Page 17 of Overeager (Extra Credit #1)

But Eli nodded, biting the inside of his cheek to hide his grin.

“One … two … three!”

They kept eye contact with each other as best they could while stripping off their clothes, and Eli couldn’t help his giggle when Noah tripped while pulling off his jeans and underwear, cursing and catching himself on the bathroom sink.

But the giggle caught in Eli’s throat when his gaze landed on Noah’s cock, already hard and bobbing in the air.

God, he was big.

Eli was going to have that inside him again, wasn’t he?

His hole clenched at the thought, slick escaping him.

Noah inhaled sharply, a low rumble leaving his throat, and suddenly the tension in the air was thick enough to cut with a knife. “You smell so good, Eli.”

“I smell like gin.”

“Like gin,” Noah agreed with a smile. “And like slick.”

Well, then.

Eli stepped into the shower, sighing at the warm spray. Heat engulfed his back as Noah followed closely behind. “Let me wash you.”

Like Eli was going to argue with that. Apparently it was a morning for pampering, and he’d already decided to let it happen with the coffee. What was one more unbelievably sweet gesture to add to the pile?

He tilted his chin to the bodywash he favored, grimacing when Noah picked up the sparkly purple loofah next to it. “A gift from Faith,” he explained at Noah’s raised brow.

He turned, presenting his back. If he knew anything about dual showers, Noah was going to half-heartedly scrub at his back and then probably immediately take advantage and toy with his ass.

But Noah turned him gently back around until Eli was facing him, gazing into his eyes as he brushed the loofah over Eli’s chest. Eli had noticed before that Noah’s eye color was hard to place, a light brown that sometimes seemed green in the right light.

His blond curls were plastered to his head by the water, and he still had his silver necklace on.

He was gorgeous.

“How was your week, Eli?” Noah asked politely, as if his extremely large and extremely hard cock wasn’t brushing against Eli’s stomach at that very moment.

“It was—” Eli coughed as the loofah brushed over his nipple. “Good?”

“Was it?” Noah hummed. “Good. Mine was unbearable. I missed you.”

“We haven’t spent enough time together for you to miss me.”

Jesus. Why did Eli keep doing that? Arguing every time Noah said something sweet?

But Noah only shrugged, running the loofah down Eli’s side, his lips twitching as Eli shivered at the delicate touch. “Still.”

“Your confidence is alarming.”

Noah grinned fully. “I’ve been told that before.

” He lifted Eli’s arm, running the loofah along it and soaping up his armpit, his tone still conversational.

“I kept thinking how it felt to be inside you. How warm and wet you were. You made these breathy little squeaks in the beginning, and then … Fuck. The sounds you made when you came.” He let out a harsh breath, as if remembering.

“I want to make you scream like that while I’m fucking you.

I want to make you come without touching yourself.

I think if we practice enough, I’ll get there. ”

He lowered Eli’s arm again, tapping a finger to Eli’s chest, and Eli realized he was barely breathing, his throat dry and paralyzed while slick dribbled out of him.

Jesus.

He forced himself to take a breath. “Um …”

“And of course,” Noah continued, as if Eli hadn’t spoken, lifting Eli’s other arm and giving it the same thorough treatment.

“I never tasted you, which is a fucking crime. With how good you smell?” He shook his head, then grasped Eli’s chin lightly, his eyes searing into him.

“Will you let me, Eli? Let me taste you like I’ve been dying to? ”

“Um …” Eli tried to remind himself that he had his doctorate and should thus be able to string two words together at a time. Who was the inexperienced virgin between the two of them again?

Noah’s grin was knowing. “You can nod if you agree.”

Eli nodded dumbly, and Noah turned him toward the wall of the shower, his hands as gentle as ever. “Hands on the wall, baby.”

Well, that was ridiculous. Eli was thirteen years older than Noah. And divorced. He couldn’t be anyone’s baby, could he?

Also, he’s your student.

Eli shut that voice down immediately. That voice wasn’t allowed in here today. Not when something very, very good was about to happen, thanks to Eli’s very, very bad decision-making.

Noah’s hands landed on Eli’s hips, his breath ghosting over his back as he knelt behind him on the tile.

Eli twisted to look at him. “Your knees.”

