The Daddy Box Set

I nodded my head, trapping my lower lip under my teeth.

Noah glanced around, and then his eyes flashed.

He took my hand and led me outside onto the terrace. I looked around at the other two houses next door. Sami informed us earlier that they were rentals, so a majority of the year we’d have the space to ourselves.

But the way that Noah made me feel, I wouldn’t have cared if anyone was home. I was wrapped up in him and couldn’t care less if anyone saw. Thinking of that stirred my stomach.

Noah placed my hands on the railing and lifted my skirt again, shoving it to the side. He quickly rolled a condom on himself then pushed aside my panties and positioned his tip against my opening.

He entered me, incredibly slowly, stretching me.

I pushed myself against him, and he let out a small grunt.

I grinned and moved around his cock, wanting to please him as much as he pleased me.

He pumped inside of me, building me up, before slowing back down to a teasingly slow pace.

“This is fucking perfect,” he said. “I picked a good house. With a fantastic view.”

“Uh-huh,” I said between thrusts.

“I want to fuck you every night, right here.”

“I wouldn’t be opposed to that.”

“God, Jess, you’re fucking amazing. You feel so good.” And as if he needed to test this theory, he reached around and started rubbing his fingers over my clit while he fucked me from behind.

I lifted up onto my toes to angle him into the perfect position.

My hands gripped the railing, and I locked my elbows, pressing as much as I could against him. I wanted to feel every single inch of him. He ground against me harder and harder. My breath caught in my throat, and I squeezed myself around him, tightening and loosening as he slid in and out of me over and over again. We found our rhythm and just as I thought he was going to let go inside of me, he started to slow down.

“I don’t want this to end yet,” he said as if he was reading my thoughts.

I had other ideas for how I wanted to finish this.

“I want to look at you when I come,” I said, twisting around.

Noah came out of me. His slick cock was dripping with my wetness. I shoved the rest of my dress down, feeling deliciously wicked standing outside butt-naked and incredibly turned on. The breeze over the ocean danced across my skin, making all the hair on my body stand on end.

I grabbed onto Noah’s cock and started to stroke it. I wanted to take off the condom and touch his silky skin, but I wasn’t sure if he had another one. And I definitely wanted him to come inside of me. So, I stroked him with the latex on and cupped his balls in my hand, gently rolling them in my palm.

Noah moaned and sagged a little. But when his tongue touched my breast, I realized that was his goal. My breasts ached for his touch from his hands or his mouth. It didn’t matter. The combination of him kneading my breast or sucking the peak built me up again.

As if he felt the same way, he suddenly stopped and grabbed my ass, lifting me in the air.

“Oh!” I cried.

“I can’t wait any longer for you, Jess,” he said with hunger in his eyes.

He pressed me against the wall, and I held onto the railing for balance as he entered me again. I tilted my head back toward the sky, closing my eyes and feeling the swell of my lips as his cock pushed inside of me once more.

“Oh, God! Noah, keep going,” I said, unable to allow him to stop. I needed to come. I wanted it so badly.

He held me against him and then started to thrust quicker until my entire body rocked against his. He touched my sweet spot over and over until I reached the top of my peak. I cried out. My voice swallowed up by the ocean crashing to shore behind me.

Noah’s head dipped down, and his chin touched his chest. His hands gripped my waist until it almost hurt, but I knew he was close so I didn’t say anything. I rode the wave down as he came inside of me. Those final thrusts were slow as he finished, milking the feeling for all he could.

Once he was done, he helped me down from the railing.