Harper
What was I doing? I was having an orgasm to end all orgasms, that was what. I hated how Noel had proven that I was just as much a slave to my libido as he was. But good God, how could any woman pass up having a man make her feel like this?
He was right about one thing. While the sex was good, our relationship wasn’t. The fact that I was sure Bran had hired him to spy on me made this encounter all the more idiotic.
Why was I fucking the man who was paid to watch me?
Bran’s head would explode. There was a certain appeal to that, but that wasn’t the reason I was letting Noel fuck me on my kitchen table. I was doing it because I wanted the massive orgasm he promised.
He moved in and out of me at a steady pace. Each time he slid in, my pussy walls became more sensitive, the pleasure building again. Then he withdrew.
My eyes flew open. What was he playing at? Was he working me up and then planning to leave me hanging to prove some point.
He pulled me from the table, turning me around and pushing me forward. “I want to fuck you from behind. Show me that fantastic ass of yours.”
Oh. Well. Okay then. I wiggled my ass as I placed my hands on the table, bracing for him to fuck me from behind.
He gave my ass a spank that made me gasp and my pussy wetten even more. He thrust inside me again and I breathed out a sigh of relief. My pussy was happy again as he fucked me, slow and steady at first, and then faster, harder. He grunted each time he sank inside me.
“Tell me you’re close, Harper.” His harsh breath wafted over my ear as he leaned over me and lightly bit my shoulder. “Because I’m about to explode.”
“Almost.” I was so close. Teetering on the edge. I was desperate to come and at the same time, didn’t want such exquisite pleasure to end.
He withdrew again, making me growl with irritation. He set me on the table again, and pushed me back.
He plunged in again, and held himself seeped inside me. “Touch yourself.”
What?
“Make yourself come while I’m inside you.”
I’d always thought I was an adventurous lover, but I’d never touched myself in front of a man.
“I’m not moving until you touch yourself, Harper.”
I arched a brow. “How can you stand it?”
“Not very well. Then again, I can withdraw and jerk off. We both know that it will be much better for both of us if we come while I’m inside you.”
He wasn’t wrong, but still. Touching myself in front of Noel felt like I was giving him more of me than I wanted to.
His thumb brushed over my clit, and it felt like an electric shock. “Watching you touch yourself will be the single most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. If you’ve ever wanted to see me lose it, this will be your chance.”
His words made it seem like he was turning the power back to me. I wouldn’t be vulnerable as I’d thought, but making him lose it.
I slid my hand down my belly watching his eyes as they tracked my movement. I slid my fingers through my folds and against the small part of his dick not hidden inside me.
“Fuck…so sexy.” He growled.
Feeling empowered, I moved my fingers to my clit and rubbed, slow at first, but quickly, need consumed me and I was reaching for my orgasm again. I closed my eyes, arching my head back tension coiled tighter and tighter.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.”
I might have responded to that, but he began to move, fucking me as I massaged my clit.
“Oh God.” I hit the pinnacle, hovering for a moment. He thrust in hard and my orgasm struck, exploding through me until every neuron in my body was vibrating in pleasure.
“Fuuuccckkk…” Noel gripped my hips, slamming in and out of me, until finally he thrust in hard, ground against me as his release consumed him. He did it again and again until collapsing over me.