“Please,” I beg, consumed with desire.
Noah moves his hands into my hair. Lowering his mouth to my ear, he whispers, “But I can’t wait. Because right now, I just need to be inside you. I need to fuck you.”
“Yes.” I nod, completely unashamed. “Yes.”
Noah’s hands leave my hair, roaming back down and stopping when they reach the hem of my shirt. Swiftly, he lifts it over my head, tossing it somewhere on the floor. His breathing is ragged as he skims his finger along the swell of my breasts. Ever so softly, he lowers the straps of my bra and tucks a finger into each of the cups. He pulls, and my breasts spill into his waiting hands.
“So gorgeous.” Cupping my breast, Noah brings it to his mouth, his tongue teasing my nipple before he sucks hard.
“Oh God.” Gripping the back of his head, I writhe. Noah’s mouth moves from one breast to the other, his tongue flicking and sucking and driving me absolutely wild. I squeeze my thighs together to suppress the growing throb. “Please, Noah.” Almost before I can register it, my skirt is bunched around my waist and my panties are gone. The distinct sound of foil ripping comes next.
“Here. Let me.” I take the package from him and slip it between my teeth while I lower his jeans. His cock bobs heavily between us, brushing against my stomach. Noah hisses when I roll the condom over his thick shaft.
“You’re sure about this?”
Is he insane? “I haven’t been this sure about anything in a very long time.”
He smiles wickedly. “Wrap your legs around me.” Noah lifts me, wedging my body between his and the door. Reaching between us, I position him at my entrance, and he lowers my body until I’m seated on his cock.
“Damn, you feel good.” He lifts me, pulling himself out before slamming me back down. I suck in a sharp breath, and he stills. “Are you okay?”
r /> More than okay, I think, unable to get the words out.
I look down the length of Noah, admiring his sculpted body. Chiseled lines merging with defined dips and ridges, he’s goddamn perfect. Perfect for me. My eyes slide lower to where our bodies are joined. One look at this man sliding in and out of me, and I know for certain he’s ruined me. Because my body was made for him, made for moments like this.
“Lennon, are you okay?”
Consumed with emotion and still unable to find my words, I nod. That must be all the confirmation he needs, because Noah begins to move faster and harder, with long, deep strokes that unravel me one delicious pump at a time.
“Noah.” I wrap my arms around his shoulders. His hips thrust upward, his hands on my ass, ensuring that I keep pace. Lowering his head, Noah kisses and sucks every inch of my skin that his hungry mouth can reach.
Closing my eyes, I drop my head against the door, my hips flexing in tandem with his. Blood rushes through my ears, nearly drowning out the sounds of our bodies slapping together and our faint moans and grunts.
The heat builds to excruciating levels, tiny sparks shooting down my legs, and in one glorious moment, I lose control. My toes curl, my body jerking, pulsating around his. Noah’s movements become quick, more frenzied. He buries himself to the hilt and growls, pumping several more times before dropping his head to my shoulder. His body trembles against mine, both of us panting raggedly.
“Lennon.” Noah kisses the side of my neck and my cheek before his lips find mine. “What are you doing to me?”
“Killing you softly, babe, just like you’re doing to me.”
He smiles against against the sweat-soaked skin of my neck. “I want more. So much more.”
And I give it to him, over and over and over again.
Lennon drags in a ragged breath. Brushing a chunk of hair out of her face, she smiles. Her big, blue eyes meet mine. She blinks several times, her lids heavy, quite possibly with a mixture of pure lust and utter exhaustion.
“I think you broke me,” she says, burrowing against the pillow.
After our little stint in the living room, I brought her to my bed, and this time I made sweet, sweet love to her. It wasn’t rough and frenzied like earlier, but soft and gentle, the kind of love she deserves.
“One more round.”
I’ll probably die if she agrees to another round, but I’ll take the risk if she’s game.
“Oh, no.” Lennon shakes her head, her eyes drifting shut. “I swear you’re trying to kill me.”
“Death by orgasm.”
“What a way to go.” She snuggles against me, her back to my front and, sure as shit, my cock stirs once again.