Page 32 of Cross My Heart

“I don’t want to share you.”

“You alreadyare,” he says through gritted teeth. “You share me every day. I belong to you, Noah Milner. Yet you share me with her every fucking day.”

“For how long?” I ask him with hope in my heart. Hope that one day he’ll choose me.

“Not long.”

My hand cups his cheek, and he sucks in a sharp breath. “I’d do anything for you,” I tell him. “There’snothingI wouldn’t do for you, Ty. So if you’re going to break my heart, walk away now. Because I wouldn’t survive it.”

Instead of replying, Tyler closes the remaining distance between us and presses his lips to mine softly. My eyes flutter closed of their own accord, and I part my lips as his tongue slips between them. I suck on it, and he moans, his hand tightening on the back of my neck.

And this is when I know that heartbreak is inevitable—no matter what he promises.

I’m too gone for him.

“I need you,” I groan. “Please.”

“What do you need?” he whispers. “Tell me and I’ll give it to you.”

“You,” I whisper back. “I need to taste you.”

I need a distraction.

His eyes widen in understanding, and yet, he shakes his head. “We shouldn’t. You’re vulnerable and?—”

“I want this,” I growl. “I need it.You.”

He hooks his fingers into his shorts and pulls them down. He’s wearing running shorts with built-in underwear, so as soon as he lowers them, his cock slaps against his abs.

I’ve never laid eyes on Tyler’shardcock before, and I’m not disappointed. It’s long and thick, with a slight curve to the right. His head is shiny with pre-cum, and my mouth waters with the need to taste him. The tip is an angry red from how hard he is, and I want to put him out of his misery.

“Fuck, Tyler.” I get between his legs, spreading them, and lick the pre-cum off his slit. “Your dick is so fucking pretty.”

“Oh, fuck,” Tyler says in a groan as I take him into my mouth and suck on the head of his cock.

The musky scent of him invades my senses—all man—and I get dizzy from how much I love it. I hollow my cheeks and suck him on the way up, then relax my throat on the way down and swallow around him. He moans long and loud, and I grab his balls in my hand and squeeze them softly, kneading them.

“Noah, baby,” Tyler moans, grabbing my head with both hands and making me go even lower on his cock. My nose brushes against the trimmed hair at the base, and I inhale sharply through my nose. “That feels so good.”

My belly fills with butterflies at the term of endearment, and I double my efforts, bobbing my head up and down faster, swallowing on the way down with every pass. Soon enough he’s writhing underneath me, moaning and groaning, making the sweetest sounds. Like music to my ears.

I moan as I taste more pre-cum on my tongue.

“Yes. Yes.Yes,” Tyler chants. “Right there, please don’t stop.”

Never.

I hollow my cheeks harder on the way up, and I feel his dick twitch in my mouth. Tyler attempts to shove me off him, but I just double my efforts again, until he’s gripping my head once more and pumping his hips in time with my rhythm.

“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, baby,” he moans, his fingers tightening their hold on me. “Just like that. Oh, hell, I’m gonna come so fucking good. Right now. I’m gonna come. Fuuuuuck.”

His cum shoots down my throat, some of it getting on my tongue, and I love the taste of him. I swallow his load, bobbing my head up to take a deep breath, and then swallow again. When I’m done swallowing, I remove him from my mouth and put him back in his shorts. His eyes are closed, chest heaving, and a smile on his lips.

He looks so fucking beautiful.

Andmine.

So fucking mine.

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