Pushing You Away - Noah & Katie (Ex-Con Duet 3)

“Faster, Katie.” I pump my cock to the same rhythm and can feel the buildup pulsating through me.

“I’m so close…” she murmurs.

“Good girl. Keep going.”

“Finish me off. Please.” She opens her eyes and pleads. “I want you.”

Chapter Nineteen

KATIE

I don’t know what’s come over me, but I keep going. I like how Noah looks at me like he’s going to devour and swallow me whole. My entire body buzzes as I nearly drown in my own pleasure.

“Massage yourself, baby. Imagine it’s my tongue,” his deep voice commands.

The dirty words and his sultry tone encourage me to widen my legs, then rub my clit.

“Faster, Katie.”

I do as he says, but it’s almost too much. “I’m so close…” I whisper.

“Good girl. Keep going.”

I desperately crave his hands on me. Noah’s been the star of my wet dreams since high school, and now that I’ve had a preview, I need all of him.

“Finish me off. Please.” I see his thick cock in his palm. “I want you.”

“Katie…” He groans, inhaling a deep breath. “We don’t need to rush. As much as I want you too, we can take our time.”

Adrenaline unravels inside me as I loop my fingers in my panties and take them off.

“We’ve waited long enough, don’t you think?” I taunt, then kick off my heels. “But if you’re content with just watching…”

As I return my hand between my legs, Noah studies me intently. The vein in his neck pulses, and I’m certain he’s about to lose control. Quickly, he throws his jeans, then slides his boxers back up.

“Get over here, now,” he demands, holding out his hand.

I walk toward him, and he swiftly wraps his arm around my waist. Gently, he pulls me onto the loveseat and climbs over me.

“You have a filthy side, don’t you?” He smirks, rubbing his knee against my pussy.

“You bring it out in me,” I admit.

“Is that so?” He lifts a brow. “What other secrets are you hiding from me?”

I grin, placing my palms over his shoulders and arching my back into his touch. “You’re gonna have to keep goin’ to find out.”

“You’re sure about this?”

“Yes,” I say without hesitation. “Please.”

“I don’t do one-night stands, Katie. I haven’t slept with a woman in a decade, so if you give yourself to me, that’s it. You’re mine. My girl.”

Fighting back the emotions swirling inside me, I bite my lip and nod. “I wanted to be your girl in ninth grade when people assumed we were dating, and I want to be yours now.”

“Even though no one can know we’re together?” he asks, and the guilt immediately rushes through me. I wish I didn’t have to keep him a secret, but I will.

“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…”

“Yeah, no…let’s go to your room,” I say urgently, laughing. “That’s where we were in my fantasies anyway.”

Noah chuckles as he stands, then 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 teenager movies from the eighties.”

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 widened 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 going to be embarrassed with each other anymore, remember? Because if that’s the case, don’t look at my stretch marks and cellulite.”