Page 35 of The Enforcers: NOAH

She slid off the counter and he let her down slowly, turning so his back was to the counter. She pushed his jeans and briefs all the way down and he stepped out of them.

“My turn,” she whispered.

She dipped her fingers into the warm chocolate and spread it up his shaft and over the head of his dick. Then she dipped her head and tasted him.

Noah gave another growl. “Oh my God, woman,” he muttered. Triceps flexing, he leaned back on the countertop.

Mina sank to her knees and began licking off every drop of chocolate, as slowly as she could. Noah kept making those sexy growly noises, and she felt like she was coaxing something out from inside him, something primal and exciting.

“God, Mina, you’re killing me,” he moaned. “I need to be inside you.”

His words felt like they unlocked something in her heart. She stood up and kissed her way back up his chest, and he lifted her off her feet and slid into her in one smooth motion.

Mina gasped.

He filled her so completely, and he felt so perfect inside her. Like a piece of her had always been missing, and now she’d found it.

He held her like she weighed nothing. She wrapped her legs around his waist and held him, and he stood there for a long time, filling her, barely moving, just holding her, stroking and caressing her from the inside out.

“Mina,” he breathed. His lips found hers and he kissed her slowly and tenderly, as if everything he’d ever felt in his heart was pouring out into those kisses.

Mina could sense there was something he needed, something he wanted to give, something that was bottled up inside him and all he could do was speak with his lips, his hands, his touch.

She wrapped her arms more tightly around his neck, wanting to heal what was broken inside him, and he cupped her ass and began to move inside her, quiet and intense as if wanting to savor every stroke, every touch of skin.

Gradually his thrusts became harder, his ab muscles flexing, his strength surrounding her. That wild heat rose again, filling her with warmth and light, her chest burning like a thousand suns. Noah’s eyes were closed, still focusing every ounce of his being on their touch, the feel of their skin, the sensation of being one person.

She felt tears prick at her eyes even as the pressure built inside her once more, a huge rush of light and emotion that crashed down on her like an ocean wave, breaking over her but not receding. It rose again, as he stroked into her as if this were the last time he would ever see her.

Mina’s body was quivering, clenching around his shaft, but another tension was still building inside her chest, as if those thousand suns were about to detonate.

Noah gave a final thrust and a wordless cry, and Mina felt like her chest had broken open and sunlight was streaming out. She came again, trembling in Noah’s arms, and he held her close through his own shuddering climax, as if he would never let her go.