Billionaire Mountain Man

“Open your car,” I growled.

She smiled and opened the back door.

Chapter Eighteen

Jess

Noah wasted no time getting me on my back. I laid across the back seat of my car and opened my legs to him. I should have worn a dress. It would have made all of this easier. But he quickly popped open the button of my pants and shoved them down. He knelt outside of the car and his mouth covered me. I gasped as his stubbly cheeks rubbed against my inner thighs and his tongue rolled around in circles, flicking and licking my clit.

“Holy shit,” I breathed.

I felt his smile against me, but he kept going. He hooked a finger under the fabric of my panties and moved them aside.

I gripped a chunk of his hair and ground him deeper against me. He barely moved as he slipped a finger inside of me. The sensation made my stomach flutter, and I bucked my hips against him.

His pulsing and licking intensified until I was on the brink.

“Stop,” I said. I didn’t want this to be over that soon.

“No,” he growled against me. “I want to taste your orgasm.”

He didn’t have to tell me twice. Within a few moments, I came for him. Hard. My legs tingled with pins-and-needles from the position I was in as I slowly came down from my high. I never came that quickly in my life. I blamed the tension between us over the past week. Every time I saw him my nerve endings quivered. He caught me off guard, and I wanted nothing more than to feel him inside of me again.

I propped myself up on my elbows, expecting a rational thought to come into my head about this whole situation. But it didn’t. Noah and I wanted this. And by the bulge in his pants, I knew he wanted it too.

“I’m not done with you yet.” He grabbed the fabric around my ankles and pulled my pants off. They crumpled on the ground next to the car. I sat up and tugged down the zipper of his pants. I reached inside and pulled him out. I wrapped my hand around him and stroked.

“That’s good because neither am

I.”

Noah’s body sagged against the car, but he held himself up as I smoothed my hand over his silky cock. It was at the perfect level for me. So I returned the favor. I drew him inside of my mouth. One of his hands fell against my head, and he guided my movements as I sucked on him.

“Jess,” he said over and over. Even though I couldn’t see his face from where I sat, I remembered the blissful look that crossed his face when we got together the first time.

I picked up my pace and moved quicker, paying particular attention to his head. I flicked the tip like he did to my clit and sucked, gently at first and then faster, bringing him to the brink.

As his moans grew louder, I knew he was almost there.

But before I could finish, he moved away from me.

I looked up at him. “Is everything okay?”

He leaned over and kissed me, hard. “Everything is very okay. I want to fuck you now.”

Noah was normally the reserved type, but for the most part, he was around Gina. His parental filter was off, and I was finally seeing the real him. The one that made me wet just looking at him.

He laid me down on the seat again, and I lifted my legs up, spreading myself open for him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet, retrieving a condom.

“How long has that been in there?” I asked.

“Since ten minutes ago,” he said.

“You’re a cheeky one,” I said.

“I like to be prepared.”

I reached up and pulled him to me, kissing him. His kisses were as frantic as mine. It wasn’t our first time, but we’d waited long enough for the second. I could barely contain myself. I wanted him inside of me more than anything. The memory of him didn’t compare to the feel of his tongue on me. He’d given me a taste, and I wanted more.