“I’d say eat your heart out.”
He growls, “What if I want seconds?”
I cry out as his free hand grabs around my waist and he pushes his thick, long fingers deep inside me.
“Damn, Darlin’, you keep making noises like that and you’ll be screaming for me to stop when I take thirds.”
His mouth crashes against mine. His tongue dives between my lips with urgency. I taste the wine on his breath, feel his dick push against my lower stomach, and instantly crave the feeling of him inside me.
Releasing my sex, he hoists me in his arms and stalks down the hall. “I’m going to enjoy making you scream, Darlin’. Making your body shake with pleasure as I make you cum with my tongue.”
He throws me on the bed and rips my clothes from my body. Losing his shirt, he unbuckles his pants and they fall to the floor quickly. He loses his boxers and stands before me bare. I watch as his large hands stroke his length and long to feel his throbbing cock pushed deep inside me.
Trailing my hands down my center, I part my folds and push inside my opening. His eyes grow wide. A grin spreads across his face as he watches me pleasure myself. Removing a finger, I bring it to my mouth and suck, letting out a hum of approval.
“Fuck,” he grits out just before his hands push my thighs apart and his tongue dives inside me.
He licks, sucks, and devours me like he can’t get enough. My hands fist his hair and pull him closer as my hips rise to grind against his mouth. Quickly, he releases me and pulls my legs towards him. In one quick thrust, he enters me.
“Damn it, darlin’,” he moans. “Get ready, because I’m about to fuck you until you can’t walk.”
His dirty mouth is my undoing. My climax quickly approaches. His thumb rubs my clit. My center throbs. My toes curl. My body stiffens.
“Loving you, is the best decision I ever made,” he whispers. “Show me you love me, Eva. Cum for me, Darlin’.”
Soon, my whole world goes black as my eyes shut and my orgasm rips through me. Screaming his name, he continues to fuck me harder until I can’t bear anymore. I beg and plead for him to stop, but he doesn’t as he pushes my body further than I ever thought he could.
Coming down from my high, I open my eyes and see him smile. “Good girl,” he grins.
In one swift move, he picks me up in his arms and carries me to the wall.
“Now,” he says, as he trails his tongue up my neck and thrusts his hard cock back inside me. “Take me to the place only you can when I lose myself inside you.”
I grab his arms as he grips my hips and forces me to ride him. I scream as my body throws itself into another orgasm, stronger and harder than the first.
“Fuck yes,” I hear him grit out as he chases his own release. I feel him thrust once, twice, three hard times inside me before his groans fill the room. He empties himself completely as I ride out the rest of my high until we are both breathless and holding each other close against the wall.
When we’ve both begun to recover, he carries me to the bed and gently lays me down before pulling out of my body and taking the spot next to me on the cool sheets. I turn to look into his eyes and see my whole world staring back at me. He was my dream, all along, and without a doubt the best damn decision I ever made.
Epilogue
Rolling onto my back, my body stretches out in the cool sheets as I feel a delicious ache in all the right places from the night before. A cabinet closes in the front of the apartment and I soon smell coffee brewing. Reluctantly, I pull myself from the covers and grab a robe from a nearby box marked “clothes.”
Shoving my feet into some warm slippers, I start padding my way down the hallway and try not to think about all the boxes I am passing that still need to be unpacked, broken down, and somehow discarded. I round the corner and see Noah sitting at the little kitchen table we bought earlier in the week and smile. His eyes break from the newspaper he is reading and he grins at me across the room as he lifts his coffee cup to his mouth.
“Good morning, gorgeous.”
“Hello handsome,” I smile. “You made me coffee?”
He nods to the counter and then looks back at the newspaper in his hand and continues reading. I walk over to the fridge, pull out the coffee creamer and pour myself a cup. Walking to the table to sit with him, I grab my phone off the counter and start searching through online sites for a local furniture place where we can buy a few things this weekend. I am still lost in my Google search when Noah breaks the silence.
“Well hell,” he says. I look up and notice he is still reading the newspaper. Ignoring his comment, I go back to what I was doing as I already know what is in the paper, having written it myself.
“Can you believe that,” he exclaims. Still, I keep my eyes on what I am doing and just sip my coffee in peace. I figure if he really wanted to talk to me about whatever he was reading then he would just come out with it.
“Come on now! That can’t be right! There is no way! Are you serious?”
Now he’s got my attention. Especially since there was nothing in the newspaper that important this last week. Completely lost, I put down my cup and phone and look straight at him. He smiles over the top of the newspaper at me, obviously glad he finally caught my attention and then goes back to his reading.
