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He didn’t hesitate, and immediately tackled the buttons that kept her so modestly covered. Once the blouse portion of her dress was undone, he spread the sides open wide. Leaning forward, he lavished kisses over the soft swells of her breasts overflowing her bra and dipped his tongue along the deep cleavage in between.
She shivered and reverently whispered his name.
Wanting her upper body naked, he pulled the dress and straps of her bra off her shoulders and down her arms until her breasts were bared and the bunched material tightened at the crease of her elbow. She shifted, trying to lift her hands from the desk so that she could slip out of the sleeves, but he stopped her before she could follow through on her intent.
“Don’t move,” he ordered, liking the way her current position kept him in total control. “I want you to keep your hands right where they are.”
Excitement glowed in her gaze and her skin flushed in anticipation. Burying a hand into her thick hair, he tangled his fingers through the soft strands and tugged her head back so that her slender throat was completely exposed to him. Driven by something primitive and possessive that overruled his common sense, he placed his open mouth on her arched neck and grazed his tongue across her delicate skin. He found a particularly sensitive spot that made her shiver and drew that tender flesh between his teeth. He nipped and suckled, and did something he’d never, ever done to any other woman—he marked Natalie as his.
She gasped and arched into him as he bit her neck, and he felt her tight nipples stab against his chest, demanding their own fair share of attention. His free hand molded to one full, straining breast, and his thumb and forefinger closed over the pearled tip and tugged, hard enough to make her suck in a swift, startled breath of air.
He continued to nuzzle her throat, then trailed hot, damp kisses lower. Finding her breasts, he curled his tongue around a waiting nipple, licked at her slowly, then drew her deep into his mouth with a soft, wet, suctioning pull that made her thighs clench his thighs and her hips rock rhythmically against his thickening cock.
“Noah, please,” she urged on a long, drawn-out moan.
With the urgent plea in her smoky voice and the sexy, provocative gyration of her hips, she brought him to the brink of climax. Without preamble, he reached beneath the skirt of her dress and yanked her panties down and off her legs. One touch of his fingers against the slick folds of her pussy told him she was beyond ready for him and any other foreplay was unnecessary.
He reached for his belt, his movements frenzied as he jerked at the buckle and pulled the strap free. The steel button and zipper followed, and he shoved his pants over his hips, just low enough to free his shaft. Grabbing the foil packet that had started this sexual encounter, he quickly rolled the condom on. When he glanced back up, he found Natalie watching him, taking in his size and length with an appreciative lick of her lips.
Her arms and hands were still propped behind her on the desk as he’d ordered, and she looked completely wanton with her top open and her naked breasts quivering. Her dress was hiked up around her splayed thighs, giving him an unobstructed view of the pink, pouty lips of her sex, glistening with her dewy essence—all his for the taking.
Cupping her luscious ass in his hands, he pulled her hips to the very edge of the desk, positioning her for his possession and forcing her to press her knees against his waist for better leverage. Taking his cock in his hand, he rubbed the sensitive, swollen head through her petal-soft folds, bathing the tip in slick moisture before ending the torment and pushing into her with one long, hard stroke.
She sucked in a swift breath, and a raw sound of pleasure rumbled from deep inside his chest as he watched her body envelop him, surrounding him in wet heat, and felt the exquisite squeeze of her inner muscles.
The sheer bliss of finally being inside of her was so intense, so startling, he had to take a moment to savor the feeling because he knew it was only a matter of a few strokes before he’d come. His skin burned, his muscles ached, and his stomach constricted with the need to thrust.
Holding back, he lifted his eyes to her face, finding her lips parted and her pupils dilated with heat and arousal. Wanting her on the edge, too, he pressed his thumb against the hard knot of nerves between her legs, just above where they were joined, teasing her with feather-light caresses that gradually deepened to long, rhythmic strokes. Her body trembled, and he could feel her fighting the orgasm building within her.
“Noah…move.”
He shook his head, denying her for the moment, not until he extracted what he wanted from her. “I want to watch you when you come.” And he wouldn’t be far behind, he knew.
She groaned, closed her eyes, and gave herself up to the sinful, erotic ministrations of his fingers against her clit. She clenched her legs around his hips, her breathing escaping in short pants. When he felt her body draw tight and contract around his rigid shaft he finally did move, and took her where they both were desperate to go.
Yet he couldn’t seem to get close enough, deep enough. He pumped his hips forward and back, again and again—every thrust heavier, harder, than the one before. His heart thumped in his chest and his pulse surged, urging him on, taking him higher, but it was ultimately her soft, keening cry and the rippling of her second climax that milked him to completion, leaving him drained and light-headed from the incredible, shuddering release they’d shared.
Stunned by the intensity of their joining, he gathered her close, and she buried her face against his neck and sighed contentedly.
“Oh, wow, is it always this hot between us?” she murmured, her teasing tone bringing levity to the moment.
“Mmm,” he replied noncommittally, because he couldn’t bring himself to tell her it was their first time. “If it gets any hotter I think we’ll spontaneously combust.”
Her soft, appreciative laughter wrapped around him. “That doesn’t sound like such a bad way to go.”
Oh, he most definitely agreed, knowing he’d found heaven in her arms. And now that he’d had a taste of how good it was between them, physically and emotionally, he knew letting her go when all this was over wasn’t an option.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Natalie leaned her head against the back of her leather seat and glanced out the passenger window of Noah’s car. Absently, she took in the scenery as her mind wandered over the past two days. Ever since that evening in Noah’s office when she’d seduced him, things had definitely changed between them, in a very good way. She felt closer to him, more intimately connected. He’d not only fulfilled her wildest fantasies, but touched her with tenderness and the kind of intimacy she longed for, as well. And she had to admit that even he seemed more relaxed around her. Less tense, and more affectionate.
They’d spent yesterday together on what felt like a date, and she’d enjoyed every bit of her time with Noah. When she’d insisted that she needed to get out of the house for fresh air and stimulating activity or she’d go mad, he’d hadn’t refused her request or tried to tell her she needed more rest. He took her to a movie, a romantic comedy that made them both laugh out loud, and they’d grabbed an early dinner at a restaurant before returning home.
She’d gone upstairs to change for bed while Noah headed into his office to put together files and paperwork on a case and make last-minute calls in preparation for his trip today. All she remembered was crawling beneath the covers, determined to wait for Noah so they could make love again, only to fall asleep and wake up in the middle of the night snuggled in his arms. She’d felt so content and secure, that just being cocooned in his warmth and scent had been enough for her. By the time she’d woken from a sound, dreamless sleep in the morning, Noah was already showered, changed, and had breakfast waiting for her.
Now, Natalie still wore a satisfied smile on her face as Noah drove her to Cole’s to spend the day with Melodie while he was out of town until later that afternoon. When she’d casually asked him where, exactly, he was going, he’d evaded the issue with, “It’s a private, confidential matter” and she’d respected the answer as part of his job as a private investigator.
“Here we are,” Noah said, his deep, smooth voice penetrating her thoughts.
