Noah was just as lost in this as I was.
He walked us over toward the wall and propped me against it. He had no idea how many times I’d fantasized about this very thing.
Our kiss grew even more intense, and I wanted him to lift my skirt and fuck me right here. Instead, he suddenly put me down. Worried he’d changed his mind, I grabbed his shirt and pulled him back to me. He resisted.
He could see the fear in my eyes.
“Don’t worry, baby. I’m not going anywhere, okay? But I need to stop for a second.”
My heart pounded. Why is he stopping?
“I need to lock the door,” he said before cupping his hands around my face and pulling me in for a reassuring kiss. “We can’t take a chance on someone coming in.”
Relief washed over me. I leaned against the wall as he went to the front door and turned the deadbolt. He drew the shades. Then he walked over to his backpack and took something out—a strip of condoms. He threw it on the nightstand and returned to me.
“I want to look at you,” he rasped, sliding his hand down my chest to my stomach.
He pulled at the button of my denim skirt and undid it. He nudged it down until it fell. I kicked off my shoes. Left in nothing but my thong, I watched as he gawked at me with glassy eyes.
“You’re so fucking hot. You have no idea how long I’ve dreamed about this. I’m so hard just looking at you.”
“What do you want to do to me?”
He let out a long breath and caressed my cheek. “Everything you can imagine.”
I needed to touch him, to feel how much he wanted me. I reached out to rub my palm over his cock, which was bursting through his pants. Its heat penetrated his jeans. His breathing became erratic as he closed his eyes and bent his head back to enjoy my touch.
“Fuuuck…stop.” He placed his hand on mine. “Turn around.”
Doing as he said, I placed my hands on the wall.
“Holy shit,” I heard him whisper as he got a look at my ass.
His hand felt rough as he slid it down slowly, caressing my back. I felt his fingers looping though my G-string. He pulled on it and brought me toward him.
Showering the back of my neck with slow, firm kisses, he spoke against my skin, “It’s almost too much.”
I felt the air between us for a moment. When I looked over my shoulder, he was taking off his shirt. I leaned back against his bare, muscular chest, his erection right up against the crack of my ass. Wetness seeped through the material of my thong as I squeezed the muscles between my legs to curb the intense need building there.
He wrapped his arms around me, my entire body enveloped in his. The skin-to-skin contact felt so good. His heart beat against my back, and I wanted to weep for all the nights we’d wasted not doing this very thing.
He flipped me around and gazed at my body. Placing his hands on my waist, he lowered my thong. Completely naked before him, I felt goosebumps cover my body.
He knelt down and took my pussy into his mouth, lapping at my clit with his tongue before inserting it all the way inside of me. He kept at it for a few minutes as I bent my head back. The pleasure felt like shockwaves of electricity pulsing through my core.
“You taste so good.” He spoke over my skin. “I can’t decide how I want to take you first.”
“Just take me,” I breathed, desperate to feel him inside of me.
Noah stood and brought me to his chest. “I feel like the luckiest man alive right now. I don’t deserve you.” He swept me off my feet as he carried me over to the bed and laid me down.
I watched as he pulled his boxer briefs down. When his cock sprang forward, I marveled at how long and thick he was. In my experience from watching the occasional porn, you typically got one or the other. But Noah’s cock was perfect. The tip was wet, and I had the urge to lick the precum off of it.
He lowered himself over me and began to rub his slick shaft across my taut stomach, sliding it up and down, over my belly button as he looked into my eyes. It was so erotic. Feeling his hot arousal on my skin turned me on to no end.
I couldn’t take it anymore, though. I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the strip of condoms, breaking one off and handing it to him.
“You trying to tell me something?” he teased.
“I want you so bad,” I breathed.
“Easy, beautiful girl. You’re gonna get me. I’m trying to take it slow, so I don’t come all over you right now.”