“I think you like when I’m a little bit rough, don’t you?”
Mmm… Rough was the only way. “Yes…”
“I can do that.” His hand slid under my loose sweater and cupped my breast, his thumb dragging slowly over the tight tip. “You liked when I pinched your nipples, too, didn’t you?”
“Mmm…” I had been a mess after leaving his apartment that night.
“What is it you want, Avery? To be loved or fucked?”
Love? My mind shied away from that sticky word.
Love was uncomfortable, a source of guilt and obligation that led to grief. No matter how much I might want to be loved, it wasn’t what I wanted tonight.
I wanted something I could count on and judge at face value, without accidentally mistaking it for more.
“I want you to fuck me.”
His hands yanked my sweater over my head, and in the next second, I was facing him, his fingers buried in my hair, angling my head back as his lips sealed over mine.
He backed me toward the bed, his tongue devastating my mouth as it plunged deep, silently delivering promises of what was to come.
Noah was a man who kissed with his whole body. When his mouth was on me, so were his hands. His front pressed to mine as if we were melded into one and I savored every inch of warm, hard contact.
“I love that you’re not fragile.” He tugged the straps of my bra down my arms, and I pulled free.
If only he knew how breakable I was. How broken. Grasping at his broad shoulders, I deepened the kiss.
“You’re a greedy little thing, aren’t you?” His fingers shoved into the front of my jeans, tugging my hips closer to his as his erection pressed between us. “I can’t wait to get in your pussy.”
I gasped as he shoved me onto the bed, his tall body towering over mine. Holding my gaze, he reached behind his head and stripped off his shirt in one forward yank.
My mouth went dry. How was he so built when he hardly worked out? Or did he, just not at the same times I used the gym? He flicked open the button of his jeans but left the zipper intact.
“God, you’re fucking sexy.” His mouth devoured the sensitive curve of my neck as he lifted my arms. “Keep them up.”
I stiffened, his command grating against my nature and calling up all my usual instincts. “I don’t bottom.”
There she is. Finally, the Avery I knew and loved was getting into the game.
Noah chuckled, dragging his hand up my spine to flick open the first hook of my bra. “What does that even mean?”
“It means I don’t play the submissive in bed.”
He laughed and yanked my knees forward until I was flat on my back. “We’ll see.”
No, we wouldn’t, because I wasn’t going to lie there like some fuck doll for him to boss around. I didn’t follow directions from men off the clock. And if this was truly going to be a one-time thing I had only this one chance to show him what it meant to fuck me.
“Freeze.” I held up a hand, and he stilled. Holding eye contact, I untwisted my bra and tossed it on the floor. Next came my jeans. As I slid them down my legs, revealing a deep violet thong, I watched his color rise.
“Jesus.”
Shifting onto my knees, I reached for his pants, tugging him closer, much like he’d tugged me. “On your back.” The command followed a hard yank, and he tumbled to the mattress.
I didn’t give him a chance to contemplate how the roles had changed. I straddled his hips, rocking my body over the bulge beneath his waist and finding the position that was most pleasurable to me.
His hands caught my hips, his grip tight, almost bruising. Just as momma was finding her groove, he flung me off of him, and I landed on my back again, under him.
“Don’t be selfish.” He flashed a cocky grin and dropped his head to my breasts.
I gasped as his mouth closed over one nipple, teeth scraping and lips pulling tight. My body arched into his, my nails scaling down his muscular arms.
My fist closed around his wavy hair, anchoring him to my chest. “Harder.”
He ground his erection into me, rocking us like two teenagers on the brink of disaster. His mouth tightened while his other hand teased and pulled. I could come if he did this a while longer.
“Ah…” The bite to my nipple pinched on the cusp of too hard, but then my body adjusted to the pain and I moaned. My taut muscles relaxed as my lashes lowered, giving in to the pleasure.
“You really like it rough, don’t you?”
“You have no idea.” I grabbed the back of his neck and yanked him closer, shoving his mouth to my other breast.