Sandcastle Kisses (The Kisses 5)

Without a moment’s hesitation, he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. I was glad, because I was pretty sure my knees were made of jelly. Plus, I liked the idea of him carrying me off to bed like a caveman.

He tossed me onto the bed, and I grinned as I bounced. I rose to my knees and wiggled out of my dress, tossing it to the side. His eyes went wide and dark as he looked me over, and judging by the stress on his zipper, he enjoyed it.

I watched in fascination as he pulled his polo over his head in a smooth movement. The room was dark except for the moonlight shining through the window. His muscles caught the light, making him gleam like the men in my best wet dreams.

He fished in his pocket for a moment to pull out his wallet. He opened it and pulled out a cellophane square. I held open my hands and he tossed it to me so he could unbuckle his shorts and step out of them. With my eyes on him, I carefully opened the package. I could see just how excited he was by the massive tent in

his boxers. My lady parts tingled with excitement at what he was about to offer. I licked my lips, wanting to have him that second.

I slid to the floor, going to my knees before him. “Let me,” I purred. He gave a slow nod as I reached for his boxers and pulled down. A little gasp of desire escaped me as he sprung free. He was utter male perfection, and he was about to be mine.

With seductive slowness, I kissed the velvet tip of his erection, stroking his delectable length with the lightest touch of my fingers. I gave him one slow lick with my tongue from stem to stern, watching the muscles in his abs tighten.

“Holy shit, Izzy,” he growled, his voice rough with need. I grinned up at him through my eyelashes, letting him know exactly what my mouth could do. His hands tangled in my hair as his eyes rolled back in his head. Small, pleasure-filled sounds echoed through the room as I tasted him.

I pulled back, giving him one last kiss before sliding the condom down his engorged length. My body tightened with every inch I lowered. I wanted to envelope him like that.

He took my hands to help me stand, our eyes meeting. The blue of Noah's eyes went dark with storm clouds of want. Just his look had my body humming. His eyes left mine to travel up and down my body, and his mouth opened in awe.

“You are so beautiful,” he whispered, wrapping his strong hand around my neck and pulling me into his kiss. His hot length pressed into my hip, his kiss hot and insistent. Together we stumbled back onto the bed.

His body pressed against mine as he pushed my panties to the side and positioned himself at my entrance. I arched my back, giving him full access. “Please...” I panted.

With terrible slowness, he slid into me an inch at a time until I was sure I could hold no more. He continued, pressing ever deeper. I cried out with pleasure; he felt even better than I had imagined in my dreams.

He pushed himself to the hilt, filling me completely and then held there. My world tightened around him as he began working himself back and forth with calm, even strokes. My hands went to his back, his ass, wanting to touch every wonderful inch of him.

“Noah...” I moaned. Even his name felt wonderful. I hooked my legs around his waist, my hands grabbing at the flexed muscles of his shoulders and arms. I wanted more of him, as much as I could handle and more, but he just kept his perfectly even pace. It was driving me wild.

I tightened my legs around him and twisted, rolling him under me so we switched positions and I was on top. He grinned and brushed a strand of hair from my face. I began to bounce, his hands going to my hips to match my tempo. I went fast and hard, letting my body take what it needed.

“Oh, fuck, Izzy,” he groaned, letting his head fall back into the bed. His hips matched my cadence, our bodies meeting with a carnal sound that only added to my lust. He was everything I wanted. His body was heaven made of muscles and blue eyes.

His hands went wild, touching my hips, my stomach, my breasts, my ass, and my arms. It was like he wanted to touch me everywhere all at once. I understood the feeling as my hands used his pecs for balance. I needed more hands to touch him more.

He rose to his elbows, driving his full length deep into me. I gasped, meeting his eyes. His face was flushed. I loved that he was panting with want. His erratic breathing and the knowledge that it was I that was doing that to him turned me on like nothing I could imagine. I kept the undulating motion with my hips, watching his face contort with pleasure.

His thumb went to my nub again, still swollen and tender from his last touches. With the first brush, my temperature shot into the stratosphere. I was the one panting now, balanced on the edge of ecstasy.

Our eyes met, blue to green, and our worlds exploded. The look on his face sent me spiraling into oblivion. I tried to hold on, to hold back, but I was lost to his release. My body trembled against his, pulling him deeper inside of me. I never wanted to let him go.

After an infinite moment, I collapsed on his chest. We both were struggling for breath, our hearts nearly pounding out of our chests. He kissed me, his lips soft and gentle as I snuggled into the nook of his shoulder and wrapped a leg over his. I loved the way his heart was pounding.

“Stay the night,” he whispered. It wasn't a question, but it wasn't a command either.

“I was hoping to,” I replied, kissing the line of his pectoral muscle. “I'm not done with you yet.”

He twitched against my leg, already growing hard.

“I knew breakfast really had been a good idea,” he said quietly. I giggled and kissed him again. I had to agree. Breakfast was a great idea.

Chapter 11

Noah snored softly in his sleep beside me. I lay in bed for a few minutes, enjoying not only the luxury of sleeping in, but also waking up to a gorgeous naked man. Life was good.

The light on my phone blinked steadily, telling me that I had a new text message. The only problem was that it was across the room. Noah mumbled something and smushed his face into the pillow, and I had to work hard not to giggle. He was adorable when he slept.

With a silent smile, I slipped from the bed and walked on noiseless feet to the bathroom. The sheet shifted as I escaped its silky fingers, revealing Noah's perfect butt. I gave it an appreciative look before disappearing to find my clothes.