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Long, callused fingers parted the bare flesh as he licked through the sensitive, drenched slit. His tongue slid inside her, worked her, drove her crazy with the need racing through her, burning her with pleasure.

“You taste like sunshine,” he growled at her clit. “The sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted in my life. Like fucking ambrosia.” He licked around her clit as his fingers drew more of her juices back, back, penetrating her rear again while one finger on the other hand slid inside the tormented depths of her.

“So tight. So hot.” Two fingers penetrated her dually, working inside her as Sabella laid her head against the stair rail and sobbed in pleasure.

“Tell me you like it,” he demanded then kissed her clit. A pursed-lipped kiss with the added lick of his tongue, just above it.

“Oh God. Noah!” She screamed his name, sobbed it.

“You’re so fucking wet you’re drenching me. So hot and wild, Sabella. Get wild for me, baby. Give it to me. Give it all to me.”

Both fingers slid deep, impaled and stroked, and still he kept her on the edge. Just enough that her body flooded with the excess of her need, and he was there, lapping at it. Fucking her with his fingers, licking her with his tongue.

“Are you ready to come for me, Sabella?” His fingers slid back, returned, thrusting inside her slow and easy and making her insane for fast and hard. “I could get that pretty little clit off for you? Or do you need to think about it a while longer? I could give you a few more minutes. I could tie your hands to those rails and give you a few more hours.”

Hours? Sabella blinked in dazed tormented pleasure. She could feel the perspiration on her skin, the slick need that coated her thighs. She stared at her hands, locked on the spindles, and knew she couldn’t last. She could never last hours.

“Sabella.” Lyrical, hoarse, deep, his voice was another caress. “Tell me, baby. Do I need to tie you and let you think about it a while longer?”

“Noah.” Her voice was ragged, her breathing heavy, labored. “Oh God. Let me come. Please let me come.”

“Such a good girl.”

And he rewarded her. His finger slid back from her pussy, another joined it, pressed forward as the one in her rear thrust deep again. He drew her clit between his lips, sucked and licked, and Sabella saw fireworks.

She screamed at the pleasure, racing explosions fractured through her nervous system and left her shuddering, trembling, as she rode the pleasure for every fiery wave she could get from it. Her wail echoed inside her head. Her legs shook and only the hands that suddenly gripped her thighs held her on her feet.

She was sobbing from the need now. The pleasure was still racing through her, and still, she needed more. That need had crawled under her flesh and seared her with a hunger as desperate as the one she glimpsed in Noah’s eyes.

“Wildcat.” He moved behind her, peeled her fingers from the rails, and pulled her to him. “Sweet, sexy little wildcat.”

His lips came over hers, tasting of her, and of him and of wild need. Sabella moaned in pleasure, trying to crawl up his body, to force the thick stalk of his cock inside her where it belonged. If she didn’t get him inside her she was going to die. She ached. Needed.

“So beautiful.” His voice was hoarse now, as wild as his eyes. “Come on, baby. I have another treat for you.”

Her fingers wrapped as far around his cock as they could, stroked, and she nearly came again at the sight of him, so thick and hard, rising from between the material of his jeans and the chaps covering them. Like a damned sex god. And she was melting like a slavish little pet.

He pulled her fingers from him, turned her and headed her up the stairs. She moved up the first two steps, desperate to get to their bedroom.

Until he stopped her, pulled her to her knees, and a second later his cock was pressing into her.

“I can’t wait.” His hands gripped her hips, flexed at them. “Ah God, Sabella, I can’t wait.”

He surged inside her, hard and deep, thick and heavy, the ropy veins caressing and stroking hidden nerve endings as she arched her back and cried out his name.

How was he supposed to survive this? Noah blinked back the sweat from his eyes, his breathing harsh, heavy as he felt the tight, gripping muscles of Sabella’s pussy wrap around his cock.

He was lost in her. That dark lust he had always capped was driving inside him now, released, freed. So wild, so hungry, there was no way to control it. He didn’t want to control it.

He pumped inside her, staring down, watching as his thick flesh pulled free of her, dripping with her juices, only to sink into the tightest, hottest flesh he had ever known.

He was supposed to survive without this now?

He was supposed to walk away? To give her up?

He shook his head as he pumped harder, deeper, groaning as he felt the slick, desperate clutch of her pussy along the hard shaft.

Pressing high and deep he heard her wail. His name, a plea. Her pussy milked him, devoured him. The slap of flesh against flesh filled his ears, the liquid grip of her muscles, the feel of her beneath him, giving to him, taking him.

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