A Million Dirty Secrets (Million Dollar Duet 1)

Noah lifted his head a bit and looked back at me. “Not really. I’m pretty comfortable and would prefer you stay right there.”

The Cooch and I were in agreement on that one.

I started on his neck and shoulders, kneading the flesh as firmly as I could without pinching his skin. He moaned in approval while I worked the tense muscles until I could feel the tension melt away under my fingers. He kept his eyes closed and I did my thing, making my way across his shoulders and down his back. I couldn’t help myself—I leaned forward and gently kissed his neck. He moaned again and shifted his hips, causing a delicious bit of friction between my legs. I figured since he liked that, I’d do it again to see if I could get the same reaction. Noah did not disappoint.

I kissed a trail down his spine, all the while continuing to massage his muscles, craving the feel of him beneath my fingers and palms. He arched his back, which brought his ass even closer to my center like an offering. So I slid down his legs and made a pit stop to swirl my tongue in those little dimples above his ass, dragging my arms and hands along the flesh of his back as I did so. When I reached the towel, Noah lifted his hips and I slowly peeled it back, exposing God’s gift to ass whores everywhere.

My tongue slipped out to wet my lips as I ogled it, feeling suddenly ravenous. Then I slid my hands over the two luscious mounds and palmed them greedily.

“Your ass is so perfect.” I leaned forward, gave it a quick flick of my tongue, and then bit him.

Noah flinched with a hiss and I bit him again, but on the other cheek. He was delicious. I took a hunk of his skin into my mouth and gave it all the suction I had. Oh, God, I was finally getting what I wanted most, and it was so worth the wait. My moans mixed with Noah’s hisses and then some stuff went down seriously fast.

Somehow Noah was able to flip over without bucking me off him and onto the ground. I found myself straddling his chest with my legs over his shoulders, the Ridonkabutt nowhere to be found. I was kind of miffed about that, but I quickly settled down when I felt Noah’s mouth frenching the Cooch.

“Shit …,” I said with a sharp intake of breath when I realized he had also managed to pull the strings on my bikini bottom and had me bare. When Noah Crawford wanted something, you couldn’t bat a lash around him or you were going to miss seeing how he got it. Not that I was complaining or anything.

He looked up at me from between my legs. “Take your top off for me. I want you to feel the cool night air against those beautiful little pink nipples.”

I reached behind my neck and pulled at the string and let the top fall forward. He kept his eyes on my every movement while he gently kissed and sucked at my clit. My nipples were already pebbled and I wanted to give him a show, so I palmed my breasts and rolled the rosy peaks between my fingers. He hummed in appreciation and then I released the tie at my back and tossed my top to the side.

“Lie back, baby. Let me make you feel good.” His arms came up to my sides and he helped ease me back until my stomach was flat and I could feel his cock under my shoulder. Then he slid his hands back down my sides and grabbed my hips. The sky was clear and the moon was full and fat overhead. I could see each and every single star in the night sky, and it felt like I had been warped into another universe. Noah was doing that otherworldly thing with his mouth as a gentle breeze washed over my skin, and I could hear all the nocturnal sounds of crickets and other bugs and animals around us. It was serene and exotic.

I felt Noah’s tongue enter me and I suddenly wanted more, to feel him inside me right in that exact place at that exact moment. Not that what he was doing didn’t feel simply awesome; I just wanted more.

I didn’t want to argue. I didn’t want to think. I didn’t want to do anything but feel.

So I sat up, and after a brief protest from Noah, I broke up his little make-out session with the Cooch.

“Did I do something wrong?” he asked, confused.

I simply shook my head as I straddled his waist. “No talking. Just feeling,” I whispered against his lips, then kissed him passionately.

His arms wrapped around my back and he held me to him, answering my kiss with an equal fervor. This was what I was looking for. Our bodies said things our mouths would never admit. There was no competition, no challenge, just two people giving and taking in the most natural way, fulfilling a basic need.

I put my hands on his chest for leverage and raised myself up. His eyes were locked with mine as I rolled my body and slid my wet folds along his length. I had no idea if I was doing any of this right because I’d never been in control before. I only did what felt nice to me and hoped he liked it, too. When his lips parted and his eyes became hooded, I had my answer.

My hands traveled down his chest and over the defined muscles of his abdomen until I found his monstrous cock. I lifted myself off him and positioned him at my entrance, but then I hesitated. God, I so did not want to mess this up.

Noah must have sensed my unease because he caressed my thigh and in the most tender voice said, “Just ease down slowly, kitten, or you’ll hurt yourself.”

I took a deep breath and let it out slowly as I followed his instruction, feeling every bit of his massiveness fill me inch by magnificent inch.

“That’s it, baby. God, you feel so fucking incredible.”

“I don’t know what to do,” I confessed once I had taken him all the way in. His cock was so much deeper from this angle than it had ever been before.

“Move your hips, up and down, back and forth. Ride me, baby. Do whatever feels good to you, and I promise it’ll feel good for me, too.” Then he licked his luscious lips and said, “Come here and kiss me.”

I leaned forward and he craned his neck up to meet me. As he did so, he held my hips and slowly began to move back and forth inside me. Then he swiveled his hips and I felt him grind against my clit. I gasped when a shock wave of pleasure shot through my body.

He broke our kiss. “See? Just like that.”

I kept my eyes on his and my hands on his chest as I sat up a little and rolled my hips to re-create the same sensation. I could feel the ridges of the head of his dick, the throbbing of his pulse, the pressure of his hands as he pulled me back and forth. His thumbs were pressed to the sensitive spot over my hip bones and I moaned and dropped my head back. The stars and moon were looking down on me, and I was convinced that this was the most perfect I had ever felt in my entire life. I felt alive, no longer numb.

“What are you thinking about, kitten?” Noah’s voice was raspy and filled with desire.