NOAH
He pulled off just as I teetered on the edge, pumping my dick with his hand instead. I came hard, spurting over his cheek, lips, chin in thick ropes, my body shuddering as I cried out.
Mortification hit me instantly, "Oh my god, I'm sorry—" I tried to sit up, face burning.
Cassian just wiped the cum off his face with his thumb, licked it clean, eyes never leaving mine. He smirked, satisfied.
"We're not done," he said, hand still stroking my sensitive cock. I protested, "Wait, I just, I can't—" oversensitive, trying to squirm away, but he pinned me with a hand on my hip. "You can. And you will."
He took me back into his mouth, slower this time, deeper, throat relaxing around me. It was borderline painful at first, but he didn't care, sucking relentlessly, working me through the overstimulation until pleasure built again. I writhed, hands fisting in his hair, not knowing if I was pulling him closer or pushing away. "Cassian—I'm—again—"