Noah laughed. “Believe me, my knees will be fine.”

He parted Eli’s cheeks, staring intently. Oh god. Eli had forgotten the way Noah looked at him during sex. Like he was studying Eli. Like there’d be an exam later and he was making sure he’d pass with flying colors.

Don’t think about exams, you idiot.

Noah brushed a finger over Eli’s hole. “I can’t believe I was inside this tiny space.”

Eli made a noise, possibly the same breathless squeak Noah had mentioned before. He couldn’t be sure.

“I shouldn’t be able to fit,” Noah mused. “You’re so little, baby.” He grinned up at Eli. “But I guess that’s what slick is for.”

Eli groaned, turning back to the wall and pressing his forehead against the cool tile. He couldn’t handle the full force of Noah’s smile while he was kneeling at Eli’s feet, toying with his hole.

But apparently the smile was the least of Eli’s worries, because in the next moment, he felt the wet warmth of Noah’s tongue swiping over him.

“Oh. Oh .”

Noah let out a deep, rumbling groan. “Holy shit. You taste so good.” He licked over Eli’s crease again, moaning hungrily. “So fucking good. Oh my god.”

And then his thumbs were dipping into Eli’s hole, spreading him as wide as he was able, and he placed a sucking kiss over Eli’s entrance.

Eli’s cock jerked as he howled, precum leaking almost as thick as his slick. Noah grunted, and then his tongue was back, dipping in as far as he could.

His approach was … ferocious. There was no finesse, no teasing. Just hunger and enthusiasm and a complete lack of shame.

Eli started making noises he couldn’t remember ever making before, his knees trembling, barely up to the task of holding him up to be devoured.

At some point he dimly registered the sound of Noah stroking himself. “N-No,” he protested.

Noah stopped what he was doing immediately, and Eli peered back at him. There was slick all over Noah’s chin, the shower spray barely reaching him to wash it away. “No?” Noah asked, hesitant for the first time. “I’m … Is it—is it bad?”

“What? No! Jesus. It’s um … very good.” As should have been more than evident by the immense amount of slick coating Eli’s inner thighs, the steady stream of it too thick for even Noah’s greedy gulping to keep up with. “But you can’t come yet,” he said stupidly. “You’re supposed to fuck me.”

Maybe he’d forgotten to tell Noah that was the plan?

There had to have been a better way to say it, but Eli’s brain was foggy with arousal, his balls tight and his cock painfully hard. How was he supposed to be diplomatic at a time like this?

“Oh.” Noah gave him a relieved smile. “I’m gonna fuck you, don’t worry.” His smile shifted to a look of determination. “And I’m going to last longer than two seconds this time. This is just a warm-up. I can’t not come while eating your ass for the first time.” He shrugged. “Sorry.”

“Oh. Um.” Eli turned back around. “Carry—carry on, the— Oh !” The last word was cut off with a moan as Noah speared him with his tongue, growling hungrily like some sort of beast.

Apparently, Eli’s fumbling words hadn’t ruined the mood as far as Noah was concerned.

Eli was just wondering how to warn Noah he was going to collapse when Noah’s hand snaked around, thumbing Eli’s cockhead, and that was it. Electricity zipped up Eli’s spine, and he began chanting mindlessly, “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck.”

Noah popped off with a growl. “Yes. Fucking yes. Come on my tongue, baby.”

Eli reached a hand back and shoved Noah back where he needed him. If he was going to come on Noah’s tongue, he needed that tongue back inside him.

He wailed as the shattering wave of his orgasm hit him, drowning him in sensation. “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my goddddd.”

The roaring in his ears was so loud he barely registered the slick sounds of Noah beating off, or the hot splash of Noah’s cum against his leg as his own release splattered against the shower tile.

But he was grateful for Noah’s big hands gentling his glide down to the tile as Eli’s knees finally gave out.

They sat at the bottom of the shower, both of them panting like they’d just run a marathon (as if Eli would ever ), and then Noah gave him a glowing grin, his dimples on full display. “So, like, just give me ten minutes.” He glanced down at his softening cock and grimaced. “Maybe twenty.”

Eli laughed, bright and giddy.

It turned out bad decisions felt really, really good.