Page 72 of Let Me Show You

“Absolutely,” I confirm.

He breaks out into a smile, then brings his lips to my ear. “Good because I’m all in, no matter what.”

Thank God.

He presses a kiss to my neck, and I shiver under him. “Yes, more of that…a lot more of that.”

“As much as I’d love to taste your pussy right now, we can’t here. I mean, we could but…”

“Let’s go to your room.” I grin. “That’s where we were in my fantasies anyway.”

He chuckles, then stands and helps me to my feet. “You’re bad.”

“Where did you envision it happening?” I counter as I pick up my dress and slide it back on.

“Oof, where to start…” I take his hand as we make our way upstairs. “My passenger seat, the bed of my truck, under the bleachers…”

I bark out a laugh. “The bleachers? You’ve watched too many romcoms.”

When we walk into his room, he shuts the door, then pushes me up against it. “But the place I dreamed of most was having you in the shower—the hot water staining your skin red, the steam surrounding us, the slap our bodies would make as I took you from behind. That got me through some hard times,” he muses.

“Mm…that imagery alone might make me come,” I tease, sucking in a shallow breath. “I think we could turn that one into a reality.”

“I’ll make a list so we can check it off.” He smirks, bringing his hand under my dress and finding my pussy. “You’re so wet for me.”

I tilt my head back and moan as he takes control. “Yes.”

He rubs my clit before sliding down and thrusts his fingers inside me. I gasp at how amazing the intrusion feels. Noah captures my mouth, and I widen my legs as he fills me deeper.

“Baby girl, you’re so tight.” He pulls out, then pushes in two digits. “I have a feeling I’m gonna embarrass myself when I finally get inside you.”

Wrapping my hands around his neck, I pull him in for an intense kiss. “I thought we weren’t gonna be embarrassed with each other anymore, remember? Because if that’s the case, don’t look at my stretch marks and cellulite.”

“I love everything about you, even the things you think are imperfections.”

His fingers slide up my slit before he brings them to his mouth and sucks.

“You have any goddamn idea how long I’ve dreamed of tasting you? Fuckin’ hell.” He growls.

“Don’t stop,” I plead. “More.”

“I wanna see all of you.” He unzips my dress and unclasps my bra, then admires every inch of me as he undresses me.

“Now you,” I say eagerly, reaching forward to touch him.

“I’m all yours, sweetheart.”

I lower his boxers, and when his cock springs free, I stroke him. His eyes roll to the back of his head as he fists my hair. “Totally worth the wait.”

Grinning, I lower to my knees to put him in my mouth, and the moment I do, Noah releases an animalistic groan. “Katie, baby. Fuck. That feels way too good.”

Though it’s been a long-ass time since I’ve done this to a man, it feels natural and right with him. I glide my tongue along his velvety soft skin, and he shakes against me.

After a moment, Noah lifts me back to my feet and playfully throws me on the bed. I yelp in surprise as I bounce on the mattress, then move to the middle. He towers over me, and our tongues tangle together in a heated kiss.

I’m close to begging him to get inside me when he spreads my thighs and dives between them like a starved man. As he sucks my clit and fingers my pussy, my breathing goes ragged. It only takes seconds for an orgasm to build, and then I’m screaming out my release.

“Mmm…” He buries his face in me, then licks his lips. “I could stay here forever.”