“Oh. You were not making noises,” he points out. “Fair. But I’m also trying to focus on going slow and not eating your face. Also, I don’t need sex noises to prove I’m into this, my dick is doing that for me.” I watch as his gaze lands on my crotch and ping-pongs back to my face. A slow, satisfied smile crawls across his face. “You like me,” he says cheerfully.
