A moan reverberated from my throat when he kissed me hard but slow with a leisurely stroke of his tongue against mine.
My arms found their way around his neck, and he bent his knees, palming my ass and lifting me. I was too enthralled with his lips, his kiss, his taste to realize that we were moving, and the next thing I knew, he eased me onto the bed, and my body writhed on top of the covers as I watched him pull his shirt over his head and take off his pants.
I followed by removing my shirt, and Noah hooked his fingers in the side of my panties, easing them down my thighs and legs.
A rush of adrenaline coursed through my veins, desire erupting deep within me when he settled his waist between my legs. But it was different. It felt different. The way he looked down at me beneath him, staring at me as if I was the most delicate thing he had ever touched. As if I was this precious gem he held in the palm of his hand, something he couldn’t bear to lose.
My hips moved, yearning, and searching for him as he glided his palm up the back of my leg, sliding an arm behind my knee, the length of his cock pressing against the inside crevice of my thigh. It ignited a fire that would soon burn me to embers, my back already arching off the mattress as my body yearned for him to be inside me.
Our tongues continued to lap and touch, our lips gliding and brushing with gentle strokes.
It wasn’t rushed, as if time had stood still and this moment would never come to an end.
Tearing his lips from mine, he looked down at me, the blustering waves in his eyes possessed with a hunger that mirrored mine. “I should have known the moment we kissed that you’d be my weakness.”
He palmed my breast, and I whimpered, my body nothing but pure sensation as I curved my back.
“Ever since I walked out of your bedroom, not a single day went by that I didn’t think of you, imagining you like this.” He dragged his gaze down my naked body, biting his lower lip as his hands explored my body. “I would close my eyes at night and remember how your warm breath felt against the nape of my neck as I filled your body to the brim.”
He drew gentle circles above my sex, and I gasped, every muscle strained because I wanted him to touch me there. I needed him to touch me where it ached the most. But he continued his torturous teasing by dragging his finger back up, all around my breast, before leaning down, sucking my hard nipple into his mouth. I moaned, writhing beneath him, searching for his cock with greedy hips when he pressed his warm, hard thigh between my legs, the welcome pressure pulling the tension inside me even tighter. Rocking his body on top of mine, I unashamedly rolled my hips so my pussy would ride along his thigh.
His tongue swirled around my nipple, then sucked hard before letting it go with a pop, and he shifted so our gazes could lock. “I would lay in bed replaying the memories of you writhing and moaning, begging me to fuck you. How your cheeks would burn while your body ached for me, your pussy wet and willing.”
Reaching between us, he dragged a finger through my slick heat, and a low growl vibrated from his throat. “I want to spend the rest of my life like this, on the verge of fucking you so I can watch you burn for me.”
Without taking his eyes off mine, he moved. Slow, gently, the anticipation building with every breath. It was a moment we wanted to last forever yet needed the open space between us to dissolve so our bodies could melt together.
I held my breath as he guided his length through my wet slit, nudging at my entrance before dragging it back up, gently massaging the head of his cock over my clit.
“Noah—”
Abruptly he pushed into me, and my words turned into moans of pleasure. I lost myself. Reality evaporated, and my existence was now tied to his every breath.
“I want to live the rest of my life knowing I can have you whenever I want. Knowing you are mine to worship, mine to fuck.” He reared back, and I had to bite my tongue to keep myself from screaming when he almost slipped out of me, only to sink back in—deeper this time, and I whimpered.
Everything was sensation. Ecstasy. Heightened awareness of how he filled me, stretching me with a euphoric pressure that had me clawing my nails into his shoulders.
The way he moved inside me was exquisite, and I closed my eyes, my body trembling as heat spread from my core to my skin.
He kissed me, our lips fused and his lips rolling with a delicious motion that forced me closer to the edge I’d gladly tip over.
Leaning his forehead against mine as he steadied himself on top of me, his hot rapid breaths coated my cheeks. “Do you have any idea how it feels to be inside your body like this?” He rasped. “How it feels to have your heat, your slick walls wrap around my cock and suck me in deep?”
I weaved my fingers through his hair, tugging his head to the side so he’d look at me. “Do you have any idea how it feels to be yours?”
It flashed in his eyes, the raw lust and carnal need. The sweet scent of our arousal filling the air around us was the last spark we needed to ignite.
My greedy hips matched the desperate rhythm of his thrusts, the sound of skin slapping and our labored breaths growing louder, more desperate, rattling off the walls. “Noah, I'm going to come.” I dug my fingernails into his scalp when the first trickle of my climax rolled down my spine.
“Break for me, baby girl,” he demanded. “Come on my cock.” He flexed his hips faster and forced his cock deeper, pushing down harder, his pubic bone working my clit with the pressure it needed so pleasure could finally rupture inside my core. My back arched as I came; every muscle in my body pulled taut as my orgasm crested.
Noah followed, burying his face in the crook of my neck, his wild groans and guttural growls filling my ears. I loved it, feeling his warm breath against my skin, knowing he was chasing his pleasure inside me.
I was his, and he was mine—and that’s how it would be forever, whether apart or together.
Reaching up, he took my chin between his thumb and forefinger, squeezing tight, kissing my neck and nipping at my flesh as his back arched and shoulders flexed, his hips rolling between my thighs.
“Ah, Jesus,” he muttered, and I closed my eyes as his cock jerked inside me, his body rigid as he came.
“I love you, Noah,” I whispered, wrapping my arms around his neck and slipping my fingers through his hair. “Please don’t let me lose you again.”
“You won’t.” He wiped my hair from my face. “I love you, baby girl.”
Doubt opened the crack, and fear slithered in because I knew what I had to do. I had to tell him…now.