing two fingers inside him quickly, curving them upwards to find that sweet spot.

“Holy shit,” he exclaimed, his body tensing before melting into the sensation.

A couple of minutes later, he finished in my mouth again, and I swallowed around him. I kissed him up towards his lips, and he kissed me hungrily, his hands roaming over my chest, caressing my skin. My fingers tangled with his chain before moving towards his ribs. He broke the kiss, sighed, and rested his head on the pillows.

“Are you okay?” I leaned on my elbow. His eyes looked greener against his flushed face.

He stroked my cheek gently with his knuckles. “I’m better than okay,” he said with a smile. “Was your first time all you hoped it would be?” I made a face at him, and he chuckled. “I’m not teasing you. I really want to know,” he added earnestly.

“It was amazing, Noah. You’re amazing. I’m sorry if I hurt you,” I told him.

“You didn’t. This time next week, I’ll be taking your cock like a fucking pro.”

He laughed as I moved back on the bed, hiding my face in my hand. How he could say those things with a straight face was beyond me.

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