“I’m going to fuck your breasts,” I growl, and the thought makes my cock jerk against her.
“Noah,” she whimpers, and it kills me to not take over.
Carla grinds down on me, and her movements become jerky as her body tightens. Mesmerized, I watch as her lips part, and her eyes drift closed. She lets out a breathy moan, “Ah… God, I’m going to come…” She tilts her head back as her body convulses from the orgasm rippling through her. “Yes… Fuck, Noah.”
It’s the same as when she had to fake the orgasm for the fear pong.
The instant her eyes open and they focus on me, I growl, “You will never do that for a dare again.”
She nods as she begins to move down my legs. My gaze locks on her as her hand closes around the base of my cock, and the moment her mouth sucks me into her wet heat, I know I’m not going to last long.
Both my hands move into her hair, and I grab fistfuls of her silky strands as her mouth begins to work my cock into a fucking frenzy of heat and lust.
Tightening my grip on her hair, I begin to thrust into her mouth while biting out, “Grip me harder. Let me feel your nails.”
She tightens her hold on my cock, threatening to squeeze the orgasm out of me.
Her teeth scrape over the sensitive head, and when she sucks me so hard, her cheeks hollow out, and her eyes lift to mine, intense pleasure rips a grunt from me. My cock begins to jerk in her mouth as my orgasm seizes my body.
Once she’s swallowed the last drop, I drag her up my body and crush my mouth to hers. I suck hard on her tongue before I pull back and ask, “That’s your fantasy?”
“One of them,” she says, a satisfied gleam in her eyes. “It’s going to take us a while to work through them all.”
I let out a chuckle as I lock her against my chest in a tight hug. “You’re full of surprises.”
Carla snuggles against me, asking, “Just, so there are no misunderstandings… we’re officially a couple now? Right?”
Taking hold of her jaw, I lift her face to mine, and I pin her with a scowl. “Yes, so I better not catch you flirting with some sackless dickhead.”
A wide smile spreads over her face. “You realize what this means, right?”
“We’re dating?” I grumble.
Carla shakes her head. “I won.”
A burst of laughter escapes me. “Yeah? Are you happy with your prize?”
A loving look softens her features. “You have no idea how happy I am.” Pushing herself closer to me, she presses a kiss to my mouth. “All I ever wanted was to love you.”
My eyes caress her face as warmth spreads through my heart. “Mine,” I whisper before I claim her lips in a possessive kiss.
Chapter 14
CARLA
The Noah I thought I knew and the Noah I’m getting to know – yeah, two totally different people.
Holy shit.
We were up half the night, either talking or making love. I can still feel him between my legs.
When I walk into the kitchen, Mila, Hana, and Forest are already having coffee.
“Morning,” I grin at them. I fix myself a cup of coffee, then turn to face them before I drop the bomb, “Noah and I are officially dating.”
Three equally stunned faces stare back at me. Mila’s the first to find her voice. “Wow. I so did not see that coming.”
Cocking my head to the side, I ask, “Why?”
Mila shakes her head, and just as Noah comes into the kitchen, she answers, “He’s not actually the dating kind.”
Noah grips hold of my jaw, and he presses a hard kiss to my lips before he takes the cup from my hands to take a sip. He hands my coffee back to me, then smiles at our friends. “That’s before Carla wore me down.”
Forest lets out a sputter of laughter, almost choking on his coffee. Clearing his throat, he says, “I warned you once Carla sets her sights on something, she doesn’t stop.”
“Yeah, that’s what I like most about her,” Noah chuckles. His phone beeps, and I watch as he reads the message, then he mutters, “Fuck.”
My eyes lock on him as he dials a number, and then turning away from us, he says to whoever he called, “Are you okay?” He walks down the hallway, and the last I hear is, “If you couldn’t save him, no one could.”
“His mom,” Mila whispers. “She probably lost a patient.”
“Oh,” I gasp. I finish my coffee and rinse my cup. “Have a good day, everyone,” I say as I walk down the hallway to Noah’s room.
I hesitate by his door, not sure if I should knock first or if I can just go in.
The door swings open, and the moment Noah’s eyes land on me, he grabs hold of my wrist and yanks me inside. He shuts the door, and then his body presses hard against mine as he shoves me against the wood. His mouth crashes down on mine, and he kisses me as if he’s been starving for the taste of me.