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I felt my stomach tighten, my legs go out straight and rigid, and my back arched as white-hot ecstasy whipped through me. I clamped my legs shut, tried to roll onto my side, to get away from it, from him. He kept rubbing me, merciless, making the pleasure that was almost painful go on and on. I cried out again and again, then slumped back, wrung out.
With one motion, he withdrew his fingers from my panties and rolled us so that he was on his back, and I was tucked into his side, curled up into him. He held me in his arms and kissed my temple and my forehead.
“You are so beautiful when you blush pink all over like that. I’ve never seen anything so pretty in my life,” he said to me. I shut my eyes, burrowed my face into his neck. He held me, seeming to know I needed a minute. One of my legs jerked as an aftershock of pleasure spiked through me. He stroked my hair and kissed my head. “I never dreamed you’d be that responsive. Every way I touched you seemed like it took you higher. Are you always so ready?”
“Only with you,” I admitted, not looking up at him. “When you were mad in my office, it made me wet.” I spoke barely above a whisper.
“You’re kidding,” he said, and I was afraid he’d laugh at me, that I’d revealed too much. “Do you know how many times I’d leave your office rock hard and pissed off? Do you know how impossible it was to talk to you when all I wanted to do was eat you out? When I was in there after the tools were stolen, I wanted to bury myself in you. Like it was the only thing that would help, that would ground me. Was being inside you. When you came to the groundbreaking, and you were talking to Forrester—”
“Ugh, don’t even say his name,” I said. “You were glaring at me like you wanted me dead.”
“No, I wanted him six feet under. I wanted you up against a tree with your legs wrapped round me.”
Then he was on his feet, and I stood up as well, my bare legs cool now that he wasn’t sprawled over me. I crossed my arms over my chest, chilled and a little self-protective, feeling exposed.
“No,” he said. “Never cover yourself from me.” He pulled me into his arms and bent me back, kissing me fiercely. Then he swept me up, his arm under my legs, the other around my back, and carried me like it was nothing, all the way to my bed.
“You make your bed every morning?” he asked, eyeing the tidy comforter and pillows. I nodded, self-conscious. “That just makes it more fun to mess it up,” he said mischievously.
He pressed me back on the bed and tugged off my lacy panties. They disappeared into his hand, and I knew he felt how drenched they were. He brought them to his face and breathed in, “Beautiful,” he said, “you drive me crazy enough as it is. Now I’ll never forget how you smell when I rile you up.” His voice was as desperate and needy as I felt. I was shaking from the image and I nodded, barely able to move.
Noah went to his knees beside the bed, his hands parting my legs. He slid his palms up the insides of my thighs and looked at my bare sex, flushed and swollen, practically weeping for him. I watched him as he raised his fingers to his mouth and licked them, lewd and filthy. Then he dragged those wet fingers down the seam of my body from my clit all the way down my sex, parting my folds, making me shudder and moan. I clenched my fists in the sheets. He grinned and then licked me, in one long pass of his clever tongue, from my aching sex all the way up to my clit. He pursed his lips, sucked my clit and it was like being stabbed with a knife made of pure, golden pleasure. I shrieked and bucked as he kept working me with his lips and tongue. He licked in that good spot right underneath my clit, making my inner muscles pulse in time with his merciless sucking. He kissed my core, open mouthed, his tongue pushing in, penetrating me, then flicking the underside of my clit again. I wrapped my thighs around his head, my legs over his shoulders. He grabbed a handful of my ass and lifted my hips so he could feast on me. I watched him, how lewd and incredible it looked for Noah Jeffries with his dark, shiny hair, to be eating me out, my bare sex in his luscious mouth. I moaned, cried out, begged him to stop, begged him to keep going. Then he shifted and shoved two long fingers into me at once, stretching me. I whimpered.
