“How about some explaining?” I laugh.
“Words are cheap,” He says, leaning in for a kiss, but I pull away and don’t allow him the satisfaction. “I prefer to show you how sorry I am. How much I intend to grovel, on my knees. Preferably while you torture me in the most delicious of ways.”
I giggle, as he comes in for my neck. “Is that so, Mr. Stewart?”
A muffled response is all I get as my eyes roll and my toes curl when his lips kiss a path across my skin.
“I want you,” he whispers in my ear. “In my truck,” he says, licking and sucking his way back down my throat. Locking eyes with mine, he growls, “Right. Fucking. Now.”
“You’re almost really good at persuading,” I grin. He smiles, questioning my motive. “But you forgot one thing.” His eyebrows lift as his hands sink lower and he grabs my ass, pulling me forward so I can feel the bulge in his jeans.
“I don’t see you on your knees,” I tease.
Before I can yell for help, Noah has me raised over his shoulder and carries me quickly toward the bed of his truck. Laughing, I try to wiggle out of his hands which results in a hard spanking.
“Stop wiggling woman,” he growls. “Or don’t. Your choice. Just know, I fully intend to wear you out right now.”
He smiles setting me down at the back of his truck.
“I’ve been waiting all night to do this.” Noah’s lips brush against mine once, and he whispers, “Get ready Ms. Monroe. One time in the back of my truck won’t be enough, darlin’. I fully intend to leave you breathless, shaky, and begging for me to stop. Screaming my name this time won’t save you, it will only drive me harder, faster. Because darlin’, I need you, want you. You’re it for me, and damn it if I’m letting you out of this truck before you understand that. ”
Grabbing his shirt, I pull him close. Devouring his mouth, my hand drops to stroke the hard length of him that is now positioned between my thighs. He lets out a carnal groan and I slightly nip his bottom lip. “What was it you said, Mr. Stewart? Talk is cheap. It’s time you put your words where your mouth is and show me.”
He smiles as his hand finds the warmth between my legs, “Keep it up, and I won’t stop fucking you til sun up.”
Chapter Forty-Five
Eva
“Your sweet cunt is my favorite addiction,” Noah whispers as he lifts my skirt. His fingers quickly grab the sides of my panties and he rips them from my body. Noah licks his lips as he eyes my wet core. “God, I’ve needed you, Darlin’. Spread out for me, just like this.”
He crawls towards me and pushes my legs apart. Slowly, he trails a fingertip up the inside of my right leg. My breathing quickens. I become mesmerized by every sensual touch. His fingers brush close to my sex. But he doesn’t touch me like I need. Instead, he raises both hands up my sides and tears my dress over my head.
“This body of yours,” he hisses as my breasts fall free. “Is my fucking kryptonite, Darlin’.”
He pushes me gently back against the cool truck bed and runs his large hand down my chest, across my center, down to my heat.
“Your love, Eva.” He whispers as his fingers part my folds. My eyes find his as he pushes a finger inside my wet core. “I can’t live without it.”
I moan out in ecstasy as he enters another finger inside me.
“God, that’s the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard.” Panting, I stare into his eyes as he continues to pleasure me. Curling his fingers, he runs them purposefully through my wetness. As my climax builds, I grip his biceps and whisper his name.
“You like that, darlin’,” he growls, lowering his head to my center. “Fuck, I know you do. Just like I know how hard you always come when I take you in my mouth.”
His tongue brushes across my sex and I scream out. Replacing his fingers with his tongue, he presses inside me, then licks a tantalizing trail to my clit and sucks it in his mouth.
“Noah!” I beg. “Please, don’t stop. Don’t…” But my words are cut off as he continues to suck my clit and stick not one, not two, but three fingers inside me. My center burns as he stretches me to my max. I raise my hips and ride his face as he licks lazy circles around my clit.
“God, Eva, fuck, I need to feel this perfect pussy wrapped around me, darlin’,” he growls.
I grab at his arms and attempt to pull him up because there is nothing I need or want more right now than exactly that.
Noah laughs. “Not yet. Not until your legs are shaking and you’re screaming my name. And not until this pretty little pussy cums in my mouth. ”
My center pulses, gripping his fingers tighter.
“Fuck, you’re close, darlin’. I can feel it.”
