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I push back against him when he resumes, stunned at my own brazenness. He finds my clit with the pad of his thumb, and I nearly come apart. At the same time, Noah’s other hand teases my nipple, pulling it and rolling it to a hardened peak. He traces kisses over my spine.

I need more. I need him to put it in. Soon.

As I look back at him, he sees what I want.

Noah keeps going until I’m coming apart at the seams. My orgasm rushes over me as easily as water. I think he must be finished, but he keeps taunting my clit, wringing out every last tremble.

“Look at you,” he whispers.

When he’s finally decided he’s done enough, he lets me go. I roll to my side and watch him stand next to the bed, tossing his jacket and tie to the floor. He begins to unbutton his shirt when a new surge of energy rushes through me.

I kneel in front of him and swat his hands away, greedily taking over the job of unbuttoning his shirt as he unzips his trousers. I shove the white shirt off his shoulders, then reach down and free his cock from its constraints. I don’t know what to look at first.

His cock twitches against my touch, growing in length as I rub a thumb over the tip.

Noah grits his teeth. “Ursula.”

“Noah?”

His shirt falls to the floor, and he whips off his undershirt. Then he reaches around my back and helps me out of my bra. He pauses, staring for a moment as my breasts spill out of the satin cups. “Beautiful,” he rumbles.

“Kiss me,” I plead.

Noah crashes his mouth to mine, hooking his arm around my waist. His kisses are relentless, and then one rough hand holds my breast, filling me with heat all over again.

He groans as he gropes and pulls and kisses. Then, unable to resist, his mouth finds one of my nipples, like a homing beacon.

Watching him devour my body, pulling one nipple at a time into his mouth, is almost too much. I run my hands over his hard back as he cups and suckles my breasts.

I hiss when Noah pauses his worship of me.

“Man. Fuck work tomorrow,” he says, stepping away from me and going to the bathroom. I watch him go, with his cock wedged between his waistband of his boxer briefs and his abdomen.

Stunned, I melt sideways into the mattress. When he comes out with an entire box of condoms, I realize what he means by “fuck work tomorrow.”

Noah tosses the box on the nightstand then comes back to me, the bed creaking under his weight as he hovers over me, caging me in. He claims me with a heated kiss.

“You…you have to work tomorrow?” I ask. I always forget the fact that most people don’t work normal hours like me. Cops sometimes have to work Sundays.

“I’m calling in sick,” he murmurs, marking me with kisses along that special spot on my shoulder that makes me crazy.

“Mooney will know.”

“Let’s not mention my boss while I’m getting ready to—you know.”

“Fair point. Aw. But if you call in sick, who will protect the public?”

“Would you look at that,” Noah says, plucking a foil wrapper out of the box. “Servingandprotecting.”

ChapterThirteen

Noah

“Noah! Oh my god! I need you!”

I’m a greedy son of a bitch, and I need to taste the source of the sweet scent that’s all over my fingers.

Ursula’s soft stomach calls to me, and I pause my kisses to nuzzle her there, letting my mind wander.My wife.

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