Page 29 of Switched At Birth

I would never be opposed to it. I burn his face into my memory, and the way it tenses with pleasure every time he moves in and out. His fingers dance up my stomach, stopping at my chest. They flick the studs in my nipples and it only serves to revive my pleasure with each push. His speed increases, and I grip his arms. I’m not ready for this to be over.

“Slow down. I want you in me longer.”

“Bossy bottom,” he replies, but he does as I ask. “Don’t worry, I’m not ready for this to be over anytime soon.”

I reach for his chest, but set my hand over his heart. It’s strumming, each beat faster and faster.

“My heart beats for you, Ash,” he whispers, kissing a trail down my jaw.

Oh, my fucking heart can’t handle any more sweetness. I’m not used to it. But, I’m finding it’s just one way he’s capturing my heart.

“I feel so close to you now.” He brushes the back of his knuckles over my cheek.

I can’t speak. I’m lost in the moment, and every bit of resolve I’ve built up over the years, when it comes to giving a guy my heart, crumbles.

My body won’t last, and as my balls begin to tighten, I realize I can’t hold it in.

“Fuck, I lied. Ash, oh, Ash! I’m about to come, baby.”

I can’t open my mouth to tell him the same, but when my release splatters his stomach and mine, he begins to come, his face tightening in pleasure and turning a light shade of pink.

But his smile never falters.

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Noah

My fingers wraparound his short hair, so thick that it immediately stands on its ends. He’s on his back, and I’m propped up on my side, my elbow giving me elevation to watch him as he breathes.

“I can feel you staring at me, and it’s a bit freaky,” he utters, sleepiness making his voice gruff.

“Just a little freaky?” I question.

His smile, with his eyes closed, is peaceful, and I want to re-explore what we experienced last night.

“Maybe it’s a little sweet, too, you watching me when you could be sleeping.”

I nuzzle my nose down toward his. “I don’t want to sleep, Ash. Believe me, I have better ways to spend our time.”

He rolls over before he opens his eyes to examine my face. “Really? Well, I have nowhere to be today, so…”

My hand moves under the sheets, coming to rest on his muscular abs. “How do you stay in such great shape?”

He slowly opens his eyes. “I’m about to show you how I’m going to stay in good shape after today, that’s for sure.”

I roll him over, and he’s on his back again, as I rest on top of him. “Yeah, this may be my favorite form of exercise, too, Ash. By the way, I could give two shits about morning breath. I want every part of you.”

He flashes me a smile, and I see so much of me in him. Opposites attract, they say, but I don’t think it’s the case with us.

“Kate may hate us. I should be working, but all I can think about is your ass, your tongue, your mouth, and everything that we can do to one another,” I mutter before my mouth crashes to his and I’m lost in us, but he quickly pulls away.

“Did you hear that?” he asks, and his eyes flash with fear.

“What?” But before the word actually clears my mouth, I do hear it.

“Sure, Dad. And yes, I’ve tried to call Noah. He’s not picking up. I assume he’s busy,very busy.”

“Fuck,” I swear under my breath. “It’s my brother.” What the fuck is he doing down at the marina on a Thursday morning? He never takes a day off, not when his goal is to become a partner by the time he’s twenty-eight.

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