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Aden smirks. His free hand tightens its grip at the back of my head, before he pulls his fingers out of my mouth, replacing it with his dick. I take him all in one go, until he almost hits the back of my throat.

“Fuck!” Aden curses.

Yes! This was the reaction I was hoping for. I press my tongue against the shaft of his dick, keeping my lips sealed tightly around it, while hollowing my cheeks. Aden groans. I let his cock slip out of my mouth before targeting its tip, licking it with the tip of my tongue before using my whole tongue again. Wrapping my lips around his tip again, I take his cock in, moving my head.With each move, I take more of him in my mouth. When I look up at Aden, I can see his eyes pinned to me. The way he looks at me makes my own cock harden so much, I need to fight the urge to touch myself. I was never too keen on giving blow jobs, but fuck, doing it for Aden just feels different.

To distract from my own erection, I move my hand to his balls, squeezing them gently.

“Noel,” Aden groans. “I am going to come.”

I flash him an innocent gaze that’s supposed to say ‘And?’

“If you want me to come inside you tonight, this is the moment to stop,” Aden smirks. “Not that I mind coming into your pretty mouth.”

I give his dick one last suck, before letting it slip out of my mouth. “I want you inside me.”

Aden pulls me up on my feet, keeping me upright when they buckle slightly. Fuck! Being on my knees for a long time really isn’t too comfortable. I forget all about it, though, when he smashes his lips against mine. A moment later, I find my back on the bed, with Aden’s slick fingers between my ass cheeks, probing my hole before pushing a finger inside me. He hasn’t even bothered to take off his sweater, and something about that is just turning me on so much.

I don’t need much preparation. We’ve been sleeping with each other pretty regularly, and I have gotten accustomed to his size. Despite this, I still love it when he angles his fingers and finds my prostate.

“Aden,” I moan, gripping some strands of his hair. “I want you inside me! Aden!”

“Quiet,” Aden grins. “Or someone will hear us.”

“Like I give a fuck now,” I groan.

Aden pulls his fingers out of me, grabs my legs, and puts them on his shoulders. Fuck, yeah, I will feel him so deep inside me like that. He enters me in one go, capturing my lips with a kissbefore I can scream his name. I grip the bed frame for balance while Aden thrusts into me, doubling me over with every thrust. He is so deep inside me, it makes my head spin, but I just want more.

“More,” I beg. “Aden, harder!”

“Damn it,” Aden curses. “Oliver will have to get over it.”

With that, he gives in to my demands, thrusting into me fast, making it impossible for me to keep my moans quiet. When Aden wraps his hand around my cock, brushing his thumb over my tip, I can’t help but tremble. My walls around his cock clench up, making him groan. “You are so unbelievably hot, Noel. I love you.”

No one has ever said that to me before him. Hearing it in bed hits differently, though. It makes my walls break down. Letting go of the bedrest, I cling to Aden instead. “I am coming,” I moan.

“Good,” he mutters, moving his lips to my collarbone and sucking at it.

I feel my body tensing up, and my toes curl while my body finds its release. I try not to make too much noise, boring my nails into Aden’s shoulder instead and biting down on my lips. My body still shivers when I feel Aden’s hot seed fill me up.

I have never had a guy come inside me, and feeling how Aden’s hot seed fills me up… just hits differently. It’s like he is marking me as his completely.

We lay there, both panting, before Aden kisses my forehead and gently pulls out of me. He cups my cheek with his hand. “That was amazing.”

“We are always amazing,” I mutter.

“We are quite compatible, it seems.” He smiles. “Wait here, I will clean you up.”

I am relieved I don’t have to wobble through the corridor to the bathroom and instead have him deal with everything. Aden is only gone for a couple of minutes. When he returns, he iswearing a bathrobe and holds a wet washcloth. I close my eyes, letting him clean me up the way he wants. Something about this makes me feel so warm and loved.

For a while, I just doze off in Aden’s arms afterwards. Something he said before still lingers with me, about how compatible we are. I turn my head, pressing my cheek against his chest. “Isn’t it funny how well we click?”

“Like I said, we definitely are compatible,” Aden says.

“Aren’t you surprised about that?”

“I don’t know,” he muses. “When I met you for the first time, on our first date, when you had me come to your awful bar—”

I scrunch my nose. “Sorry for that.”