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“No. The only thing keeping me from hammering into your innocent pussy is my sweatpants. Legs apart. Don’t make me repeat myself. I don’t like that.”
She draws in a ragged breath and does what I ask. I nearly pass out at the sight. She’s wet between her legs. Moisture coats the inside of her thighs. Her pussy glistens like it’s decorated with priceless jewels. All doubts about whether this was the right move evaporate. Autumn is turned the fuck on. I palm myself through my sweatpants and give my cock a hard jerk.
“Dip your index finger inside your pussy, Kitten. Let’s hear your slick sounds of want. Get yourself good and wet because I’m going to take you soon, and you need to be ready.” I pull out my cock and squeeze the tip until pre-cum covers the cockhead.
She gasps at the sight of my monster, and her finger slips in knuckle deep. Her next groan comes from her own touch. “Put two more fingers inside yourself, all the way to your palm. You gotta make yourself ready. I need to know you want it.” I stroke my cock roughly. “You can see how much I want you, but you’re not getting this until you can prove that you’re ready. Can you do that, Kitten? Nod if you’re with me.”
CHAPTER12
AUTUMN
My heart races.Another side of Noble has come out. I wonder if it’s always been there or if I’ve sparked it the same way he’s done to me. Those dark thoughts I have about him when I’m alone rise to the surface.
“Kitten.” His tone is stern. I bite my bottom lip as I slide another finger inside of myself. It stretches me. If this is already making me full, how will Noble ever fit inside of me?
He strokes himself as he watches me slowly work my fingers in and out of myself. My legs are spread wide, making me feel vulnerable. He can see every part of me. I’ve never been this way with anyone. I didn’t know I was capable of showing this much vulnerability, considering how I grew up.
I didn’t think he could get any more handsome, but seeing him this way is a whole other level of hotness. I can’t help but love that I made him like that. He looks like he’s hanging on to his self-control by a very thin thread. I know he’s waiting for me to give him the go-ahead to touch me. He’s been holding back from the start, trying to earn my trust. He said that in the beginning. That he was going to lure me out to him. He’s done it because now I want to pounce. Better yet, I want him to pounce on me.
“Noble.” I lick my lips, getting up the courage to say something I’ve never said to anyone before in my life. “I need you. Please.”
Before I even know what’s happening, Noble is on his knees with his face between my thighs. He pulls my hand away to replace it with his own. His fingers slide into me as his tongue laps at my clit. I arch into him, the pleasure overwhelming me. He devours me. The first orgasm hits me hard. I grip the arms of the chair as my ass rises up.
Noble's forearm comes over my hips, pinning me back down, his mouth never leaving me. He drinks down every drop of my orgasm and demands more. He thrusts another finger inside of me.
“I’m going to have to work you up. You’re so damn tight. Break you in with my fingers.”
“Yes,” I moan. I think I would agree to anything right now. Watching Noble on his knees in front of me, going to town between my thighs is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. It’s not only the act but the intensity coming from him.
He strokes my clit faster with his tongue as he hooks his fingers inside of me, hitting something deep that I didn’t know was there. This orgasm is different from the last. It explodes out from everywhere, my whole body humming with pleasure. I feel a sharp pain for a second, but it’s gone as quickly as it was there. Noble continues lapping at my sex, drinking up my orgasm before he slowly pulls his fingers out from inside of me.
“Don’t move,” he orders when I start to close my legs. Then he pushes my shirt up, revealing my breasts as he rises to his feet to loom over me. I watch as he strokes himself. “Kitten,” he groans as he starts to come. Ropes of cum spray across my thighs and sex. He keeps stroking himself as more comes from him, this time hitting my stomach and breasts.
He stares down at me, his eyes taking in what he’s done to me. He marked me. It’s a crazy, almost barbaric thing, but I love it. I feel claimed in a way. No one has ever staked a claim on me. I should probably feel otherwise, but I can’t help but love that he wants himself to be all over me.
“You’re stunning, Kitten. But more so with me on you.” He leans down, letting my legs drop together, and kisses me long and hard. “Come on. I don’t want to wash this off, but I do want you to soak in the tub so you’re not sore tomorrow.”
“Sore?” He slides his hand between my thighs, cupping my sex. I tense when he starts to push a finger inside of me. He stops.
“Sore,” he repeats. “Let me get the tub going.” I watch as he walks back into the bathroom, and the sound of water coming on fills the room a few seconds later. When he comes back, he’s got a white hand towel, and he’s put his sweats back on. I can still see the hard outline of his cock. “Open for me.” I do without question.
How does he suddenly have this much control over my body? I really must subconsciously trust him. He’s been so patient with me. I tense again when he wipes between my thighs. When he pulls the towel back, it’s then I see the blood. It hits me what that pinch of pain I’d felt was.
“Noble?”
“The first time I slide my cock inside you isn’t going to be painful.” Emotions fill my throat, but I only nod in understanding. He’d taken my hymen in the least painful way possible. I was so lost in my orgasm I barely felt it.
He tosses the towel down before he lifts me, carrying me to the bathroom and sitting me down in the tub. I let out a soft moan. I can’t remember the last time I had a bath. It’s only ever been shower stalls. It’s a luxury a lot of people don’t realize they have.
Noble drops down onto his knees beside the tub. “What are you doing?” I ask when he starts to put soap on a loofah ball.
“Taking care of you.” I close my eyes, but I can’t stop the few tears that escape. Until this very moment, I hadn’t realized how much I’ve yearned for someone to say those words to me. “Autumn, baby.” He grips my chin to turn my head to face him. I open my eyes. “You’re killing me. Did I hurt you? Kitten, I’m sorry if I went too—”
“No.” I stop him. “You didn’t hurt me.”
He lets out a breath. “Why are you crying?”
“I can’t explain it. It’s not bad, I'm just not used to someone taking care of me.”
