“You taste about as damn good as you look,” he said, his Irish brogue only making his words sexier. He knitted his eyebrows as if something had occurred to him. “Then again, I don’t know what youreallylook like.”
After he spoke, his hand moved toward my face, going for my mask. My own hand shot up at incredible speed, moving him away before he had a chance to come near it.
An expression of mild surprise formed on his features, and I realized I’d reacted too seriously.
“Wow,” he said. “You really don’t want me to see you.”
“It’s all part of the fun, you know?” It was a weak response, but it was the best I could think of in the moment since the orgasm had pretty much blown away my higher thinking abilities.
“I suppose so.” His tone made it clear that he could sense there was something more to my wanting to remain hidden, but he didn’t press the matter.
Instead, he nodded toward the bed.
“Turn around.” As he spoke, he removed the rest of his clothes. His gorgeous, thick cock sprang out once more, and all I could think about was putting it in my mouth again, feeling his release between my lips.
He seemed to have other plans in mind.
As I moved, he stepped toward me and wrapped his arm around my middle, pulling me up onto all fours with a quick, powerful motion. I loved the way he handled me, the way he took charge, the way he made me feel sexy and safe all at the same time.
Once I was in position in front of him, Noah’s hands moved along my curves, goosebumps breaking out all over my body.
“You’re damn gorgeous, you know that?” he asked. “Even behind that silly mask.”
I glanced back over my shoulder to see that there was a slight smile on his face.
“Thanks,” I replied. “You’re not so bad yourself.”
He chuckled, reaching down, and taking hold of his cock and pressing it against my opening. The sensation of him once more against me was enough to make me gasp, for my arms and legs to feel weak underneath me.
The anticipation was too much, my pussy aching to be filled by him again.
Noah’s thick, strong arm was enough to keep me supported. He pushed, sliding his thickness into me, and making my eyes go wide with delight.
I focused on the sensation, feeling each of his inches move into me, stretching me out in a way that no other man had. He began to thrust hard, each crash of his hips into my ass making me cry out.
His touch moved all over my body in a rough but gentle way. Finally, his hands came to a rest on the bow of my hips, holding me in place as he drove into me.
I felt small in his hands in the best way possible. Another climax grew inside of me, and I could sense by the way he grunted and groaned that his own orgasm was going to arrive along with my third.
“Now,” he said. “I want you to come for me.”
The pleasure was so intense that all I could do was look back and nod.
The relentless pounding against me was enough to send me over the brink, to make a third orgasm, more powerful than the others combined, explode through my body.
Noah grunted hard, and even through the condom, I could feel the pulsing of his cock as he erupted inside of me. I wished more than anything that the condom wasn’t there, that I could feel his warmth spread, but the orgasm was more than enough. I looked back to see that his whole body was tensed, his muscles thick and taut as he drove into me one final time.
I could barely keep myself up and I collapsed into a heap, taking as many full breaths as I could. Noah moved in with surprising fluidity for a man his size, pulling me close to him.
I curled up against his powerful body, fatigue from the evening washing over me.
I knew I should’ve left – doing what I’d done had been risky enough.
In those moments, however, I felt so safe, warm, and comfortable, that all I could do was sleep.
So, I did.
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