The Middle - Volume Two ✔️

Chapter 45

Jamie

Noah pulls his hand out of my panties, so I immediately turn around to face him. I did not want him to stop what he was doing just now. I don't think I've ever felt so horny in my life. Waking up next to a gorgeous boy with a boner is dangerous. My head is fogged up, and the only thing I'm sure about right now is how much I want him to fuck me.

"Why'd you stop?" I breathe into his neck as he gently pushes me back so that I'm laying with my back flat against the mattress. He hovers above me, before leaning into me and kissing my neck again. Ugh, I cannot deal.

"Do you have condoms?" He grumbles into my neck. Yes. Yes, I do!

Without a moment's hesitation, I reach over and grab one out of the drawer on my bedside table. I tear it open with my teeth, pull his shorts down, and fuck. My hands are shaking from anticipation, but I get the condom on. He groans and closes his eyes at my touch. This turns me on even more, causing me to arch into him and dig my nails into his shoulder blades. Come on, Noah. Don't pull back at the last second, like before. Give me what I want. What we both want.

He pulls my sweats and panties off, and I'm breathless as he tugs my vest top off of me slowly. Speed things up, dude! I'm getting impatient here. But then I realise, he's trying to be careful with my left arm. That is so sweet. Even in a moment as hot as this, he's managing to think about my welfare. Whatever, ignore it. Just continue with the task at hand!

And he does. I close my eyes and bite down on my bottom lip as he buries his face into my neck while nudging my thighs apart with his knees. He pushes himself inside of me, slowly, and fuck. I wrap my legs around his waist while pulling his body into me. I buck my hips upwards slightly, ensuring I'm taking all of him in. Fuck, I am. And it feels so fucking good. But he's barely moving. His breathing is ragged against my neck, but his movements are so slow. So careful. No, that's not what I need.

"Don't hold back." I whisper, and he brings his face up to look into my eyes. He looks conflicted, but the lust raging inside of him is enough to override the conflict. And in a split second, he snaps his hips forward and I feel my mouth fly open of its own accord. The air leaves my lungs, but I don't care. All I can feel is him, and it's all I want to feel. I tense, adjusting to the sudden feeling of fullness he's given me, and he pauses. He's completely bottomed out inside of me, but he isn't moving.

"Fuck, Jamie. I don't wanna hurt you." He groans into my neck, and in response, I snap my own hips up into him, desperately trying to feel what he made me feel the last time we were in a situation like this. I want him to do to me what Shaun Campbell never could.

"I'm fine. Make me cum, Noah." I breathe, and it's enough. My words have the desired effect. He pulls back, before slamming himself back into me. It's hard, and it's fast, and it's exactly what I want. I feel myself clench around him on reflex as my body reacts to what he's doing to me. He groans from the sensation.

"I won't last long if you keep that up." He says, before burying himself into me even harder still.

"Either will I!" I yell as he continues fucking me. Hot, hard, wet and fast. The best sex I have ever participated in, no question.

He slides his hands down so that he's gripping onto my butt cheeks, before elevating me slightly, creating an almost perfect angle while he pumps into me. Jesus! I never knew sex could be this good. I moan and curse and scream his name shamelessly, feeling the build growing stronger and stronger by the second. I'm gonna shatter. Fuck, I'm about to cum...

But then the doorbell rings, and we both freeze. Jesus. Who the hell is ringing my doorbell right now!? No one ever rings my doorbell. People usually just walk in...