Fixing Noah / Finding Noah - #ForNoah | +18 | BWWM

25 | This One is for Me

My breathing is erratic as my hips move in little circles to get closer to his touch. Noah's full attention is scary. He puts his hand under my butt, pushes it up. His head drops to my center. His rough beard rubs against my inner thigh. Oh shit, this is new. He's never...

"oh..." my body arcs to meet his lips as they brush against my sex. My hands grab for his long hair. My urge for more is a real molten thing growing in my center. He circles my hard, throbbing clit. Around and around the little pearl, just out of reach of what I need. I shift my hips, chasing it. Chasing him as everything I need at that moment he could give to me. If he would just...IF HE WOULD JUST! His eyes lock to mine and he watches me with his lips locked onto my overheated pussy. He lifts his head just enough so I can see his tongue play between my pussy lips. Noah's eyes on mine and his tongue move to my exposed hard clit. His tongue flicks over my clit. "Yes, yes, please." the breathy words drip from me. A hard clench at my center as I race towards the edge of the cliff. Into that deep blue, forever ocean. Please...

"Please.." becomes a nearly silent chant, barely noticeable. I squirm under his touch, trying to move close and farther away at the same time. He holds me down. I bite my lower lip as the very center of me explodes out. I shake under this man. I try to move away from the goodness it's too much. He holds me in place to take it. Slowing down, licking at every creamy bit of me he can get to. I run my fingers through his hair, riding out his eagerness. Fuckk... The shudder of another orgasm on its heels if he keeps at this.

"Noah?"

"Yes?" He lifts his head.

"Come up here. I'm not sure how much more I can take. It's too good." And he was too good at this. His weight atop me, I kiss him, tasting my creamy self all over his lips. I wanted all of him, everything I could get. I didn't want to deny myself anything. Just this one for me. I repeated it like a prayer to myself. That hard pull from my chest at the thought. I push on. My hand on Noah's broad chest. He lifts up and I turn over. Setting up on all fours. I was not fucking around.

His cool fingertip touches my exposed lower back lightly. Cold goosebumps prickle my dark skin at his soft touch. Soaked, shifting my hips back and forth atop the bed, my pure frustration on display. My mind locks on to a trail of wetness running down my inner thigh to the bed. Nothing was happening. Not a shift of the bed other than his fingertip against my lower back. I was hanging out in the wind with nothing. What the fuck? He wasn't moving, and it took me a second to figure it out.

I turn my head and view the dressing mirror on the vanity in front of the bed. Noah's broad back on display and no movement. Sometimes I forget he was a virgin not too long ago. But we have been keeping it mostly basic. Super basic, like teenagers rushing to get to the point most of the time with very little frills. I sit up on my knees and lean back into his chest.

"Noah?" In a simple check if he's ok.

No answer from him. His hot breathing against the back of my neck. But no answer. I like this place against him. Molded together, but not fully together yet.

"I'm not expecting circus tricks and Kamasutra fuckery, promise."

"Ok," was his gruff answer. I turn my head and he kisses me. His large hand wraps around my waist. My ass moves up in down his hard length, good still in a good place. Then I turn back and I smile into our kiss. Shifting my knees open a little wider. Reach between us to hold his hard cock, rubbing the head with my thumb through his velvety pre-cum. His muscles tighten at each swipe of my thumb. Then line him up to me.

He thrust up into my slickness, burying himself deep inside of me. Noah grunts into my mouth. I break the kiss, biting my inner cheek to hang on to the moan. Try to stay quiet as possible. He fills me up, and it still burns a little. I never got used to his size. No matter how many times I've had him, it's always this fullness that is overwhelming at first. As the fullness eases away, my hips circle down to meet him. Searching for just the right depth.

I fall forward and push my ass back to his thrusts. That moan I've been hanging on to breaks free. Both his hands push my thighs wider, exposing more of me to his length. Noah's thrusts are slow movements but give me no room to do anything but take him. He knows my body, and he knows what he's doing to it now that he's found his rhythm. My inner core grasps for his cock, clenching hard to keep him just a little longer. The frantic all-outpace he won't let me have is building something bigger than what I thought could be. It builds behind my mind, behind my eyes, in the center of my body, spreading out and tightening into a smaller ball. I bite my lip and his gigantic hands make sure I keep coming back onto his thick cock in just the right way repeatedly. I can't...the orgasm came and has me in its hold. It's just a cliff that I have no choice but to jump off the edge into the ocean. I look back at Noah, his ocean eyes are centered on the place where we are joined chasing the edge together.

Light blasts behind my eye as I bare down hard. Noah's big arm comes under me, pulling me up to him. With my back against his chest, I turn my head and Noah kisses me. As wave after wave of ecstasy hits me, he grunts into my mouth.

"Good," Noah says. It's to the point and very Noah. I feel his smile against my lips.

"So, good," I answer because it's what I needed for our connection. All of it. He stays deep in me as he lays me back in the bed. My back into his chest, with his big body wrapped around mine. Fully little spoon surrounded by the scent of ocean and woods. Mixed with us together. Noah cuddles into me and he slips off into sleep. His breathing became deep and regular against the back of my neck.

I closed my eyes and the tears I was holding back when I opened the door finally fell quietly without waking him up.