He removed his hand from my ass and placed it on my shoulder. With a push, he shoved me down.
I let out a shuddering moan as he slid into me. The rough drag of his head sent pleasure soaring throughout my body. I arched my back, trying to take more of him, wanting him deeper.
He lifted me up again, using hands on my hips to guide me, then slammed me back down. I felt myself parting around him with every push and pull. My mind was reeling at the sensations, my body jolting with every thrust.
I threw my arms around Noah's shoulders and clung to him, letting him set the pace. I simply held on and let him fuck himself into me, as hard and as fast as he could.
We moved in unison, our hips grinding together. Noah began letting out soft grunts as he twitched within me. Reaching between our bodies, he used his thumb to rub and play at my clit.
White hot pleasure exploded through me. My limbs trembled, going limp as I slumped against him. Noah's arms around me were the only thing keeping up from falling over. He clutched me to his chest as his hips slammed into me at a furious pace. He let out a final groan as he spilled himself inside me.
We shuddered against each other, bodies coming down from the high. I panted heavily into his shoulder. Noah buried his face in my neck. We were still fully clothed.
"Shit," Noah cursed.
"What?" I sat up, alarmed.
"I don't have any paper."
I stared at him for a moment before laughing. I climbed off him, wincing as he left my body. I searched through my purse, pulling out a handful of paper and a pen.
"Here."
Noah took them from me with a curious look. "When did you start carrying around a pen and paper?"
"Since that time at the bar."
Noah's gaze was piercing. He looked down at the papers in his hand, then shoved them back into my purse. "Never mind."
"What do you mean, never mind? If you're feeling inspired, you should write."
"It can wait."
"But what if you forget—"
He cut me off with a kiss. I melted into him, letting our tongues brush together. He slowly let me go, staring into my eyes for long moments. His were dark and unreadable. He looked away and grabbed my hand, tugging me out of the limo. "You ready to go?"
Still giddy from my orgasm, I let Noah drag me into the club as I pulled my panties and skirt back into place.
"Let's dance," I insisted as the pounding beat hit us. I still wanted to be as close to him as possible. I didn't want to let him go.
"I don't dance."
I faked a pout and tugged at his sleeve.
"Don't give me that look," he said with a wry smile.
Noah scanned the room for the closest bar and made his way over, tugging me along with him. He nodded to the bartender and held up two fingers.
"You want to go find the other guys? You said Cameron got you some private VIP thing?"
"Not yet."
He handed me a beer and steered me to a corner with tall tables. They were all taken. He glared at one couple until they began to look uncomfortable. The girl whispered to the guy and they took off, shooting nervous glances at Noah as they left.
Noah immediately parked us in front of the table.
"You didn't have to do that," I said.
