A/n: this might not be your thing. Just  a warning but for those of you who are the team. This is the moment. 

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His calloused fingertips were rough dragged across my ass, but I didn't want to move. I wanted my orgasm coma and maybe a candy bar plus a nap too. Lists, I thought with a small giggle. It was like a bittersweet dark chocolate that demolished me in post orgasmic shiver. Noah was still deep inside me again and his case of the mines wasn't over. My greedy center grasped for more of his touch. In the living room light cascaded bathing my overheated dark skin. Whole thing was a sharp contrast against the sheepskin rug he carefully placed me on. I was oiled, laid out for his worship. And the sex coma I was headed for teetered at the edge of my existence just delightfully out of reach. A threat to pull me under at any second without remorse for my greedy body that wanted to see what Noah would do next. Because I wanted more of everything while my tired body checked out. I wasn't even unable to move for that candy bar reward. My sweet Noah chuckling behind me and god help PG Sex god Neptune whispering sweet nothings in my ear.

"You are so tight around me, Shiny." He drags me back on him again. Coated gooey in our lust he pulls me back on him. And the slow, lascivious rhythm of his strokes and hands becomes my world. As he pulls his thickness out trailing our lust everytime. I couldn't keep my eyes off him in the huge full length bay windows. I couldn't look away as I watched Noah in the window's reflection. I moaned mid shiver, cream running down my thigh, a sticky mess. And for a second time, that moan was ripped from my damn soul. I couldn't figure out how Noah did it. How he went from virgin to PG Sex god Neptune without a curse word? Couldn't believe it was possible to be so PG filthy every time. Noah's deep rumbling bass told my body, 'mine mine mine.' My body said back 'yes yes yes.' And she stood up at attention, asking for more. I AIN'T HAD MORE TO GIVE DAMN IT. Fuck me, I wanted to, I really did, but I was damn near fucked out. The fuck coma was at the edge of my horizon, and the sheepskin rug warmth and softness were helping me along.

Noah kept giving me what I needed, pulling me back on him with one arm just under my body drawing me back. While his other hand worked to rub lotion into my dark skin while he stayed inside me. That damn edible lotion from the mobile mommy sex dungeon bag. He'd stop to lick some off from time to time. A teasing quick flick of just the tip of his tongue across my neck, back, breast, and more. Flipping me over sometimes to keep fucking me slow and spread more. He called me Shiny, all the time but fuck I was glowing even for me. The fact he even took the time when he first brought me into the living room to fully make sure I was dry then oil my hair too. WITH THE CORRECT OIL, the one from the trip. Shit was earth shattering. After the shower, the man didn't miss a beat. Had my night time bonnet brand next to us for when I fell asleep. Between the oiling up of my body and the lotion, my oversensitive body was racked in pleasure. On a boat, with white sails just the two of us lost in the eye of the storm.

Safe.

It was too much, and he kept going, even though a part of me I wanted fuck coma and the other part was mesmerized by him. So, like his paintings, impossible to look away, bold lines, and sure strokes. Those brushes of paint laid on with confidence. As if every one of his creations did all the talking that he never did. From the first day when I was organizing his work I saw it. All the words he didn't say, especially in the paintings of water.

The more his hands and rumbling bass talk to me the more I reached giving. Speaking to my body that knows him, that wants to give to him, that begs him to take. Oh, how he knew me, watched me, pushed me. And even with almost no strength I threw my ass back, jiggling in dark waves I knew he loved to watch. And god help me, I studied him in that reflection as he tugged me back again on his hardness. Thrusting deep, seating himself into me, humming into my too hot ear.

He ate at my neck, licking and sucking, owning me as he took me. Rubbing lotion on my dark skin every damn time, he slowed down, leaving me at the edge of pleasure. The edge of everything more, he could give. I was too relaxed and string tight at the same time. An altar, and he was here to pray for his soul. The conviction to worship his way to heaven and my core was happy for the praise thrusting back. Chasing my way to bliss with him at every single prayer.

"I love you," was a chant for me. Coming out again and again as my exhausted body gave and gave. My tummy is a tight knot in the waves.

When I felt him that warm liquid a second time. Slippery heat sliding between my cheeks. I knew, just knew. Tensed against his touch.... He'd already played there and god knows in the shower I went nuts over it. But this wasn't a simple bit of play. As his two digits slid back into me, spreading again. Twisting my body because I fucking knew, and I kept pushing back on to his digits at the same time. As he owns my ass like he owns my damn pussy. Moaning every time he bottomed out inside of me and his fingers were deep in my ass at the same time. My mind blanked out too much sensation at once. But even as my mind blanked when he went deep into me, it came back knowing the truth of this.

He's going to fuck... I didn't finish the thought, distracted by the double penetration sensation again. But he's so big... DID NOT FINISH THE THOUGHT. My brain was in overdrive as I did the anal prep math. I'd had coffee, and that was the last thing I ate for almost two days. Only water at the station, my birth control pill, and some fever meds. Everything just about moves out of my system. It's gross thinking about all the thoughts, but prep is required for anal sex. I was prep last time but I'm not prep this time but I sort of am. The Thot checklist is full and complete. Aqueous cream was in his goodie bag and he used it in the shower. He ate me from the back already. I could totally pull this off.

"Can I?" Noah asked and he could have it, all of me, everything. Fear twinges in my belly. He wasn't a small man, and we both didn't know what the fuck we were doing. But I was so relaxed I'd come so many times.

Surrounded by the salty woodsy smell of him was overwhelming. The more I thought about it the more easily I'd psych yourself out on something that I wanted him to have. I wanted Noah to be one of my firsts. I'm all of his. Every single one from the first kiss on. Plus... I wanted him.

