Page 52 of All Of My Firsts


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“I beg to differ.” The memory of her on her knees in her hallway, with her mouth hollowing out around my cock, flashes across my mind.

When we’ve finished our food, Nora turns her attention to me. “So, I was thinking about the list.” I nod my head to let her know I’m listening. “I think I’m good to do the rest myself.”

I pause my noodles before they reach my mouth to stare at her. “You don’t want me to help you anymore?” I pinch my brows together, trying to figure out where this is coming from suddenly.

She blushes. “It’s not that.”

“Then what is it?”

“I don’t want you to feel like youhaveto help me. This, whatever this is between us, has changed things and the first thing on the list was sex, so...”

“Hold on.” I cock a seriously irritated eyebrow at what she’s saying, “you think I’m only fucking you because of the list?”

Her dainty fingers twist a piece of hair behind her ear. “I assumed…”

My hand flies up to stop her. “No.” I take a breath to calm some of the anger building inside me. “I’m not fucking you because of a list, Nora. Do you really think I’d do that?” She shrugs and my blood thrums inside my head. I’m not having that. I put our plates on the coffee table and pull her onto my lap, gripping her face between my palms. “I’m not fucking you for any other reason than I like you.”

Her eyes widen slightly as her lips part on a gasp. “You like me?”

I nod, brushing my nose against hers, relaxing my body against her. “I like you. Yeah, sure. I also like fucking you, but I want to keep ticking things off your list. I promised you I’d help.” What I don’t say is that I do it because I like seeing her happy and even though that makes me happy, it also scares me because I think I’m feeling more for her, but is it more than lust or desire? I don’t know.

The steady thrumming of her pulse flickers beneath my fingers. “I-I… you…”

“It’s not often you’re speechless, shorty, but I’ll take it.” I kiss her lips feverishly, needing to feel her against me again. “Oh, and we are going to keep fucking, too. That’s non-negotiable.” She pulls back to smile at me, and my heart somersaults in my chest. Her cute little button nose wrinkling. “You’re a knockout, you know that?”

She warms from my compliment, and I like it. “Thank you… you’re not so bad either,” she grins.

We finish our food between us, and I try and ignore the hungry eyes she’s been throwing my way since I fucked her in the kitchen, but my self-control is zero around her.

She picks up my crossword book and pen from the coffee table behind us. Watching her bite her bottom lip as she deciphers the words she needs is hot as fuck. Not because of the biting thing, but because the girl uses her brain so much and that sexy.

I move closer to her, resting my chin on her shoulder, as I take in the crossword. “I’m stuck,” she admits, pointing to a five down.

I read over the hint,long legged bird.

“It’s not Heron or Stork. I can’t think of another, and it’s annoying me.”

I think for a second. “Try Crane,” I offer, watching her write the word in and turning to face me.

“Are you a secret crossword do-er?”

“Mayyyyyybe?” I wink, nuzzling back into her neck. God, she smells so good all the time.

“You can help me with the rest,” she announces. And I do, because it makes her smile.

An hour or so later, the TV is on, but I’m not watching it at all. My need completely renewed for the gorgeous woman next to me. I lean towards her, placing soft kisses to her cheek, neck and collarbone. With each peck she hums, sending desire flooding through me.

Sitting back, my finger rubs over my bottom lip as I think of all the things I want to do to her… with her. I don’t want her to think I’m only with her for a list. I mean, it’s served us a lot of fun so far, especially that ‘more mind-blowing sex’ one that we need to practice more. She licks her lips where I just touched her and I stifle a groan, feeling my need growing for her again. I want to see her, all of her.

“Need something over there? You’re like a baby grizzly bear, growling at me.”

I smile. “I do need something. I need you. If I asked you to strip for me, would you do it?”

I’m fully expecting her to say no, but to my surprise, she stands and starts taking off the hoodie she borrowed from me, leaving her in her black lace bra. Fuck, I want to worship every curve of her body.

“What do you want from me?” she asks whilst her fingertips lightly dust across her chest and collarbone, drawing my eyes to her full breasts spilling out of the lace. My pulse speeds up, sending heat signals all over my body.

There’s a lot I want to do right now. I want to rip her bra off and suck her nipples until she screams. I want to dive headfirst into her pussy and eat her for every meal, but there’s one thing I want more.

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