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I know it’s not like that—Noah is a womanizer and I’ve known that from the start. But it’s hard to tell my head to think about the facts when my body is taking over, with heat pooled between my legs and a need that only he can fulfill for me.
When we stop in front of his apartment building, he keeps his hand on the small of my back while we walk inside and ride the elevator to one of the higher-up floors. He touches me like I’m to be worshipped.
He opens the door for me and closes it behind me. We’re alone, and Noah turns to me. He places his hands on my neck and my jaw and kisses me again. He’s tall, hunching down to kiss me, and I feel small and delicate.
When his tongue slides into my mouth again, I’m overtaken by my desperate need for him. I’ve come this far; there’s no point in trying to fight it now. I stop thinking and wrap my arms around his neck.
He walks me backward through the room. My legs hit something and I nearly fall, but Noah is right there. He catches me and lays me down on a couch.
We make out, and his kisses are slow and sensual. His hands slide slowly down my body, tracing my curves. He cups my breasts, massaging them through the shiny black fabric of my dress. I moan and gasp. Lust unfurls at my core.
Noah’s moves his head to my neck and kisses his way down to my chest. My skin is on fire. While he kisses me, I unbutton his shirt and push my hands onto his bare chest. His chest hair is thin and curly between my fingers and hard muscle moves under his skin. Despite not being a football player, he’s built like a hell of an athlete and it’sdelicious.
When he tries to kiss me lower down, following the neckline of my dress, the fabric stops him.
I roll over and undo the zipper that runs down my back. Noah peels the dress off my shoulders, and we wriggle and work together to get rid of it. I pull his shirt down his arms while we’re at it, and he drops it onto the floor to join my dress.
We’re half-naked on the couch, and Noah climbs onto me again. Now that I’m only wearing underwear, he plants kisses all over my skin. I gasp and moan as he works me up more and more.
When he pulls down the cups of my bra, tweaking my nipples before sucking them into his mouth—first one and then the other—I moan loudly and rock my hips forward. Noah grinds his thick cock against me and he’s hard and eager, ready for me.
I want him inside me.
But Noah takes his time. After paying attention to my breasts for a while, sending jolts of lust through my body directly to my pussy, he makes his way down my body. He plants kisses on my ribs, my stomach, draws a circle around my belly button with his tongue. When he takes it further, he pulls my thong down with the motion.
He closes his mouth over my pussy, flicks his tongue over my clit. His fingers slide down my slit and I’m dripping wet for him. When he pushes two fingers into my entrance, I gasp, and Noah balances me between his finger and his tongue, licking and sucking while he pumps his fingers in and out of me.
He pushes me closer and closer to the edge, and I moan and cry out.
I’m about to come undone at the seams when he stops. I let out a moan of frustration. Noah chuckles and takes my hands, pulling me up. He takes off my bra and tosses it to the side before he lifts me up. I wrap my legs around his waist—he’s still wearing his pants—and he carries me through the apartment and to the main bedroom.
I’m vaguely aware of a stylish yet minimalistic apartment, decorated in shades of beige and brown. A real bachelor pad.
Noah drops me on the bed and unzips his pants. When he pulls it down, he sets his cock free, and it’s as impressive as always. God, he’ssohot. He’s the whole package—handsome, well-endowed, and he knows how to use it.
When he’s naked, he crawls onto the bed, but it’s my turn to tease him. I nudge him so that he lies down and straddle his legs. When I lower my mouth to his cock, he sucks in his breath through his teeth and groans when I suck his head into my mouth. I pump my head up and down, taking him deeper and deeper. I cup his balls with one hand and wrap my fingers around his shaft to make up for the distance I can’t cover with my mouth. For a while, I pump my head and my hand up and down together and massage his balls carefully, making him beg and groan. He pushes his hands into my hair, getting stuck on the pins where I clipped it back for the evening out.
I stop sucking him off and lift my hands to my hair to undo the pins. Noah grabs me and flips me over and I squeal and giggle. He’s on top of me in a flash and pins me down.
“You’re such a tease,” he growls in a throaty voice that makes me shiver. His eyes are filled with lust and he kisses me.
When he positions himself between my legs, my thighs fall open. His tongue is in my mouth, tasting, probing, and I moan long and loud when he slides into me.
I love the feel of him inside me—he fills me up and I shiver around him, my body adjusting to his size. He waits, knowing I need to adjust, before he starts to move. His cock slides in and out of me as Noah bucks his hips. He moves slowly, at first, teasing me. I wrap my legs around his ass to pull him deeper, but he takes his time. He left me on the verge of an orgasm and I’m desperate for a release, but Noah is adamant about drawing this out and it only adds to my need for him.
When he can’t hold back anymore—teasing me teases him, too—he bucks his hips harder and harder. I cry out with every stroke. Noah’s body is large and muscular on top of me but he doesn’t crush me. His kisses me while he moves inside me, and I moan and cry out as he fucks me harder and harder.
He breaks the kiss and focuses on making me orgasm. It only takes a few hard thrusts, and I’m there. He watches me, kisses me, runs his hands through my hair while I shiver and tremble and cry out. I press my lips against his shoulder and let the pleasure wash over me.
It takes a while before I come down from the high. Noah kisses me.
“Wait,” I gasp. “Your turn.”
Noah looks confused, but he pulls out and sits back on his heels.
I rolled over and push up on my hands and knees, ass to him.
“Fuck,” he says through gritted teeth when I look over my shoulder at him. I don’t know what makes me so wild with him. He brings out a side of me I’ve only experienced with him before, but I want to take chances, to do something different when we’re together.
