Noah takes off his own shirt, then lowers over me, skin to skin. He trails his lips over my collarbone and down to my breast, sucking my nipple between his teeth.
“Oh God,” I moan.
“No, it’s Noah.”
I’d tell him not to be facetious but I’m too lost in the sensation of the tug on my nipple as he sucks it again. Neither of us speaks as he slides lower and slides down my pajamas and panties all together, his eyes moving over my body as his hands follow. My head tips back as he settles between my legs, lifting one of my thighs over his shoulder.
“Still think having your pussy licked and coming is impossible?” he asks, lightly stroking a finger over my clit. With his other hand he opens me and my cheeks heat.
“Answer me, Cherry,” he demands.
“No,” I breathe out.
“Do you want me to make you come again?”
Yes. I don’t speak it aloud. His expression says he’s waiting. “Yes,” I tell him.
My mouth drops open and I arch up as he spears his tongue inside me. His hands glide up my stomach and he grabs both breasts as his shoulders push up against me, forcing my thighs up and wider apart. He slides his body with the movements of his tongue, undulating against me so my hips rise and fall.
The sensation of his tongue pressing in and out and the way he is tugging my nipples starts to set me off. This is embarrassing how fast it’s happening after what I said last time, but that thought leaves my head as my whole body tenses.
Noah doesn’t let me move even as I try to fight against it and pull him in at the same time with my thighs.
“Oh God,” I cry out as pleasure rolls through me in waves and I let out a long, low keening sound.
My brain is still trying to compute what the hell just happened when Noah goes up on his knees looking down at me with hooded eyes. “I said, it’s Noah,” he growls.
I’m too caught in the aftershocks of a mind blowing orgasm but at the same time, I don’t miss how beautiful he is as I take in the man looming over me. There is a roaring lion tattooed on his arm and he has ridges and muscles like I’ve never seen in real life. A thin layer of hair covers his pectorals, and I reach up to run a hand over them, making him hiss as I touch his nipples.
He shakes his head and for a moment I think he’s having second thoughts, then he pulls on the waistband of his jeans, popping the buttons. His dick springs free and I can’t help but stare.
He’s smirking when I look back up at him.
“Is that…” A giant metal ball through the end of his dick? It’s not actually that big, but I wasn’t expecting it.
“Don’t worry,” he strokes a finger into my pussy again making me jump. “It won’t hurt. Not in a bad way, anyway.”
He moves to the side and pulls off his jeans and underwear then pauses with a frown. Oh, right. I lean over and open my bedside drawer. There is a box of condoms in there. For a minute I wonder how long they’ve been there, but when I look up at Noah, his face is thunderous.
“What is that look for?”
“Nothing,” he grabs a condom and tears it open with his teeth. “Spread your fucking legs, Cherry. I want to see that dripping cunt.”
My throat tightens as I try to swallow. His words are so crude, but the whole package is turning me on. I want to tell him to screw the condom and get in me already but that is a very stupid idea.
Noah gets it on in record time and lowers himself over me, his hands beside my head on the pillow. He hovers there for a moment, looking down at me.
I get lost in his eyes, they’re so blue and intense and I curse the split on my lip because I want to feel his mouth on mine. He does one better though and dips his hips, entering me in one hard thrust, enough that I shove up the bed.
“Oh fuck,” I cry out as he retreats then pushes in hard again, making me jolt.
“Hold on, Cherry,” he guides my hand to the headboard. “Don’t let go.”
I grip the metal bars with one hand, the other is useless in the bandage but I keep it above my head, even though I desperately want to touch his hot skin.
His voice is commanding and damn, do I want to obey. He starts to thrust into me, his eyes locked on mine the whole time. I grip the bars tighter, pushing against his hips. He grabs on to them and holds me down, moving on to his knees so he can get more power behind his thrusts.
“You’re fucking gorgeous, Cherry. So tight, so fucking wet me for. You like being fucked hard, don’t you, baby? Fuck I’ve wanted inside this pussy since the second I saw you.”
