Page 141 of Splintered Hearts

His hot breath makes my thighs fall back wider and when he sucks one of my balls between his lips, I moan. Noah knows exactly where to touch... where to lick... where to suck.

I brace for penetration but the warm, wet stroke of his tongue shocks my hole.

“Oh, fuck.” That feels . . . Holy shit.

“So fucking pretty,” Noah smirks, shaking his head and rubbing his thumb along my sensitive hole. “Fucking beautiful.” All the nerves I’ve been holding inside loosen and leave as Noah dives back in. I don’t soften, I melt against his tongue. Warm liquid heat fills my belly. Heat scorches my skin. Noah moans between my cheeks.

Looking up, Noah reaches out a finger, playing with my rim. Nerve endings I didn’t know existed light up. I’m not worried about the pain so much as I want Noah to enjoy himself. I don’t want to fuck this up.

“You might not like it. That’s all okay. Whatever you feel like doing, we’ll do.”

I nod, looking up at the ceiling as Noah’s finger presses inside. The slight burn makes me gasp but like before there’s a pleasurable edge to it. Noah sits on his knees between my legs. His other hand squeezes my calf. I try and relax. The sensation is both terrible and oddly amazing.

“I’m okay.”

Noah kisses the inside of my knee, slowly stretching me open. Moving closer between my legs, Noah draws one of my balls into his mouth. Okay. Woah. Holy shit, yeah. That is... something.

Noah coaxes me open, sucking my balls and my cock in time with his fingers, entering a third before I know it. I start to grind down on his fingers. The slight burn is gone. Working his fingers, thrusting with more ease, Noah twists them inside, searching for that spot.

I palm my heavy balls, feeling my hole tighten around his fingers. Squeezing my eyes shut, I jerk my cock, humming with the first promise of climax. My thighs are now spread as far as they’ll go as Noah fingers me. I can’t imagine how obscene I lookright now and I don’t give a fuck. “Hey, Jamie.” His soft voice snags my attention. “How’s this?”

I jolt, bearing down on his fingers while heat squeezes my cock. I’m dripping down my fist as he does it again. “Holy f-fuck, Noah.” I clench my stomach but Noah doesn’t stop, alternating between stretching me and ringing that bell inside me. I’m going to come. I’m—“Noah, fuck, I’m—” My balls start to draw up. “Noah sto—”

I lose his fingers, feeling strangely empty. Grabbing the lube, he slicks his cock. “I love you.” I can’t stop thinking it—saying it. I feel too much and that doesn’t feel like enough.

Noah smiles. “On your stomach. It’ll be easier. Angles and whatever.”

“I want to see you, though.”

Something softens in his eyes. Leaning over, he slowly strokes his cock. Kissing my lips, he sighs. “Sweet man.” He kisses the side of my face and I grab his ass, pulling him against me, desperate for that feeling again.

I can’t get enough of him, relaxing as his cock rubs along my inner thigh. It’s proportionate to his size. “Go slow.” Most of my life I felt like less than nothing and it’s taken months for Noah to help me realize I’m more. More than the tragedies that happened to me or the shitty people who abused me. I’m more than my trauma and terrible past.

Simply, I’m his.

I tense a bit when I feel his head nudge my hole. “Relax, okay?” Noah eases in slowly. My body shuts down immediately. It’s a bit more than his fingers prepared me for. It burns but there’s a heavy caress to the pain that strokes my cock as he enters me. While I’m not crazy about this, I don’t want to stop. Not when I can feel the promise of pleasure as Noah takes shape inside me. Bottoming out, Noah kisses my chest. “Holy fuck, baby.” It’s almost too much. “You okay?”

“I need a minute.”

He kisses me softly as my thighs widen, fitting against him. Pulling out, he pours more lube on his cock, stroking himself.

“What is it?” Noah laughs softly. “You look like you want to eat me.”

“You’re my best friend.”

Noah frowns, swiping at his eyes, not meeting mine. “I’m supposed to be a rugged dominant man right now. Stop making me want to cry!” Taking a deep breath, he shakes his head. “Now stop being mushy. I need to be at my masculine peak.”

“Noah,” I blink at him flatly. “Shut up and fuck me.”

“Oh, yes. Good. I like that.” Noah focuses and all the humor in the room dies as he slips inside me. It hurts a bit, but I don’t care. “Fuck, you feel amazing. So hot and tight. Fucking perfect.” As he eases in to his base we catch our breaths. Noah’s fingers find my soft cock and slowly massage me.

“Do you want to stop?”

Instead of answering I grab his hips, holding him steady against me. The fullness is a lot but it’s not uncomfortable. “I’m alright.” Smoothing my hands over his hips, I soak in the feeling of being so close to him. “Move, baby.”

Noah watches the place we connect, slowly rocking his hips. The first full thrust knocks the air from my lungs. Clutching onto Noah’s arms I breathe through the slight pain, feeling the way it morphs slowly into something pleasurable. My body relaxes. The weight of the pleasure builds in my stomach. “It’s just...” Noah groans, speeding up. “So good.” Really fucking good.

“Baby, I need—” What? What do I need? I’m not even sure. Fire licks up my spine and I look down at my cock, now leaking precum across my belly. Noah’s eyes go to it, lighting up.

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