“Lay down, Jake. That’s it.” Noah laid me down on my side and lay behind me. He lifted me for easier access as he slid back into me. I grabbed my rock-hard cock and jerked myself off as Noah fucked me, hitting my prostate, making me see stars as my balls grew tighter and tighter. Noah began to get more vocal, nipping at the back of my neck as he whispered how much he loved my tight hole, how much he loved being inside of me, loved me.

I couldn’t take it. My orgasm tore through me. I gripped the base of my cock and shot rope after rope as Noah continued to grind into me, milking me for every last drop. His fingers dug into my hips as he gave one final thrust and buried himself deep inside me, unloading. He pressed his head to the back of mine as his breathing became ragged. I could feel him filling me up, his ropes of come coating my insides.

It was one of those orgasms that made you light-headed and wonder how close you were to passing out.

“Holy fuck,” Noah said as he slowly pulled out of me. I could feel some of his come dripping down my leg.

“That was incredible,” I said. I rolled over, seeing a drunken glaze roll over Noah’s eyes. He smiled as if he’d just gotten the best news of his life. Noah and I always had great sex, but something about tonight felt extra special, extra hot.

“God, I’m so fucking in love with you,” I said, unable to stop myself. My brain was full of glittery stars and bright rainbows and singing bluebirds. I was in a musical without any music (which was likely for the best, considering I was a terrible singer). This was my happily ever after, and we had only just begun our story. It made me excited for our future together.

Noah kissed me, both of us still working to catch our breath. “You’re my soul mate, Jake. My other half. I’m so fucking in love with you, too.” He laughed through another kiss, the bubbly ecstasy from our shared climax still working its way through us.

“You make me feel invincible,” I told him. “And damn is your dick magical. Seriously, you should have to register that thing for being a lethal weapon. I’m sure it could give me a heart attack one day.”

Noah laughed some more, the sound adding to my musical theory. “Let’s stick to just giving you orgasms.”

We shared a couple of lazy kisses between us. Jokes and giggles continued to flow until my thigh got uncomfortably sticky. I begrudgingly got out of bed and gave myself a quick sink bath, giving the bathroom over to Noah, who still hadn’t showered that night. He entered the bathroom with phone in hand, his eyes glued to the screen.