Chapter 4
SADIE
“Now,” he said. “Stand up.”
The orgasm had been no joke. I’d never come like that before, and my vision was practically blurry from the intensity.
After he said the words, he pulled off his tuxedo jacket and undid the buttons of his shirt. Each one he opened exposed a little more of his stunning, sculpted body.
He was seriously perfect – his shoulders were broad and round, his pecs square, and his middle shredded, his abs like none I’d ever seen before in the flesh.His thick arms were covered in tattoos, which had always surprised me as a kid. They seemed incongruous to his serious, professional nature, butfuck, were they hot.
As I feasted my eyes on him, one thought filled my head: This was aman. It made sense. For as long as I could remember, Noah was what I pictured when I pictured a man.
He raised his arm and pointed to the bedroom.
“Go in there and lie down.” Noah’s tone was stern as if he were issuing an order.
Noah’s ridiculously handsome face stayed stern, his rugged features still. A wave of arousal rushed through me.
There was nothing else to do but obey his command. I pushed myself off the chair and, my eyes fixed on him from behind the mask, slowly made my way toward the bedroom. He watched me the entire time, and as I stepped past him, I felt his big, strong hand grab onto my ass and give it a hard squeeze.
I let out a shriek of pleasure and surprise as he grabbed me, heat spreading outward from between my legs. He chuckled, amused at my reaction.
I glanced over my shoulder as I stepped over the bedroom threshold, tossing a smile in his direction.
When I was at the end of the bed, I turned and sat down.
“Now what?”
He made his way toward me with slow, easy steps. Everything about the way he moved, the way he carried himself, let me know that we were playing byhis rules, not mine. When he reached the threshold, he crossed his arms once more and leaned against the doorframe.
“Spread your legs.”
I did as he asked without hesitation. His eyes went right to my pussy. The way he looked at me managed to turn me on even more than I already had been.
He walked over stopping in front of me and dropping to his knees. Placing his hands onto the tops of my thighs, he moved close to me and lowered his head. I gasped as his lips touched me, covering my right inner thigh in kisses. Then he moved to the other thigh and did the same thing.
He hadn’t even begun to do what I really wanted him to do, and I was already losing my mind from the pleasure. Noah flicked his eyes up at me, those gorgeous greens flashing like emeralds.
“You’re such a tease,” I moaned, watching him move closer and closer to my pussy at an unbearably slow pace.
“Good things come to those who wait.”
I weaved my hands into his thick, red hair, strands of silver here and there draping over my fingers. Little by little, he moved closer toward right where I wanted him.
When he finally pressed his lips against my clit, I understood right away that the wait was more than worth it. Pleasure slithered through me as he flicked his tongue against me, the index and middle finger of his right hand slipping inside.
I threw my head back, closed my eyes, and focused on the sensation of what his mouth was doing to me.
“Oh God,” I moaned. “Right there, just like that.”
He looked up at me once more, and I glanced down to see a small smirk form on his lips. Noah knew what he was doing, knew that his skills were bringing me to the verge of another orgasm.
He alternated his technique, switching between pressing the flat part of his tongue against my clit then using quick flicks of the tip of his tongue. My chest rose and fell, my breasts heaving as I drew closer and closer to orgasm.
“Noah, I’m coming!” Even through the ecstasy, I realized how damn surreal it was to be saying his name during my orgasm. White-hot delight coursed through me. I moaned and thrashed, the intensity of the orgasm too much to take.
When I was done, he rose from between my legs, his lips glistening.