Noah Czerny

"God, you feel good," Noah groaned, pressing the flat of his tongue to Krem's nipple, blowing his cool breath along the saliva, then sucking again. He scraped gently with his teeth, trying anything that seemed like it would make the nerve-endings react. "So hot...so..." His fingers clawed harmlessly at Krem's back and did lift his upper body, just a little, fingers splaying and holding onto the back of Krem's shoulders as he pressed his mouth impatiently to the side of Krem's breast, sucking hard, intending to mark it as he had on his neck.