Yes, sir

Chapter 2

CLARE'S POV

The next morning couldn't come fast enough. I was shaking at the mere idea of seeing Elias again. Feeling Noah's body resting against mine I was convinced to have moved on, but could I really move on ?

Everything was left stranded between that other moron and I. But life had caught up. Noah wasn't Elias, but..

Noah started to wake up dragging me out the torturous thought process, his morning wood pressing tighter against my ass as he cuddled me closer against his chest. I thought to myself that morning sex was never a bad idea, certainly not if the day was already predictably going to be tough, so I started grinding my hips against his hard member.

In response I felt his hand snake up from where it was resting on my stomach through the ample t-shirt I was using as a pyjama and cupped my breasts, starting to massage them gently.

Not that I had much of a scale to compare, but sex with Noah was a tad more experimental than with Elias, which is weird considering how close we were. I closed my eyes and decided to forget about everything else; I want to go through a couple dizzy minutes of heaven.

His lips started pressing softly against my skin, nuzzling his head into my neck.

"Morning," he breathed between pecks.

I turned around, facing him. His eyes were still closed but Lord was he pretty. His small yet plump rosy lips were still in a peck motion to which I pressed my forehead while my hand traced down from his chest to his dick. I swiftly clasp my fingers onto it before starting to masturbate his shaft with my right hand.

His moans only aggravated my arousal situation, more so when he attempted to grab my leg so I could overlap him. I let myself be carried onto him, my hand letting go of Noah as I was now sitting over his cock, propping on my knees to not squash his phallic ornament. My chest was hovering over his when he opened his eyes. His hands made their way from my legs to my ass, pushing me lower onto him. His eyes seemed to be asking for permission and god fucking damn did I want him right now. I simply bit my lip to keep my shaking breath to escape and lifted myself upright and discarded my knickers to the side, grabbed his cock and gently let myself sit onto it feeling the heat building up into my chest. I couldn't never seem to be able to contain myself around Noah, his whole being built up my lust. Once I was finally sat onto him his hands posted themselves on my hips, pressing me further into him as he released a deep moan.

Once I started grinding my hips my moans were simply drooling from my lips. I started going faster as my moans grew louder.

"Oh my fucking god," I cried out loud as soon as Noah started rubbing my clit with his thumb. In a matter of seconds I collapsed onto him, shivering from the effect of the orgasm on my barely awake self.

Noah wasted no time as his right hand rested on my hair while his left hand locked around my waist. Within a quick second I dragged my knees a little higher against his ribs creating more space before I felt him pound in and out of me, knocking the moans out of me.

"Clare, fuck..." he groaned as his hand grabbed onto my hair harshly, honestly a good hair pull only made it better for me.

I clenched myself against his dick, feeling it deeply moving within my walls, also taking me closer to another orgasm. "Pull my hair harder," I heard myself cry out as if my life depended on it.

He did and I could guess he was about to come by how tight he was holding my body against his.

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Feeling confident while staring at my own reflection, I run my fingers through my hair and take a quick breath before nodding to myself and walking.