Page 124 of The Fake Husband Deal

I placed it by his side for easy reach, then dove face-first onto his tight pink hole.

I circled it with my tongue, tasting his unique Noah flavor. It certainly wasn’t strawberries, but it was so much better. Noah was musk and pine and man. My favorite.

“Oh god, Lior. Feels so good.” He released a shuddering breath and then a moan when I added suction at the same time my finger pressed against his hole.

Noah relaxed under my touch, eager to be stretched. I grabbed the lube and applied some to my finger.

As soon as it disappeared inside him, I moved my mouth to his balls. I sucked and licked, making sure not an inch of him was untouched.

His dick leaked a bead of precum onto his stomach, so I licked that too, and then I sucked his cock down to the root.

Noah’s hands fisted my hair. I didn’t think he even noticed me opening him up with more fingers.

“You’re so ready, Noah. Turn over.” I helped him place a pillow under his belly to raise his ass.

I covered my cock with lube and then pushed my way in slowly.

“Oh god. Fuuck,” he cried.

“I love that you love being fucked so much, Noah.”

“Only when it’s your fat dick splitting me open. I want to feel every inch of you when I get up from this bed. Wreck me, Lior. Fucking wreck me.”

My body sang when he talked like that. I loved that he didn’t want gentle. He wanted to be commanded, to be led to paradise, and I was more than up for being his tour guide.

I pushed back and entered him again in one motion. I kept a slow and steady pace for as long as I could, enjoying the small punctuated moans out of his sweet mouth.

As I sped up, he hid his face in the pillow, muffling the sounds. My legs and arms burned from keeping this position, half on him and half raised.

I sat back on my heels, taking him with me.

“That’s it, Noah, fuck yourself on my cock.”

His skin was flushed red. He raised his head and glanced behind. Our eyes met, and his lips curled up in a smile.

“You feel so good, Lior. I will never get tired of this.” In a surprising show of dominance, he flipped onto his back, aligned my cock with his hole, and with his heels, pulled me back inside.

“Agh,” I cried as his tight hole swallowed me.

I fell forward on top of him. My mouth searched his in a claiming kiss. I was drowning in Noah and loved it.

“Tie my hands,” he asked, holding my tie he’d discarded onto the bed earlier. I’d forgotten about it.

The way his big blue eyes stared at me with so much trust and love as he held his hands together filled the rest of my heart. There was no more empty space. Noah was all of it. He was everything.

I twisted the neck of the tie and put his hands through the holes, pulling tight, and then I wrapped the ends around my hand so the tie couldn’t come undone.

His eyes rolled to the back of his head, and he sighed.

“My beautiful man. You’re not afraid to push and tell me what you want, even when what you want is to give up control.”

“I’ll give you everything, Lior. You’re the only one I can do that with. I trust you implicitly. You can pull the ties, spank me, fuck me into a goddam wall. I’ll always want more.” He gasped as I started moving inside him again. “I’ll never have enough of you, Lior. Ever.”

“Yes,” I hissed. I increased my pace until the only noises in the room were broken gasps, skin slapping skin, and his headboard hitting the wall.

It was a fucking carnal symphony of love.

In one last attempt to draw out this pleasure, I silenced Noah’s moans with my mouth, drinking in every beautiful note. There wasn’t an atom between us. I wasn’t even pulling out of him that much because I just wanted to live in this moment, forever inside my man.My husband.