Page 37 of Overeager
“Oh.” Noah gave him a relieved smile. “I’m gonna fuck you, don’t worry.” His smile shifted to a look of determination. “And I’m going to last longer than two seconds this time. This is justa warm-up. I can’t not come while eating your ass for the first time.” He shrugged. “Sorry.”
“Oh. Um.” Eli turned back around. “Carry—carry on, the—Oh!” The last word was cut off with a moan as Noah speared him with his tongue, growling hungrily like some sort of beast.
Apparently, Eli’s fumbling words hadn’t ruined the mood as far as Noah was concerned.
Eli was just wondering how to warn Noah he was going to collapse when Noah’s hand snaked around, thumbing Eli’s cockhead, and that was it. Electricity zipped up Eli’s spine, and he began chanting mindlessly, “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck.”
Noah popped off with a growl. “Yes. Fuckingyes.Come on my tongue, baby.”
Eli reached a hand back and shoved Noah back where he needed him. If he was going to come on Noah’s tongue, he needed that tongue back inside him.
He wailed as the shattering wave of his orgasm hit him, drowning him in sensation. “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my goddddd.”
The roaring in his ears was so loud he barely registered the slick sounds of Noah beating off, or the hot splash of Noah’s cum against his leg as his own release splattered against the shower tile.
But he was grateful for Noah’s big hands gentling his glide down to the tile as Eli’s knees finally gave out.
They sat at the bottom of the shower, both of them panting like they’d just run a marathon (as if Eli wouldever), and then Noah gave him a glowing grin, his dimples on full display. “So, like, just give me ten minutes.” He glanced down at his softening cock and grimaced. “Maybe twenty.”
Eli laughed, bright and giddy.
It turned out bad decisions felt really, really good.
10
Noah
Any thoughts Noah had of demonstrating his youthful recovery time had to be stowed away when Eli’s stomach rumbled loudly as they dried off from the shower.
Eli flushed immediately, his cheeks a bright pink. “Um …”
Too fucking cute. Noah had to grin at him. He was very,verypleased that Eli seemed so determined for them to fuck, but he could be a gentleman and put aside his horniness to make his new … boyfriend? … lover? … omega professor he was obsessed with …?
Whatever they were calling it, Noah could make him breakfast before they got down to doing the deed.
Although, he sincerely fucking hoped they’d still be doing the deed.
He needed to stop calling it “doing the deed,” didn’t he?
“Do you have eggs?” he asked as he wrapped his towel around his waist.
Eli nodded, still blushing as his stomach growled yet again, and then he was handing Noah a soft robe as he tugged on a matching one, both of them pale green and striped.
“Was this your ex’s?” Noah asked, fingering the soft fabric. Maybe it was a stupid question to ask, but he couldn’t resist. He was curious about the asshole. He couldn’t imagine having been married before. Couldn’t imagine having that kind of intimacy with someone and then having it taken away.
Couldn’t imagine letting Eli slip from his grasp.
But Eli was shaking his head. “No. Richard …” He shrugged, nibbling at his lower lip. “Well, he didn’t leave anything behind. I just liked the robe so much I bought a spare.”
Noah slipped it on. It was way too short for him—it wasn’t like he and Eli wore the same size clothes—but it was hard to mind when Eli’s gaze kept dropping to Noah’s bare thighs, his eyes darkening.
Noah groaned, averting his gaze from Eli’s lustful one and grabbing his hand. “You’re not allowed to look at me like that yet. Not until you’ve eaten.”
He tugged a bashful Eli to the kitchen and set him at one of the counter stools, rummaging in the fridge for eggs and butter. He found a loaf of bread by the toaster and searched the cabinets beneath for a pan. “Scrambled okay?”
“Um, sure.” Eli sounded almost hesitant, so Noah turned, only to find the omega looking at him with a kind of fond surprise. “You’re very comfortable in the kitchen for a coed.”
Noah grinned. “I’m not some sort of culinary genius, just to warn you. But I made stuff for my siblings when my parents had to work late. Or early.”
