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Noah grins at me. “You sound like a fortune cookie.”
I laugh and shake my head. “All I’m trying to say is that the future is filled with endless possibilities, so why hold onto one failed possibility from the past?”
“When you put it like that, it makes sense,” Noah says, nodding. “Very wise.”
“Thanks,” I giggle. “And for what it’s worth…” I let the laughter fade away and get serious. “I don’t see you as a failure. I think it takes a lot of strength to keep going after you suffer a blow like that. It can really get someone down when things don’t work out the way you thought they would.” I have more than enough experience of that in my life to know what I’m talking about. “Not laying down and feeling sorry for yourself is already a feat.”
“So, you think I’m brave, huh?” Noah asks with a cocky grin.
“Yeah,” I say with a giggle, and the way he looks at me makes me blush. “I think you’re great.”
I sit up, tucking the foot he was massaging under me. Noah puts his hand behind my neck and kisses me. He slides his tongue into my mouth and I moan. He cups my cheek and pulls me closer to him. I shift and he lays back so that I’m on top of him, the length of my body pressing against his. We scissor our legs. One hand is in my hair; the other runs up and down my body, tracing my curves while he kisses me.
We make out on the couch for a while, like teenagers.
The clouds are a thick blanket outside and the snow keeps falling in a steady sheet, hiding the sun. Slowly, as the sun sets behind the blizzard, the light starts to fade.
When it’s dim in the living room, Noah pats me on the ass.
“Are you hungry?” he asks.
“For you,” I mumble against his lips.
He practically devours me. Our kissing becomes urgent, and Noah tugs at my clothes.
“Come to the bedroom with me,” he murmurs, and I break the kiss to clamber off him. When he stands up, he wraps his hands around me and cups my ass cheeks, pulling me tightly against him. He grinds his erection against my crotch and I gasp. His lust for me echoes what I feel for him, and when he takes my hand, I let him lead me to the bedroom.
He kisses me again in the bedroom and starts undressing me. His moves are slow, teasing, and between making serious eye contact and pulling my clothes off one by one, he kisses me.
I undress him, too. I want him naked. I want his hands all over my body, his tongue on my lips, my breasts, my pussy.
And then I want him inside of me.
Noah kneels in front of me when he works the yoga pants I chose for the flight down my legs. He unwraps me like a gift, taking my panties along with it and lifts each leg carefully so I keep my balance.
When I’m naked from the waist down, and only wearing a bra, Noah guides me to the bed and nudges me to lay down. He kisses me again before he works his way down my body, and with every kiss, he leaves fire in his wake. I moan and gasp when he nibbles the delicate skin under my breast. I writhe when he runs his fingers down my ribs, and it tickles. When he licks a circle around my belly button, I push my hands into his thick hair, and he draws a wet line down to my pussy.
I moan when he closes his mouth of my pussy and cry out when he flicks his tongue over my clit. He wraps his arms around my thighs, hands on my stomach, and he kneads and massages my stomach and my hips while his mouth works wonders on my pussy. He licks and sucks me, and I shiver and squirm and cry out as he pushes me closer and closer to the edge.
But Noah won’t let me topple over and fall into my orgasm. He’s not ready to let me go just yet. He wants to drag it out, and every time my breathing catches in my throat and I feel like I’m going to come undone at the seams, he slows down. When I’m too close, he licks his way down my slit to my entrance, tongue fucking me once or twice until I’m collected enough to return to my clit.
By the time he’s denied me my third orgasm, I’m trembling with the need for a release.
“Please,” I beg, writhing on the bed. I curl my hands into fists around his hair and pull him closer to me, but he resists and chuckles. The deep vibrations of his voice against my pussy only work me up more.
Noah flicks his tongue over my clit again, and he pushes two fingers into me. When he pumps his fingers in and out, licking and sucking my clit, he finally lets me fall.
I cry out as hot pleasure washes over my body and I squeeze my eyes shut, tilting my head backward. I open my mouth in a silent cry of pleasure and my muscles contract and relax as I orgasm long and hard.
Noah crawls over me while I’m still in the throes of pleasure. My legs fall open for him and he pushes into me. I cry out, the orgasm still rolling when he buries his cock inside of me, and the orgasm only intensifies.
Noah starts fucking me. He pistons in and out of me, and I moan and cry out as the orgasm subsides into an intense pleasure. He moves faster and faster, the bed rocking on its base, the backboard banging against the wall. The room fills with the sounds of our sex—my cries, our hips slapping together, the bed banging against the wall.
Noah’s skin is slick with sweat, his hair getting damp and clinging to his face in the near-dark of the room. He trembles all over with the intensity of what we’re doing, and I’m right there with him.
He kisses me again, holding onto me tightly, and when he rolls over, I squeal. I’m on top of him now, and I reposition myself a little, straddling his hips.
His cock is deep inside me and I rock my hips back and forth a few times, adjusting to his size now that I’m on top.
