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“Let’s fix that.” When he pulls from me and I stand upright, his hot essence flows from my opening, down the inside of my thighs.
“What are you doing?” I cover my crotch after he turns me and drops to his knees and begins to push my dress back up to my waist. “Your cum is still dripping from me.”
With his face level with my core, he peers up at me, his eyes darker than I’ve seen before. Taking my hands, he moves them away and holds them and the dress tightly against my lower back. “I will lickmycum from your cunt, your lips, and even your ass, Emily. Because it’s mine, just like every one of your holes I fuck. Never stop me again, is that clear?”
I nod and watch with carnal fascination as he presses his mouth to my pussy. His tongue slides through the folds straight to my clit. He circles it, applies pressure, touches the tip lightly, and sucks on it.
But it’s when he moans, as if the taste of him mixed with mine is an exotic wine, that my knees nearly buckle. For a moment, I’m envious that he’s lapping it all up. I too want to know what erotic flavor we make.
My legs grow weaker as I approach my peak, the only thing keeping me up are his strong arms, hands still locked onto my wrists behind me. Then I’m bent over him, screaming in ecstasy, pumping my hips with each pulse of my womb.
His relentless tongue continues to lick and tease until he extracts every last ounce of pleasure I have to give.
He releases me and I drop into his arms, completely sated and exhausted. A sleepy smile tugs at my lips as he carries me through a doorway into his room.
“You’re spending the night.” It’s not a question. “I’m not done with you.”
“Mmm.” I snuggle into his neck, breathing in his clean male scent. “I didn’t bring anything to wear.”
“You’ll wear me, Emily. That’s all you need.” He lays me on his king-size mattress and begins to undress.
Lifting myself onto an elbow, I enjoy the strip show. Noah dresses in fine tailored suits. They fit his body to perfection, but they slip off even nicer, exposing tan skin an inch at a time. The thick muscles on his arms flex and bunch as he removes his shirt, and I drool when he tugs his pants over thatVof his abdomen, dropping them to pool at his feet.
“I’m not sure I want everyone out there seeing all that,” I say, suddenly aware that women could, at this moment, be plastered against their windows, looking at something I’m starting to consider mine. Hell, he’s made it clearmyholes are his. Why can’t I stake a claim too?
Noah glances at the windows. “They can’t see in.”
“Wait, what?” I sit up and squint at the glass. “They can’t see in?”
“Well, they can. But they’d have to be looking pretty hard. The windows aren’t just soundproof. There’s a smart film on them. During the day, they give absolute privacy. At night, it’s more of a distorted, hazy view.”
“Oh.”
He frowns. “You’re disappointed?”
I giggle. “No. I… It was sexy.”
“It turned you on.”
“Yes.” I gnaw on my lower lip. “Does that make me a pervert?”
He grins. “It does.” Then getting on the bed with me, he whispers in my ear, “And for what I’m going to do with you, I need you to be as perverted as they come.”
15
NOAH
It’s the warmth I’m unaccustomed to pressed against my side that wakes me. For a moment, when my mind is still clouded from sleep, I’m disoriented. I know it’s home, but it feels different. Like in a dream, when you’re sure the house you’re in is yours, but it’s not.
I scan my bedroom. Same brick walls, bookshelves on one side, windows on the other. Everything is exactly the same. Everything but the beautiful woman sleeping beside me, the blanket barely up to her naked hips.
She’s lying on her side, her long red waves draped all around her like a fiery blanket over creamy skin.
Fuck me, she’s perfection. Although the windows are tinted to prevent UV rays, they still allow enough sunlight in. It pours over her, bathing her in gold and warmth, illuminating her features.
My palm itches with the need to touch her, but I’m also unwilling to disturb her again after such a restless night. And I don’t mean all the sex. It was her dreams that had her tossing and turning.
It wasn’t something violent. She didn’t seem afraid, or I would have woken her. But whatever was playing through her mind had her whimpering and mewling softly.
