Page 45 of Overeager
Eli could get him off just like this, quick and easy with Noah’s … youthful enthusiasm, but Eli already knew what he wanted. He wanted that wide-eyed, desperate appreciation Noah radiated when Eli got his mouth on him.
Eli broke the kiss, dodging Noah’s mouth when he tried to start it up again, twisting out of Noah’s arms instead and scrambling down his body. Eli tugged Noah’s joggers down as soon as he landed on his knees, letting out a harsh breath when Noah’s huge, hard cock bounced in front of his face.
Noah let out a breathless laugh. “What—?”
“Wanna suck you,” Eli told him, peering up at him from the floor, already fisting the base of Noah’s cock. Where his knot might inflate, if Eli blew him just right. “Is that okay?”
“Is that—?” Noah let out a groan, his head banging back against the door, the motion revealing the length of his strong, taut throat.
Eli wanted to bite it.
All in due time.
Meanwhile Noah was agreeing, “Fuckyes, that’s okay.”
Eli let out a happy hum, lapping at the fat, mushroomlike tip of Noah’s cock, where precum was already beading. Salty. Musky. Delicious.
Eli mouthed along the length of him, somewhere between hungry and worshipful. After a moment, Noah’s hands landed on his head, his fingers running through Eli’s strands. He didn’t try to lead him to do anything, just kind of grasped and petted, desperate to touch him in any way he could.
Eli liked that. A lot.
He could feel himself getting slick as he sucked Noah’s cock into his mouth, working his way as far down as he could, which wasn’t even to the edge of where Noah’s knot would inflate. He used his hands to make up the difference, squeezing and stroking in the way he’d learned Noah liked.
Noah wasloudduring blow jobs. Lots of “fucks” and “oh gods” and “shit, yeah, that’s so fucking goods.”
It made Eli wet as hell, and honestly, it was great for the ego.
He got lost in his task, reveling in the heavy weight of Noah’s cock on his tongue, but when Noah began pulling at his hair with purpose, Eli peered up to meet his eyes.
And apparently that was all Noah had wanted because he let out a desperate groan, grunting, “God, yes. So pretty. Gonna come, baby. Gonna make me come.”
Eli hummed his approval, rubbing at his own hard cock through his sweats, his hole clenching around air. He went as deep as he could, gagging himself, but it was worth it when Noah let out a strangled moan, his salty release flooding Eli’s mouth.
Eli swallowed every drop he could, massaging Noah’s burgeoning knot with his hands. It wouldn’t inflate fully without an omega to take it in, but he knew it was a sensitive area regardless.
Plus, it was fun to squeeze. Like a stress ball.
When Noah was done shuddering, Eli slid his mouth down his length once more, lapping at the side of his half knot. And then he sucked.
Noah yelped, his head slamming against the door. “Oh! Ohfuck!”
Eli paused. “Okay?”
The hands in his hair tightened. “Yes. Jesus. Yes. Do it again,” Noah begged. “Fucking fuck.”
Eli grinned. See? So appreciative.
He sucked around the sides of Noah’s half knot, his hand catching at the cum that dribbled out each time he did. It was no wonder it was always such a mess when Noah knotted him, if this wasn’t even half of it.
Eventually, Noah either grew too oversensitive or too impatient, and he slid his hands down to Eli’s shoulders, pulling him up. He licked into Eli’s mouth, sliding his hand inside Eli’s underwear at the same time and grasping Eli’s hard, leaking cock.
Eli was beyond wet at this point, and Noah took full advantage, stroking him in a smooth, squelching glide.
Eli whined into the kiss, bucking his hips.
“That’s it,” Noah soothed, his other hand grasping Eli’s neck lightly, his thumb brushing tantalizingly against his scent gland. “Come in my hand, baby. Gonna taste you after, suck you off my fingers like you sucked down my cock.”
Eli didn’t last long after that.
