Page 33 of The Enforcers: NOAH

“My heart tells me we need each other,” he said. “It tells me you shouldn’t be alone.”

She moved forward and put her head on his chest, sliding her arms around his waist. He closed his arms around her and rested his cheek on her hair, breathing her in, letting her warmth and sweetness seep into him, filling up the empty places.

Holding her like that soothed something deep inside him. He’d had girlfriends and hookups, and whatever that sick thing was he’d had with Selina.

But he’d never had someone who needed him as a shield against the outside world, and who made him feel better just by holding him.

He moved his hand to the back of her head, running his fingers through her hair, feeling the fine, flyaway tendrils twine around his fingers. She tilted her head back and looked into his face, all her vulnerability showing in her eyes.

Slowly, he lowered his mouth to hers. He tasted her, letting the sweetness slide through him, and she opened her lips to his with a sigh.

Her tongue was soft and silky, tangling with his in a slow dance of desire. He sucked gently on her sexy pouty lower lip, the way he’d wanted to do when he first saw her in her office, and he heard her give a tiny moan.

That one sound unleashed both their desire. Her hands clenched fistfuls of his shirt, and he deepened the kiss, wanting to pull her to the edge with him and jump off the cliff, safe in each other’s arms. She moved against him, pressing her hips to his, her tiny movements stroking his cock and making him want her even more than he already did.

He swept her up so she was sitting on the kitchen island, pushing himself in between her thighs as he moved his lips down her neck and into the V of her low-cut shirt. She dropped her head back, baring her neck to him further.

His wolf loved it.

He closed his teeth gently on the tender skin, and her throaty moan went straight to his cock. He had never been so hard for a woman, never wanted anyone so much. He licked the skin over his love-bite, and then kissed it.

Mina pulled him to her, rolling her hips sensuously against his cock, and he thought he was going to burst his zipper. He gave a guttural half-growl half-moan, feeling the heat of her arousal even through their clothes.

Mina’s hands were up inside his shirt, stroking his back, and the feel of them on his bare skin made him insane. He wanted more, more, more.

He stripped her shirt up over her head and threw it aside. Then he hit the button on the microwave and set it going again.

“What are you doing?” she murmured.

He took a fistful of hair and bent her head back, sucking on the skin just below her jawline. “Can’t forget about dessert.”

She was already tearing at the snaps on his Western shirt, pulling them apart. He shrugged it off and went for her boots and jeans, dropping the boots on the floor one by one and holding her around the waist with one arm so she could lift her hips and shimmy out of her jeans.

The microwave dinged again, and Noah opened the door and pulled out the chocolate lava cake, along with the container of sauce.

He scooped up a bite of the cake with his fingers and fed it to her, watching her close her eyes as she licked the chocolate off. She made a sexy noise in her throat.

“Holy fuck,” he said. “You look good enough to eat.”

She just smiled at him slowly, her eyes drunk with kisses.

He reached behind her and unhooked her bra, dropping it on the kitchen floor. She arched her back, tantalizing him with her soft creamy mounds.

Noah picked up the container of sauce and dribbled melted chocolate over her breasts. She moaned, arching her back further, her nipples standing up. Noah ran his tongue over the hardened buds, rolling them in his mouth, sucking the chocolate off them.

Then he licked each breast as slowly as possible, reveling in the sweet taste of her chocolate-covered skin.

Mina was pretty sure she’d died and gone to heaven.

She’d never done anything as decadent as letting Noah dribble dark chocolate all over her breasts and lick it off. The feel of his tongue, the rich smell of the chocolate…she could feel the tension building in her core, and he hadn’t even gone near her lady parts.

As if he could read her thoughts, he drew another line of chocolate straight from her cleavage to the edge of her panties. As his lips and tongue moved slowly down her belly, licking and kissing, Mina heard herself whimper with desire. She didn’t even care how needy she sounded.

She gave herself over to the sensations, doing all the things she’d ever wanted to do: stroking Noah’s hair, running her hands down his cheeks and feeling the hint of masculine stubble. She traced the line of his neck and shoulders, the velvety skin sheathing hard, rippling muscle.

He ran one finger down her abdomen, tracing a straight path, and then another. “Are these your stretch marks?” he murmured.

A hint of embarrassment shot through her. “Don’t look at those.”