“Took your time,” he comments, forcing himself to slow down.
“Looks like I was about to miss the party.” I stroll into the room and climbing onto the bed, drop the condoms and lube beside us. Crawling across the bed, I sit astride him.
His eyes fill with more heat as I lean over and swirl my tongue around the tip of his cock. “You taste good.” I trace the slit with my tongue and lick the pre-cum that’s slowly flowing.
Before I can take him fully into my mouth, I find myself flipped to my stomach with my pulsing dick trapped between my stomach and the bed. Noah lifts my hips up, and widens my legs before he starts to massage between them.
Groaning, I push back against his hand and curse when the head of my dick rubs against the bed. All I want is the friction to heighten my pleasure but, instead, I grip the quilt with my hands to force myself to stay put—to not move.
Looking down, not only do I feel the pre-cum leaking uncontrollably from my dick, but I can also see it wetting the bed. The head is bulging red, and I need…I need…something.
Then Noah breaches the ring of muscle of my ass and I nearly fly forward. He quickly reaches around me and grips the base of my cock, stopping me from moving. It doesn’t stop the pleasure rippling along my length or the pre-cum leaking everywhere.
“Fuck, Ramon. I need to get inside you before I come…or you do.”
“Yes,” I groan.
“I need to watch you, Ramon…sit on me.” Noah removes his fingers from me and slowly releases my dick.
Lying on his back, he passes me a condom.
Ripping it open with my teeth, I take the rubber and torture him by slowly rolling it down his length before coating him with lube. Tipping forward, I place him at my entrance.
Noah wraps his hand around my dick, causing pleasure to ripple through me. Gasping, I slowly push down and moan as Noah slowly gives me all of him.
Fully seated on him, I can’t move. The excitement of having him inside me is overwhelming. The feel of his solid length filling me is going to have me coming without any more stimulation. My cock is so excited that it’s leaking all over Noah’s stomach and his thumb as he rubs against the slit.
I need to move.
Rocking forward, Noah’s hand tightens around my dick. “This is going to be really, really quick,” I growl as Noah pumps my cock.
“Yes…finish us, Ramon,” he begs.
Rising on my knees slightly, I start a slow rocking motion—back and forth—and the faster his fist moves on my dick, the faster my hips rock.
There is no way I’m going to last any longer. As I feel the explosion building in my balls, Noah thrusts up into me and hits my gland. My eyes roll backwards and, just like that, I start to come. I hear Noah curse as he holds me still with a hand gripping my hip, while he continues to grip and stroke my overexcited dick.
Peeling my eyes open, I meet Noah’s burning gaze and watch him come down from the high. He smiles softly, and glances at his hand, still on my semi-hard shaft.
I grin.
His stomach, chest and hand are covered with my jizz.
“I like that look on you,” I comment.
“Me too.” His smile slips. “I’ve missed you, Ramon.”
I lean down and not giving a shit about the mess between us, I kiss him. “I missed you as well.” I smile. “Let’s see if you still think you missed me after we’ve had lunch at my parents’ house tomorrow.”
Noah
Hearing Ramon talk about his family and actually being in the same room with them are two different things entirely. I obviously never did the math because standing in the corner of the room as they all catch up with each other is overwhelming.
“You’ll get used to it,” Carla comes up on my right and whispers.
“Hmm.”
She nudges me.
“Okay, what’s really going on with you, Noah?”
I shove the bottle of beer into my other hand so I’m free to wrap my arm around my sister.
I kiss her on the top of her head. “Please, don’t worry about me. I’m fine.” I smile. “I’m better than fine.”
“Oh, yeah.”
“Oh, yeah,” I chuckle.
“Pippa likes you,” Carla comments as she notices her smiling at us. “She’s really big on family so you being here with us all, and especially me, is making her happy.”
I wish I could be sure that’s the reason for the smiles. She makes me nervous.
“Noah,” I turn hearing Ramon’s voice, “I’d like you to meet my brother, Michael, and his wife, Lily.”
Smiling, I return their greeting.
My first impression is that Michael is the serious McKenzie brother, but then he looks at his wife and his whole face changes. He seems to be having trouble keeping his hands off his wife as well.
Lily is smaller than Michael, and looks radiant with her pregnancy quite obvious.
“Carla, it must be heartwarming to have your brother home,” Lily comments.
“It is.” Carla cuddles against me and I realize how badly I hurt her when I left without a word.