"Have it Noah, I love you." I felt his smile against my ear. Then a small bite of his fat head at my entrance as he worked himself in. Stretching me and the pain wasn't too bad, but the fullness was growing.

"Shiny," Noah says to me in a soothing tone. Oscillating between rubbing my oiled cheek and squeezing my cheek meat. Grabbing loving handfuls of me while hissing. "So tight," it was so slow an inch of progress at a time. And I breathed through it, stretched around him. "Relax," he coaxes me.

Heated head hot against sheepskin rug, ass up and I was damn near ready to tell him off. You try to relax with something your size up your ass. But I was breathing through it. Braving this out, maybe I wouldn't like it but he wasn't awful. Even though neither of us knew what the fuck we were doing, I trusted Noah. He'd always taken care of me. Even when he'd been mad, he was careful with me. Giving me what I needed when I needed it and joyfully figuring things out. As his big body enveloped me, I leaned into that scent of salt and wood. It mixed with the sex in the air nicely in a seductive combination of us. I kept my eyes shut tight and leaned into it. Relaxing back, riding out the over stimulation. But that too full feeling kept expanding. And I fucking trusted.

"I'm scared," my voice trembled. I thought he didn't hear me. That way too full feeling was so confusing.

"I have you, Shiny," Noah said, straining as he stopped. All that taut muscle as he halted inside me. As giant as a wave that's normally impossible to stop from hitting the shore. Noah's hot breath right by my ear, and his beard tickled. The man's heartbeat was beating so fast. God, I loved this beloved man. And that freaked out feeling faded and trust bloomed even larger in its place. Our hearts pounded together, rapid breaths slowed to match. He had me. And with every second, I trusted more, opening myself to him. Breathing in time with him.

Until his other hand snaked under me. Sliding through my creamy wetness and playing. His finger flicking across my clit jerked my attention back to that hot spot in my center. Then a second flick and the moan escape out. Tilting my ass back more. Noah gathered me up, pulling me back on him, joining us together as a unit as he played with me. Working me until my core clenched empty, wantonly throwing more back at him but he held me in place. Stopping me from taking more of him and instead I dance on the edge of the seawall. A huge drop off into the ocean below. Oh, how he knew me. Circling my little clit makes me wild for him.

Thoughts and images blur together mixing with his reflection in the window. That strained grimace his broad body poised over me. Holding me safe, surrounded by him, it all came together too quickly. A tight fist in my center straining for release. And a faster flash of something else pop into my head. I wanted him in both places at the same time? Confused, I'd have to think about that later? My mind filled with my heat, compressing down to a hot, tight spot in my center.

"More," but I wasn't sure, more what? I just needed more, and that tightness in my center grew even while being compressed down. Noah stayed in me and his big chest strained above me. The more wild I got, the harsher his breathing was, but I wanted more. Wanted more whatever. More was right that second. Two thick fingers sliding into my core as his thumb worked my clit. And moan with every plunge of his digits too full. We were one being as he held me tight.

That burn deep in my lower belly built, I threw my ass back to him breaking free wildly. Squirming at his hold, that was keeping me in place. Wanting what he could give me, needing what he could give me. Until finally Noah did with a tortured groan.

Working himself into me, seating himself in me. And we both grunted together he got there finally. But I was too far gone too ready and when he pulled back out, taking what was his. Taking what was only his. He used his fingers deep inside me as a leverage point to drag me back on his hard thick cock deep in my ass. I'd never been so happy to be a bowling ball in my life. Shoving me back on him balls deep and I moan every time boneless lost in the lust.

"Please, please, please," it was a third chant as I chased after it and threw my ass back in wild abandon. Lost in that need to please us both. Too close to the edge, wanting him to go with me. Legs shaking even though he was holding both of our weight. And I was scared again for a different reason. It was getting too big. That tightness in my belly, the compressed knot, was too big. My eyes widened. I was spinning out of control with Noah's big body over me. Captured in, our lust wound up too tight.

"Need to," I needed to, badly. Panting it out as Noah took me harder at my plea, pushing me to teeter off over the edge. But it was too big, and I whined in the back of my throat at the same time though I couldn't stop chasing it. Too much feeling, too much good. Scary.

"Shiny, I got you," Noah said between clenched teeth, half growl and half groan. And when his thumb shifted across my too sensitive clit. I was gone, so gone so far. Beloved this man, god damn fucking beloved Neptune. I came for him and he followed me over the edge, seated deep inside me.

A hoarse whisper of "Shiny," in my ear. I felt his smile as he came inside me. That sleepy smile he gets and I lifted my tired eyes to catch him in the reflection in the floor length windows. Sweet Noah smile, sandy blonde hair blocking one ocean eye and the way he looked at me like I showed. Wasn't able to look away even if I wanted to.

Even as I slumped under him my eyes never left that picture of us coupled together. Myself slump under him, his strength holding us up as I sag, spent. All fucked out, past the point of no return. The case of the mines were very much mutual.

He... was my .. forever. Mine

"I love you, Noah."

"I know, Shiny," he said with a smile against the tip of my ear. "Welcome home," was whispered with all too much caution. But I wanted him to understand we were making a home together. And I wanted him to feel welcomed as well. This was our Forever and we were going to start it right.

"I feel so welcomed to be home, Noah. Thank you for being my first." Darkness came in fast and sleep finally took me.

A/n: Well, this scene together was like 18 pages in word doc with the last. lol STraight up writing doctorines and shit. 1/16th of a  doctoral dissertation in just this scene lol. Wore me the fuck out.I hope yall enjoy as well. Thank you so much for sticking with me. As always I enjoy reading your comments and feel free to read my other works like The Tour and more to come. In about 8am ish in a schedual post. Plus, a thank you page and a sneak peak at the next project (The Castle).