The air hissing through his teeth was loud. He gripped her wrist, the one that was still touching the scar, and kissed the inside. The second his mouth found hers again, she ran her hand down his chest and beneath the waistband of his briefs.
When her fingers wrapped around his length, the muscles in his chest expanded, his head dropping to the crook of her neck.
She slid her hand up until she reached his tip, then she ran her palm over him.
A shudder rolled down his body, and he groaned as she ran her palm back down to his base.
His reaction to every touch made her feel powerful and wanted and his.
“Addie.” There was something dangerous in the way he said her name…like it was a warning.
She didn’t listen. She wasn’t finished touching and exploring him…learning what drove him as wild as he drove her.
But when he lifted off the bed, it was too soon, and she groaned in frustration.
He chuckled before pushing down his briefs. Then he stood in front of her completely naked. Her mouth went dry, her belly doing something between a somersault and a clench.
God, he was beautiful. If he stood still long enough, he’d almost look like one of those perfect sculptures.
He reached for the side drawer and pulled out a foil that he tore open with his teeth. Before he could slide it on, she sat up and took it from his fingers. Slowly, she rolled it down his length, her lower belly throbbing at the feel of him.
He growled, a long, deep sound, then gently pushed her back and dragged her panties down her legs.
Finally he lay between her thighs, and she could feel him right there at her entrance. It was intoxicating.
His gaze bored into her as he whispered, “Last chance to walk away?”
He thought she could walk away from this? He was already under her skin, deep inside her chest… He was everywhere.
She hooked a leg around his waist and tugged, feeling his tip slip inside her. “I’ve never walked away from something I’ve wanted. And I’m not going to start now.”
Her name hit the air like a flare, before he dropped his head and kissed her while sinking deep inside her.
Noah burned for Addie.She was like a flame that never died. And right now, the feel of her walls wrapped around his cock lit a fire in his blood.
He tangled his tongue with hers, forcing his body to remain exactly where it was, to ignore the urge to drive into her.
She groaned and rolled her hips, testing his self-restraint.
Shit, this woman killed him.
Slowly, he lifted his hips and pushed back inside.
Oh, Jesus, she felt good.
Her nails bit into his shoulders, her breath running over his mouth as she gasped. Even the fucking scent of her made him lose his mind.
He kissed across her cheek, then behind her ear, sucking her delicate skin as he continued to thrust in and out. Every moan, every time her body did that thing where her back arched and her nails raked over his skin, he was pushed that much closer to the edge.
He gripped her knee to lift it higher, hitting a new point inside her. The need to see her had him lifting his head. He watched the desire play over her face. The scrunch of her eyes. The separation of her lips as air panted out of her.
Perfect. She was fucking perfect. And she washis.
He lowered his head and kissed her while reaching for her breast and holding the small mound in his palm. When he found her nipple, he rolled it in a circle.
She gasped. He did it again. Her hips began to lift, meeting him thrust for thrust, drawing him deeper inside her.
Fuck, he was almost at the tipping point.
