Page 95 of Echoes of Us

I pressed a little deeper.

“Keep going, keep going, don’t stop. Go slow, but don’t stop,” he instructed, and I did just that.

His hand moved between us, stroking himself slowly. He was so hot, clenching and unclenching around me. The deeper I got, the better it felt. I breathed heavily over his skin, trying to focus on not hurting him while resisting the urge to give in to the overwhelming sensation of thrusting into him.

Reaching the halfway point, Noah’s chest heaved against me. I kissed his neck slowly, trying to distract him. He turned his face away, giving me more room. I pressed a little more, and he groaned again. This time, it didn’t sound like pleasure. I moved to look at him. Noah’s teeth were clenched, and his eyes were tightly closed.

“Noah.”

He shook his head, utterly tense.

“Noah,” I repeated.

He breathed shakily through his nose.

“Please look at me,” I urged.

He opened his eyes. “Keep?—”

“I’m not going to stop, but look at me. You need to relax. You’re too tense. You’re not letting me in.”

He closed his eyes and took a couple of deep breaths, fighting against his body to relax. Finally, I felt him give in, letting me slide deeper.

“That’s it,” I purred, closing my eyes. I kissed his jaw, moving towards his lips, and he kissed me back slowly. “We’ll just give it a minute here.”

I let go of myself and reached for him, gently pushing his hand away to stroke him. He tried to relax on the bed.

The angle was making it more challenging. I grabbed a pillow. “Push your hips up a bit,” I instructed.

He complied, letting me push it under him, lifting his hips. Grabbing the lube again, I applied it to myself and worked the rest on him, stroking quickly. He sighed and relaxed around me.

“That’s better,” he said.

I smiled. “Can you keep doing this for me?” I asked against his cheek.

He grabbed himself again. I reached for the back of his knees and pushed his legs upward, lifting his hips in the process and sinking into him easily. I moaned, feeling him clenching around me perfectly.

“That’s better.”

I pressed my lips to his, and he kissed me back, focusing better this time. I moved my hips back and pushed in again, eliciting a soft sound from his lips. “Is that okay?”

He opened his eyes. “Get all the way in.” Determination laced his tone.

I hesitated, but he nodded, encouraging me. Noah pushed his hips up, drawing me deeper into him. I couldn’t hold back a moan.

“Does that feel good?”

I rested my forehead against his. I assented, moving my hips slowly, savoring the feeling of him enveloping me.

“Now, Atty,” he urged.

I moved my knees closer to him and pushed in as Noah breathed out, feeling myself sink into him almost to the hilt. I clung to his legs, my breathing heavy and uneven as I tried to let him adjust to me.

“Give me a minute.”

“Are you okay?” I kissed his cheek.

“I’m okay.”

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