Page 28 of All I Need


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We were standing on the sidewalk.

“Are you hungry?” His eyes held mine, and the look contained there sent my belly into a big swoop.

I didn’t even reply. He turned, reaching for my hand and walking briskly to where his car was parked.

“Where are we going?” I asked as he was pulling away from the curb.

“My place.” His tone was almost brusque.

“Are you going to feed me?”

He stopped at a stoplight. When he looked my way, I felt fiery liquid need spin through my veins. This man knew how to give a look. I was hot all over and had to squeeze my thighs together to quell the throb at my core.

“I had something else in mind.”

A bubbly sense of joy rose inside, and I laughed as he gunned it when the light turned green. The mix of joy with desire was almost intoxicating.

He reached across the console, his palm landing on my thigh, his touch warm and sure.

“I missed you,” he said gruffly.

“It’s only been two days,” I whispered.

“Two days since I saw you. It’s actually been eleven days since we were alone.”

I opened my mouth to correct him and then gasped when his hand eased between my thighs. I was wearing a pair of dress slacks.

“I hope you missed me too,” he said, his low and gravelly voice sending sparks scattering through me.

I was barely paying attention until he turned down a street only minutes away from where I lived with Quinn. “Oh,” I murmured. “You said you were near us.”

Noah didn’t reply, taking a quick turn onto another street and then pulling into the driveway of an updated, charming colonial home. It was one of those old homes divided into a duplex. With Noah’s hand curled around mine, he led me down a walkway to one side. Snow blanketed the area just beyond the path. I took in details as he let me in through the door—dark wood, sunshine spilling through the tall windows, quiet.

Then his mouth was on mine, and our tongues were tangling as we tumbled into a hot, breath-stealing kiss.

He spun me around until I felt the cool wood of the door seeping through my jacket and blouse. Need was pouring through me, and I was frantic to get closer.

“Noah—” I gasped, my head thumping against the door as his lips blazed a hot trail down the side of my neck.

“Yes, love?” he murmured just before nipping my earlobe and sending shivers chasing over my skin.

I didn’t know what I wanted, not specifically. I just needed him buried inside me. I craved relief from the need racing through me.

Somehow, I got his pants unbuttoned, letting out a moan when I felt the hot skin of his cock under my touch. Meanwhile, he deftly opened my blouse, and a ragged sigh slipped out when his warm palm cupped a breast. His thumb teased over my achy nipple before he swore and impatiently undid my bra. My fingers speared into his hair when he bent low and brought his mouth over a nipple. Pleasure darted straight to my core. My panties were soaked.

When he shoved them down—when did he get my pants undone?—he teased his fingers into my swollen folds. “Mmm, so wet, you feel so good,” he murmured. “Hang on a sec.”

In a moment, he’d produced a condom out of his pocket and smoothed it on. He shifted, lifting me against him and guiding himself into position at the cradle of my hips. I felt the thick press of his crown at my entrance and curled my legs around his hips.

“Look at me,” he commanded.

My eyelids were heavy, but I dragged them open. We stared at each other as he slowly sank into me, sheathing himself in a gentle slide. He pumped his hips, settling himself more deeply. I bit my lip as my pussy rippled around him.

He held me tight, the door giving him an assist, as he drew back to fill me again. I felt exposed, frantic, and needy. I felt stripped bare as if he could see all my secrets. I wasn’t the kind of woman who got desperate for a guy.

Except for Noah, I was.

With his dark eyes on mine, he fucked me slowly against the door. My release started to roll through me, rising in waves, until one crested high, and the froth of pleasure burst through me. I shuddered around him. His lips were on mine, catching my cry just as I felt him go taut, and the heat of his release filled me. It was all over but the gasping.

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