“Fuck me,” I demanded. I tried to reach for him. “Noah. Fuck me. Now. Fuck me now.”
“Yeah,” he agreed, and slowly dragged his fingers out so they tugged on my rim. His grin was wicked and full of heat as he moved into position, then took his cock in hand so he could rub the head on my pucker. “I’d love to drape myself all over you. To touch and rub. But we’ve got to keep you from hurting the bad way, yeah?”
“Yeah.” I nodded. “Yeah. Noah,please.”
His chuckle was low and dirty. “I’ll give you what you need. Aren’t I good at taking care of your needs?”
He was, and I opened my mouth to tell him that, but he pushed in with one long, slow, smooth thrust that had me moaning and whimpering. I scrambled for purchase on the bed, finally managing to get my fingers tangled in the sheet, and held on until he was balls deep. Noah stared down at where we were joined, and actually grasped my balls to pull them up and out of the way.