Page 44 of Switched At Birth

I place his shirt in front of his cock just in time, catching his seed in the soft fabric instead of ruining Kate’s wall. We would literally never hear the end of it.

“You can paint my wall another day, baby,” I rasp in his ear, and my sensual pitch causes him to visibly shudder.

“I need you, Noah. Please.”

I pull back slightly to fish my wallet out of my jeans. “Don’t worry, hon. I’ll always give you what you need, want, and desire.”

My touch returns to his body, moving an arm around to his stomach. He laces his fingers with mine, bringing them up to his lips, feathering kisses on my hand.

With the condom protecting us, I shower him with love bites up and down his earlobe, whispering filthy, filthy thoughts in his ear.

“No more condoms, once we get tested, baby.”

“Yeah, fuck yeah. But fuck me. Please. I need you. I need you so much.”

I never thought I needed another person, not in this way. My brother was my ride and die, but now there’s Ashton. I don’t want to live without him.

“I’ll make it good for you, Ash.” My cock knows his home, and with Ash’s cum used as lubrication, I push, breaching his tightness. “Oh, fuck, but you make it good for me, too, Ash.”

He presses back into me, leaving every nerve ending crying for more.

“Deeper, Noah. Harder. All of that.”

I toss my head, letting out a ring of laughter. “Bossy bottom.”

“Yeah I am, so fucking obey me.”

So, I do. My hands instinctively move to his hips. I pull him closer to me with each thrust, all the time nibbling his ear. “You’re so good, Ashton. You’re my good boy, my bossy good boy.”

“Show me how good I am,” he demands.

Game fucking on. Pushing him against the wall, my arm up by his face, his strong back on display for me, I shove harder inside of him, my orgasm building with each further power push.

“I’m going to come, Ash baby,” I groan.

“Come, Noah. Show me how much I affect you.”

I don’t know if I can ever fully show him how much he affects me, but I’ll make it my life’s mission to try.

My orgasm comes on strong and hard, and I cling to him, arms wrapped around his waist, my chin resting on his shoulder, both of us staring against the wall.

“Fucking Heaven. Noah, you’re ruining me,” he says with a happy sigh.

I kiss his neck and back. “Yeah, but only in the best way.”

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Not so keenon being caught now that the moment has passed, we dress quickly, and I make fast work of cleaning up. Though no bodily fluids are on any part of the studio, I still sanitized the area. The smell of sex is distinct, especially when two large men fuck as intensely as we had.

Ashton slides down the wall, catching his breath. “I don’t think I can walk, babe.” He drops his head back and closes his eyes. “Does Kate have security cameras?”

I flash a mischievous smile at him.

“Seriously, Noah?” His reply is somewhere between humor and irritation.

“Don’t worry, I have it covered.” I circle around the large receptionist’s area, pulling up the security tapes. “I can erase it.”

“I’m so fucking worn out, I can’t even ask how or why.” He closes his eyes, but rewards me with the beginning of a smile starting at the corners of his mouth.

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