stomach, pre-cum already leaking from the tip. She leans forward and licks it off. My hips buck forward, and I groan loudly.
“Jesus fuck, Aubrey.” My head falls back onto the pillows as her hot mouth envelops the head of my cock. I can feel my eyes closing but I keep them open, watching as she takes my length into her mouth. She wraps a hand around the base and starts working me, sucking harder. I slowly thrust my hips, not wanting her to take more than she can handle. My cock disappearing between her pink lips is the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen.
“Fuck, baby. So fucking good.” I can already feel the tingling in my spine. I know it won’t be much longer, but I don’t want to come yet; it feels too fucking good.
Then she takes me in even deeper. I feel myself hit the back of her throat and I’m done. My back arches as I release down her throat, groaning and grunting through it all. I pull her head off me when I become too sensitive, and she releases me with a wet pop.
“Fuck.” I lie there, trying to catch my breath, when I feel her move up the bed and cuddle next to me. Rolling over onto her, I kiss her until we’re both breathless. I break the kiss and look down at her. “Maybe we should cancel the barbeque.”
She starts giggling and pulls my head down, locking her lips onto mine.
CHAPTER 11
AUBREY
The past couple days have been some of the best I’ve had in a long time. I’m so happy with how things have progressed with Noah. We just have such a connection, and I am so in love with him. I haven’t told him as much, and neither has he, but I know he feels the same way. We haven’t spent a night together since that night at the club, three days ago. After spending the day with Grayson and Kenni, he had to go back to work the next day. Grayson too. I’m starting to wonder if he and Kennedy have something going on, since they’ve spent quite a bit of time together lately. If they are, they haven’t said anything to either me or Noah.
I’m lounging on my couch just hanging out. Noah is off work today, but he had to help a friend from the fire station move some piece of furniture or something, so I won’t see him until tonight. He’s taking me on our first date, and I can’t wait. Although, if I’m being honest I’m always excited to be with Noah. He just makes me so happy. While I’m sitting here channel surfing, I pick up my phone and send a quick text to my dad to see how he’s doing.
Ever since he stopped treatment almost a week ago, he has been in much higher spirits. How you can be happy when you know you’re going to die is beyond me though. If that were me, I would be in bed all day every day, bawling my eyes out. But that’s my dad for you, strongest person I’ve ever met.
He responds to my text a few minutes later, telling me he feels good and I should come by this weekend. I tell him I will, and that I’ll see if Noah wants to come. I called Dad yesterday while Noah was in the shower to let him know we were together, and he’s thrilled.
Ever since he met Noah at the hospital, he’s been asking me about him. It was like Dad knew he wasn’t just the firefighter who responded. I wish I hadn’t ignored my feelings for so long, but I’m glad we’re together now.
Looking at the time on my phone, I notice it’s two o’clock. Since Noah is going to be here to pick me up at five, I decide I might as well start getting ready so I have enough time to figure out what I’m wearing. He won’t tell me where he’s taking me, so that’s a problem as far as wardrobe. I figure I’ll just play it safe and pick out a summer dress.
I take a shower, and once I’m done I head for my closet. I end up deciding on a light blue dress with white lace edges, and a pair of nude pumps. After shaving my legs I blow-dry my hair, making sure to add soft waves while I dry. Throwing on my new matching bra and panties in white lace, I head to my bed and pull out a book,