Page 27 of Switched At Birth

I’m naked, and I figure there’s no sense in getting dressed. I push out of the tiny bathroom, and his eyes drop down to my penis, hunger flaring in their depths.

“Oh, fuck. You’re ready to get down to business right now.” His arm wraps around me. “And I’m so fucking down for it.” He tugs me out of the galley, bringing me closer to him and the couch he’s made into a bed while I was preparing myself.

“I feel overdressed, baby.”

I rake my eyes up and down his body. “Yeah, I’d say you are.”

He happily strips, and fast. I’m unable to enjoy the process, but then again, I’m staring at his trail leading down to his dick and his V, which is nicely designed, if I say so myself.

“I love your body, Noah James.”

His wink has my heart leaping. “Ditto, baby.”

He steps up close to me, and we’re skin to skin. When he picks me up, I wrap my legs around his waist, marveling at his strength. His muscles flex with my weight on him, but his chiseled cheekbones are what I focus on. Kneeling onto the bed, he gently places me on it. His body is parallel to mine, and he takes a moment as he stares into my eyes.

“Are we crazy?”

“You’re going to have to be a bit more specific,” I say with a snicker.

“How close we’ve become in a matter of days.”

“If it’s crazy, then we can be crazy together.”

My response seems to be the correct one, and he covers my body with his. I never imagined that anyone’s touch would feel so inviting, like a home. But his does.

Our kiss deepens, and we’re too lost in each other to think rational thoughts. I never dreamed that someone’s touch on my skin could be so electrifying.

He pulls back, and his lips curve up into a large smile.

“You’re so responsive every time my body moves closer to yours.”

His fingers massage my head as he tenderly looks into my eyes.

“I can’t wait to be one with you, Ash. This is different.You’redifferent.”

No one can convince me otherwise, either.

I move my hand down our bodies, and I begin to stroke his cock. “Don’t worry, I want you inside of me as much as you want it, too,” I assure him. “I’ve already prepped myself,” I add, letting him know that there’s nothing stopping us from being together. “But also, I can wait, and make out with you more. There’s a lot of things I’d like to do to your body, baby.”

“Yeah?” he asks. “Well, good thing we have all night and the next night and the next night and then after that, more nights together.”

His answer is everything. “Then what are you waiting for? Take me, Noah. Make us one together. I have a feeling tonight is going to change everything.”

He pushes my body down. “I love that you took the initiative, but next time, I must see you stretch yourself, baby.”

Why is it hot thinking about him watching me as I stretch my hole for his cock? "No problem, Noah. No fucking problem at all."

He settles himself between my legs, kissing the skin on the inside of my thighs. His whispers are intelligible. “I want you so much, Ashton.”

“And I want you too.”

He flips my legs up, my ass in the air. “Your ass is so sexy, and this hole, when I fill it up, there will be no doubt we belong together.”

“There’s no doubt now, baby, no doubt at all.” My words come out as a breathy whisper.

His laughter is the prelude to the melody that will play on continuous repeat for us.

“Tell me something about you. Something I don’t know.” There’s a pop in the air. It’s distinct. He has the lube. His finger breaches me, and it’s welcomed.

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