Then her lips would be back on mine, and I’d be torn. Part of me would want to lay her down and make love to every inch of her gorgeous body. The other part of me would want to pound her into the wall and about break her back fucking her hard and fast and going so deep she wouldn’t be able to make a sound.
Since I couldn’t decide, I’d ask Nicole.
‘How do you want me?’
‘I want all of you. Inside me. I’ve been aching for you. I feel so empty, and I’ve missed you so bad, Noah. You can’t know how much. I’m ashamed to admit it.’
‘Don’t be. I’ve been going out of my mind over you,’ I’d tell her honestly, ‘Nothing you can say is any worse than how I’ve been needing you. It’s a need, Nic, I need you. Ever since you let me take your hand, that was when I knew. That I was going to make you mine if it’s the last goddamn thing I ever do. I don’t care how it sounds, how crazy or how alpha male. You can tease me about it forever, as long as you stay. You can’t think I’m gonna let you go after you show up in my driveway in the middle of the night, just when I wanted you so bad, I couldn’t see straight. You drove all that way and came straight here, Nic,’ I said, realizing how determined she always was, and how if she rented a car and drove for hours in the dark to get to me that she was serious as a heart attack about this.
‘I didn’t come here just to say hi,’ she said archly, a filthy smile on her lips. I leaned in and bit that full bottom lip, my hands molding to her generous curves so happily.
‘God, you feel incredible,’ I’d say, breathless after kissing her, ‘so tell me what you want and how.’
‘I want you to sit down right over there,’ she’d point. I’d go sit on the couch, my body practically shaking with anticipation, waiting for her to come straddle me, ride me the way she did in that chair when I caught her in my arms and pulled her into my lap.
I pulled her into my lap, cradled her, murmured how beautiful she was, how. Then I stroked her, petted her, fondling her nipples and kissing her neck and collarbone. I peeled away her bra and sucked her nipples, first one and then the other, greedy even though I was spent for the moment. I felt wrung out, legs still cramping from the taut moments I’d held myself back. Then I’d stroke my way down her belly and dip my fingers between her legs, promising her a light tease to start warming her up.
God. She’d be soaking wet. My fingers trapped against her wet pussy, held close by her lace panties as I stroked her in disbelief. She wanted me so much. I parted her folds and tenderly probed her, petted her, slid a long finger inside her and crooked it to brush the most delectable spot inside her, stroking it and pressing it, feeling her pussy clench as she rocked on my hand, soaking my fingers. I rubbed my thumb on her clit, relentless, never letting up until she was crying out, her hands braced on my shoulders, my mouth sucking a tight pink nipple, my fingers buried to the knuckle inside her sweet pussy that pulsed and quivered around me as she cried out and wrapped her arms around my head, holding on to me as she came. When the tight grip on my fingers relaxed and I slid them out of her passage, she still didn’t release my face, pressing it to her breasts without mercy. I mouthed her nipple, nipped at the tender skin beneath her full breasts. She held me there, arched toward me.
‘Again,’ she panted, greedy as I was and sexy as hell.
‘And again and again,’ I promised. ‘Might as well thank you for making that long drive.’
I lifted her, her arms still wrapped around my head, and settled her straddling my lap. Then I gripped her hips and helped her rise up on her knees. With one arm around the small of her back, I ran a hand up her belly, coaxing her to arch back over my arm. She settled for twining her fingers in my hair, her body a beautiful curve arcing away as my mouth moved down her stomach. I could scent her arousal, the heady sweetness that was slick on the inside of her thighs, the same wetness coating my fingers that had penetrated her so recently. I supported her, my palm pressed to her spine as she arched back. I dipped my tongue into her navel and then kissed my way to her mound, so sensitive to my kiss. I felt her response, it rippled through her body and I could feel the tingle in her thighs as if it were in my body as well, my cock stirring, hardening at the growing evidence of her arousal.