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“What did I deserve an orgasm for?”
“Baby, any time this mouth gets near a pussy, there should be an orgasm. So…” He shuffled us both, climbing between my thighs. He slid the flower behind my ear and gripped my knees, pushing them apart so he was looking down at my naked body. “I’m going to make it up to you.”
He pressed his mouth against mine, his tongue slipping between my lips and emulating what he was about to do further south. There was an urgency to his actions that hadn’t been there before. A brutality that couldn’t be misconstrued as the good kind. It was needy, wanton, possessive, and hungry. A reclamation that I couldn’t understand.
When he slipped a finger inside of me, it was unexpected enough to make me jerk and press a hand against his wrist to make him stop. He tried to press on for a moment until he pulled back to look at me in question.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, panting slightly.
“I was going to ask you the same question.”
“I’m trying to get my girlfriend off.”
I didn’t want to be that woman who pressed to find the root of a problem that wasn’t there. I didn’t want to be paranoid about the time we had together. I wasn’t that person, and never had been.
“I’m sorry, it’s just… it feels a little off.”
Noah gave me a half-smile, cocking up one side of his mouth in humor. “I haven’t got there yet.”
I snorted out a laugh.
“I just want to taste you,” he finally said. “I feel like a shit after last night. I want to make it up to you.”
Something still felt different, off-balance, but I nodded anyway, watching Noah as he kissed his way down my torso and hooked his arms over the tops of my thighs, burying his face between my thighs.
The sexthat came after his oral apology was terrific. He wasn’t rushed or frantic. He took his time and made love to me, his body coming against mine in long, hard strokes, his teeth grazing my shoulder as though it were the only thing anchoring him. He slowed every time he got close to orgasm, waiting it out before continuing. Once all was said and done, it had been an hour of the best sex of my life. I was exhausted, sweaty, and sore in places I hadn’t been aware I could get muscle ache. The two of us lay on our backs in the middle of the bed, limbs still tangled, chests rising and falling as we tried to get air into our lungs.
“Wow.” It was the only thing I was capable of saying.
“Mmhmm,” Noah agreed in a grunt.
We lay there for thirty minutes before my brain worked enough to form an actual sentence.
“How did the meeting go yesterday?”
“With Rothman?” Noah asked, head flopping to the side so he was looking at me.
“Yeah.”
“It was great. We got the call from Moreno while I was with him. He’s going to put up the rest of the money.”
“What?” I sat up and turned to him in excitement. “Really? You don’t need another studio?”
Noah, eyes on my breasts, was momentarily distracted before his gaze dragged away from my nipples to meet mine. “No more ass-kissing needed. He doesn’t want to be a part of the production, just be the money man with his studio name in the credits.”
“Babe, that’s amazing news.” I bent to press my lips against his. “So, what next?”
“Rothman and I are going to find a writer to pretty up the script, and we’re going to start hiring the crew. We have appointments with casting directors today, and Rothman already knows who he wants as the D.P., so we’re rocking and rolling. There’s a lot to do before we even think of filming, but it’s happening. That bastarding ball is rolling.”
“I’m so excited for you.”
Noah smiled at me, a hint of something around his eyes that I couldn’t read.
“You don’t look entirely happy.”
“I am. It’s just you have to compromise some things when you’re making movies. You have to give up things you don’t want to give up.”
“Wait. You’re still the lead, right?”
