Natalie
Noah's words make my head spin, but all rationality gets pushed away when he steps closer. His cock is freed and hard, hitting his navel, and no memory would ever do it justice.
I bite my bottom lip, wondering what I'm supposed to do now.
I'm inexperienced—Noah is the only man I've ever been with. I lack the courage to initiate something, yet I want his fat cock buried deep inside my wet pussy.
Luckily, I don't get a chance to think about it for too long. Noah's mouth finds its way on top of mine again, unleashing a hungrier torrent of dominating kisses.
Noah climbs up on the couch and pins me underneath his broad chest while continuing to control my tongue. I try to pull away from him between breaths and offer him something, but he isn't letting me.
"Tonight, I will take charge," Noah says, stroking his thumb over my cheek while eyeing my face. He is gorgeous. Dark. Sexy. "But you can swallow my cum tomorrow."
I blush at his words, and his lips curl. Noah seems to draw amusement from my inexperience. Any tease makes my heart pound, and I hold my breath when he slides a hand between my thighs. He cups my soaking wet pussy, smirking before slipping a finger inside me.
"You must really like me," Noah whispers huskily, kissing my lips before adding. "And I like you too—I find it sexy how you're so wet for me already, Natalie. It turns me on. I want you."
I arch my back as he slips in another finger. It feels amazing. My eyes close on instinct, and my breaths turn labored when he presses his thumb against my clit. He rubs it until it swells against his fingertips.
A moan escapes my lips. It's been too long since I've had sex. I'm on edge, balancing on a thin rope—if it breaks, I will plead and beg Noah to fuck me. It's been such a long time since I was this wet.
"Oh-my-god..." I utter when Noah presses his cock against my thighs, allowing me to feel it pulsating.
"Do you want me?"
My reply is a small, "Yes."
Smiling, he reached for his pants, pulling a condom out of his pocket. He hands it to me, and I blink as he watches me with a slight curl to his lips. I realize he wishes for me to put it on, which I do with shaky hands.
Noah's cock is hard and warm, leaking. It makes me wish I could take it into my mouth, but once the condom is on, Noah is once more in control. He pushes me down and attacks my mouth.
There is nothing I can do to stop him. Noah is a force of nature, and my hands hesitantly grab hold of his biceps, squeezing them. It instantly makes my pussy throb with need.
"Fuck..." I swear between kisses, breathing. "I've missed your muscles so much—you're so sexy..."
Noah smiles against the skin on my neck. "Are you always this honest?"
"No, but I never said it before, so..." I inhale sharply, touching him some more and letting myself enjoy him. "I better compliment you now."
His green eyes meet mine in the dark. "Careful. Any more of those compliments might go straight to my head."
"I don't mind..." I moan when his cock slides into me, and my fingertips sink into his flexing muscles. "Your confidence is also a turn-on..."
He smiles and thrusts into me, taking my lips to silence me and keep me from moaning. I can't help but rock against him, meeting his thrusts while feeling goosebumps prickle over my skin.
I've missed his cock so much.
And the way Noah teases my clit while fucking me? It's new, but I love it—it pushes me closer to the edge.
Another moan breaks free between our kisses, and Noah presses his cock harder against me. It feels great when he fills me to the hilt and pulls it out again.
"Oh god... Oh god..."
My fingers grip Noah's muscular arms harder as he buries himself deeper and thrusts in and out of me recklessly. It's dominating and fast—I might not be able to walk after this, but fuck if that doesn't make my pussy swell with even more delicious need.
Using his hips to control me, Noah adds to his pace, and agonizing pleasure starts building in my core.
The only sounds I can make are, "ahhh... ahhh... ahhh..." as he adds more pressure. I shut my eyes and cry out even louder as the pleasure reaches a type of high I've never felt before.
Noah owns my more petite, weaker body with his, and his hands are holding my wrist above my head, forcing me still.
"Look at me, Natalie," Noah says, smirking when I do. "Good, I want you to watch me while I fuck you."
Why did Noah have to be given such a deep, sexy voice?
My pussy is throbbing, and the first orgasm hits me by surprise. It weakens my limbs, but Noah keeps fucking me, which gives wake to another firework.
Fuck, it feels so damn good!
"Oh-my-god..." I breathe. "Yes, yes! Keep fucking me!"
Smirking, Noah presses a long, hard kiss against my lips and then starts fucking me even harder. I suspect this is the speed he likes because he is soon moaning.
I find it incredibly sexy and smack Noah's ass while he fucks me. It takes him by surprise. But he seems to like it when I grab his buttcheeks in my hands, feeling their hard work and the sexy jiggling.
A long, guttural groan erupts from Noah's lips, and I can't take my eyes off him. I'm transfixed by the sight of this big man being caught in a state of pure bliss and agonizing pleasure.
He looks so perfect when he thrusts his cock inside of me.
Feeling more aroused than ever, I grind against him and match whatever Noah gives me.
It makes Noah's lips curl. He is now transfixed by me, yet breathlessly fucking me harder.
"Fuck, Natalie... You're perfect..."
Noah's lips suck the skin around my neck, and my hands travel to his broad and sweaty back. His tongue is wet and warm, and I close my eyes, feeling another orgasm wracking through my body like lightning.
"I'm ahhh—..." I moan in a painful voice. It feels like I'm about to have a seizure from all the pleasure. "I'm going to… Noah... I'm going to…"
"Yes…" he whispered. "I know…"
I take one glimpse of his beautiful face, watching his lustful eyes as he pounds into me, and then I scream his name as I come apart underneath his big body.
Holy shit.
I feel him thrusting into me a few more times. He grips my sides and keeps me still as he reaches his own orgasm.
We just stare at each other for several seconds, panting while eyeing the other person's face. Then Noah bends down, pressing wet kisses against my bare shoulder and traveling his way up to my neck.
It makes me giggle, and he adds more pressure.
I snort. "Stop, that tickles!"
I try to shove him away and press my palm against his chest, but it only makes him smirk against my skin. He is much stronger than me, and he uses it against me by kissing me harder.
Eventually, he slides out of me and stands up from the couch. I sit up and watch him with a thousand questions inside my head. I'm not sure why Noah came here tonight or what it means that we just had sex.
Does it mean anything at all?
"Are you leaving now?" I ask, afraid of the answer.