It Just Is

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A/N: A lot of smut ahead.

Becca

My heart races. Noah is kissing me in the perfect spot. My knees feel like they're going to buckle. It's his words that send my pulse skyrocketing. Mine. His hand drifts up from his stronghold on my hips, against my neck, wrapping lightly around my throat, collaring me. He looks deep in my eyes. His voice is husky and low as I feel his erection against my belly. "You are it for me, Becca. It might be too soon to tell you this but I need you to know." I respond by kissing him again. Pushing my tongue into his, taking control as I push back. Everything. He is everything. The revelation takes my breath away as I kiss him harder.

My arms wrapped around his neck, hands in his hair. He grunts and lifts me like I weigh nothing pushing me against the door. Grinding into me. I push back down, against him. Our bodies working together like old lovers. The friction he provides is enough to get me moaning at a high pitch. His breaths are heavy and hard. He moves his lips from my neck as one hand collars my neck again. Holding me there, squeezing slightly. "You're. All. Mine." His hold makes me dig into his shoulders, whimpering at the sensation of him squeezing me slightly. "Yours." It comes out as a heavy, breathy whisper. Growling is his response. Fucking growling. I dry hump him faster. "That's it. Cum for me honeybee." "You. Too." "No fucking chance. Not. Yet."  He holds my throat, his lips moving against my ear. "Cum honeybee." My body obeys him as I explode. My legs and arms tighten as I shudder, that warmth and euphoria spreading through my limbs and body. Making me feel like jelly.

His hands caress my face as he kisses me slowly. His hard cock still prodding my soaked underwear. Breaking the kiss he rests his forehead on mine. Our breaths mix as we both gasp for air. "You're mine Becca. I'm..." He trailed off. The air is heavy with things unsaid. The footage rattled him. "Noah, let me..."  My hand grips his length through his slacks. He hisses. "Becca, you. Fuck. You don't have to." "I know. I want to." My hand slips in underneath his slacks and boxers. He grunts as my hand finds his velvety smooth cock. I grip him firmly and start stroking him slowly. He makes quick work of his slacks, loosening the buttons and zip. I free his cock and my eyes bulge a little. He's thick and long.

I drop to my knees and wrap my fingers around him. Holding him steady I lick his tip, tasting the bead of precum that oozed out. Moaning at the saltiness of him. I pop his head into my mouth, my tongue twirling around it. One of my hands gripping him at his base as I take more of him in. His fingers pull at my hair, holding it all back and then gripping tight. "Fuck Becca. I'm not going to last long with those pretty lips stretched around my cock." His thumb caressed my cheek. I grunt as I start sucking him off, my hand on his shaft twisting and gripping what I can't take. I work fast. Suck hard. "Honeybee. I'm close." His voice was rough and restrained. His words spurred me on. "Becca.." I reach up with my free hand cupping his balls and massaging them. He grunts, and his grip tightens. My hands move to his thighs. Feeling the restraint in his strong muscles. I dig my fingers in and look up at him. His jaw clenched and eyes hooded. "You sure?" I moan a yes around him. "You're perfect." He holds my head still with the strong grip he has on my hair and starts moving his hips. Some of my spit dribbles out. Quick sharp movements as he slides himself in and out of my mouth. Movements which quickly become jerky before he stops and spills down my throat. I moan at his taste, uniquely his. I swallow every drop he gives me.

His cock pops out of my mouth as he drops to his knees in front of me. Kissing me deep and slowly. Both of us breathing heavily as we rest our backs against the door. One of his arms wrapped around my waist holding me close as he pulled my legs to rest over him. Pressing his lips to the top of my head. "Honeybee." "Noah." I move around and straddle his hips. Cupping his face. "I don't care about what happens in this place anymore. Even about getting to the end because I've found you. I'm yours now and after. Just trust me, trust my words and trust in us. I know what you saw affected you baby, but I don't see anyone but you anymore." We kiss slowly. Savouring each other.

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