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She cupped his face, allowing her fingers to graze his skin. She took in his stubbly chin and the smoothness of his cheek.
She pulled back as he kissed her neck, his lips soft. His hands reached around, pulling her chest against his. His tongue swiped across her collarbone.
"Noah," she whispered softly, her eyes flickering toward the door. Worry filled her chest. "The healer is around here somewhere. This is a bad idea. We could get caught."
She knew where this was heading, and she didn't need anyone stepping in on them doing the deed. She could already see it, her riding him while the door swung open, and he’d get a good view of everything. Not only that, but she didn't need Noah hurting more than he already was.
"You're going to deny me?" he asked. His fingers grazed her collarbone and then pulled down her shirt, freeing one of her breasts. He sucked on her nipple, forcing a whimper out of her.
"You're injured," she mumbled, trying to push the brain fog away. "You're supposed to be resting. Not this," she said, waving a hand between them.
He chuckled softly, his teeth touching her skin. His tongue flicked her nipple again. "Sounds like I need a good nurse."
Her skin felt as if it was in flames, and she swallowed. Her insides twisted, and she felt hot all over. She wanted him.
She looked down at him, looking at the fire in his eyes. Even hurt, he still wanted her, and she wasn't going to deny him that. They were finally free.
She moved, crawling onto the bed. She straddled him, sliding the sheets down. As she moved, he smirked at her, reaching a hand out to her.
She slapped him away. "No moving," she ordered. "Let your nurse handle everything."
She took in his naked frame, and his cock was already high and ready. She swallowed, clenching her legs together. Her tingles grew with anticipation for what was coming.
She started to grind herself against him, his penis rubbing against her clit. She felt sparks and moaned.
He growled low into her ear, egging her on. She smirked, pressing her hands on his pillow to balance herself. She knew he was mostly healed, but his muscles still needed time to rest.
"Fuck, Becca," he said to her. "You're cruel. Let me touch you."
She shifted slightly, knowing she was soaking him, grinding harder onto his cock. She felt the fabric of her panties adding an extra twist to her sensation.
"This is all yours, Noah.”
She slid a finger into herself, feeling the wetness coat her finger. She pulled it out, spreading the wetness over her clit, sending tingles down her spine.
His eyes watched every movement she made, and his throat bobbed. “Enjoy the view, but you can't move. You're injured enough."
"That's unfair, love," he growled at her. “I’m not the type to watch and not touch.”
"No, it's not unfair. Not when I need you to heal quicker."
He wanted to argue, but she pulled a hand up, pressing a finger to his lips. "You either take it, or I'm getting off. And I think both of us want me to stay on."
His eyes narrowed. "Fine, I won't move." His eyes looked down to where her lips were wrapped around his cock. His eyes darkened with need.
She wrapped a hand around him, stroking him once. Noah grunted as she moved her panties aside and slid herself onto him. She sank down easily, and they both moaned at the contact.
Noah's hands grabbed her hips, and she growled at him. "I won't move," he grumbled. "I just need to hold you. I don’t want you falling off.”
She took in his words as she started to rock herself. She watched Noah's nostrils flare as he wanted to take control but didn't. He listened to her demand. She moved slowly, allowing herself to feel him inside her. She knew they couldn't be rough. But the way his dick felt inside her was magic.
She sped up, feeling them both growing closer. His breath hitched, and she was panting with each motion. She ran a hand down, working her finger over her clit. His eyes watched every move she made.
His fingers pried into her skin, and his voice dipped. "Becca, please." His voice was on the verge of begging.
"No," she snipped, leaning forward, bottoming out on him. He grunted sharply, and her orgasm grew. She was so close.
"Sweetie," his voice turned soft, "let me mark you."
