He says and suddenly I am bent over. In this cold alley where anyone could walk over and see this man fucking my brains out.
“Breathe sunshine.”
He tells me as he thrust in me. I let out a cry as I feel him filling me up. My legs begin to tremble and suddenly the ground is gone from beneath me.
“Noah!”
I say loudly, he picks me up and holds me sitting on his cock, I am fully exposed here.
“Stay quiet sunshine unless you want someone to catch us.”
He growls in my ear, and I can feel the shivers run up my spine. He thrust in me, and I feel every inchstretching me shaping me to remember his shape. He move faster and I cry out as I find my climax.
He continues not easing up.
“Fuck Sunshine I’m going to make you mine.”
He says to me and thrust even deeper in me. I feel him growing inside me as he goes harder and faster. Again, I cum on his cock and he cums inside me I feel him filling me up to the brim. I feel the cum drip down. Fuck I don’t think I’ll be able to avoid these feelings anymore.
Noah
Fuck, I felt my chest rise and fall as I came inside her. She was mine now. My sunshine. I pulled out of her slowly putting her back down on her feet. She fixed her dress and panties as I fixed my belt. God she was fucking beautiful.
The night should’ve been over. After everything we said. Everything we did. But as we stood in the stillness of the alley, her lips swollen from my kiss, her breath still uneven, dress clinging to her like a second skin—I knew I wasn’t done.
Not with her.
Not withus.
“Come to dinner,” I said, my voice lower than I meant it to be, still thick with the aftershocks of what just happened between us. “Tomorrow night. At my parents’ place.”
Her brow lifted.
“Dinner?”
I nodded, trying to sound casual even as my pulse thundered.
“Yeah. Real plates. Warm food. My mom’s probably already planning a five-course ambush.”
Elizabeth blinked, lips parting, the war behind her eyes obvious.
She didn’t do
“meet the family.”
She didn’t do “safe.”
Hell, she didn’t even dosecond dates.
“I don’t know if that’s a good idea,” she murmured, stepping back slightly. “Your parents are normal. I’m… not.”
I stepped in, slow, deliberate pressing my hand to the small of her back and pulling her gently to me.
“You’re exactly what they need,” I whispered. “Exactly whatIneed.”
And then I kissed her again.
Not like earlier—this wasn’t wild or reckless.
