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“This is me, telling you something I’ve never told another soul. This is me letting you carry me, as I carry you.”
He tugs his shirt over his head, grabbing my hand, placing it over his heart. “And this is me falling in love with you second by second.”
I drop my head to his, and it’s become our signature move. “Make love to me, Noah. And let me show you how I’m falling in love with you, too.”
I don’t crash my mouth to his. I’m deliberate in my actions, tracing his soft and plump lips. His mouth is warm, and a shiver runs through my spine at the sensation of entering his body in this way. My tongue explores the recesses of his mouth, as he moans into mine. Our kiss is gentle, loving and intoxicating, making my head dizzy with desire. I’m drinking in his masculine nature as if he’s the drug and I’m the addict. I’m an addict for Noah James.
“Ash. This. Is. Everything,” he says between kisses, never pulling away from me.
“Yes,” I singsong, drawing out the one syllable word.
I devour every part of our long kiss, a prologue to the beginning of our story. We share every part of intimacy in our long, drug-induced kiss, but it’s as tender as can be. My hold on him tightens, and his own power is displayed, matching mine.
“I could kiss you all night,” he states, his lips never leaving mine.
“I have nowhere to be but here, babe.”
Arching his brows, he replies, “Well, look at that. Neither do I.”
Our lips are still connected as he’s running his fingers through my hair.
“I’m weak when it comes to telling you no,” I whisper into his lips.
“Ditto,” he returns.
His tongue slips past the seam of my lips, but this time, his need comes with more urgency. It's not rushed, and soon, we both deepen the kiss. It's as if we can't do simple and gentle for long.
I yield to his more forceful power, allowing him to smother my mouth. Rubbing my back, his hands move up my neck, holding my head in place. He knows I’m not going anywhere, but he loves to have authority, just as much as I love to be a bratty bottom. I give in to everything right now, but more so, I give into him. I want to give him everything.
He may short circuit my brain, but I trust him to make this good. Between our emotions, the shared intimacy, and the obvious chemistry, the best fuck ever will never compare to the worst day I’ll ever have with Noah. I want to share it all, the good, the bad and the ugly. Even in the ugly of life, I’ll have Noah to paint the blue, pinks, oranges, and yellows of our horizon in our own story.
His hardness grows beneath me, and he lightly tugs away. “I need you under me. And because I don’t have the patience to take you to my bed…” He stands up, and in turn, I stand. He opens a blanket up and spreads it on the floor. “I need you here.”
“Take off your shirt,” he commands, falling to his knees. I obey, but he begins crawling in between my legs. “We have too many clothes on, but for now, I have to taste you some more.” I open my mouth to receive him, but he diverts his attention, his mouth at my nipples.
“I’ve not done enough to these beauties here.” Pushing himself up, he straddles my waist. “Barbells. I love them.” I removed my screwball rings last night, replacing them with the barbells.
“I read once that nipple stimulation is as productive as playing with the penis and balls.”
He pitches a brow higher. Maybe he’s astonished or wants to prove my point. He leans over, sucking on the metal bar, drawing my nipple into his mouth.
“Oh, fuck. Yeah, that. But, there’s another,” I say, enjoying what his lips are doing to me.
His finger circles my other nipple, flicking it, taking it between his thumb and index finger, rubbing it, all while the other one is still in his mouth. “Too bad I’m scared to death of needles, or I’d do this. I love my nipples played with, but with these I bet the sensation is even better.”
I’m breathing heavier with each twist and touch of his tongue and finger.
“Says the guy with the most painful piercing,” I tease, arching my back to push my sensitive nipples closer to him.
His eyes shift to me. “Yeah, and you reap the benefits of my pain,” he quips, and I can’t argue with him.
A witty reply is on the tip of my tongue, but his mouth returns to my nips, and I forget everything that had just been on my mind.
“Your mouth makes me stupid. I can’t think when your lips are doing their thing.”
A light chuckle reverberates deep within his chest, and I feel it as he continues to pull my nipple in his mouth.
My fingers dig into his back. “Yeah, Ash. Fuck. Use your fingers on me.”
