Chapter 22 #2

“You taste fucking divine.” I force myself to pull away, then climb up her body, where I find her mouth with mine. “See how sweet you are? Can you taste yourself?”

“Noah.” My name is a whimper, one I long to hear again and again. “I was so close.”

With a smirk, I brush my lips over her soft cheek. “Hmm, ask nicely for what you want, Curls.”

With a huff, she grasps my hair and tugs my head back. “No. Put your mouth on my pussy now.”

I grin at her. “I might like you a little bossy.”

“Noah,” she whimpers.

I want to record the noises she makes and play them over and over.

Noah.

My name is breathier this time.

No-ah.

She draws the syllables out as she bows off the bed, a hand buried in my hair.

The quiet breathy moans that escape her as I swirl my tongue around her clit are music to my ears. It’s a boost to my ego, knowing that she’s as turned on as I am.

My instinct is to tease her, to bring her to the brink, then back off before she can get there. Next time. Tonight, I don’t think I’ll last long, so I need to guarantee she gets at least one good orgasm first.

She falls over the edge, fingers digging into my scalp like she’s urging me to keep going while at the same time pushing me away like it’s too much.

As she comes back down, I lick her one last time, then kiss the inside of her thigh, not missing the way she trembles at the touch.

I haul myself up and scramble for my pants, then dig the small box of condoms out of the pocket.

Sabrina rises up on her elbows, breasts full and begging for my attention and her skin damp with perspiration. My balls tighten at the sight. Shit. I want to lick every fucking inch of her.

“A whole box?”

Brow cocked, I toss them into the air, then catch them again. “I grabbed them in the lobby.”

She laughs, her head dropping back. “You planned this?”

With her long neck on display like that, I can’t help but stroke myself. Fuck me. “I certainly didn’t expect to run into you in the hallway, but I … I wanted to be prepared. Just in case.”

“In case of what?” she prompts, her tone playful. “In case you found someone willing to fuck you?”

Eyes narrowed, I open the box and pull out one of the foil packets.

“You and that goddamn mouth. I should gag you with my tie. Lucky for you I’m too damn eager to hear every sound you make.

” Without looking away from her, I roll the condom on.

“You, Sabrina. You were on my mind when I bought these.”

“Good.” Lying back, she stretches her arms above her head. Her body is smooth and lithe, her waist dipping in, then flaring out at the hips, giving me the perfect place to slot my hands.

When I sink inside her, I close my eyes and relish the moment.

“Fuck, baby. You have no idea how good your pussy feels.”

Her warm hand slides up my bare chest, then her arms loop around my neck. “Open your eyes.”

“Can’t,” I groan, teeth gritted. “If I open them, I’ll embarrass myself.”

She laughs, the action making her quiver around me. Fuck, that’s not helping things.

“Noah,” she whispers, pulling me close. When our foreheads are pressed together, she sighs. “I’ve got you.”

With a sudden burst of confidence, I open my eyes. We’re nose to nose. Breath to breath.

“That so?”

Rubbing her thumb over my cheek, she nods. “Stop worrying about making it last and just make it good.”

“I can do that.”

Hands planted on either side of her, I pull out of her slowly and push back in, studying her as I move, finding a rhythm and a pace she likes. It isn’t long before I find that sweet spot and she’s arching off the bed.

My hands find hers, our fingers entwined beside her head.

“You’re so fucking pretty.” I press my lips to the crook of her neck, then move lower and swirl my tongue around her nipple. I give the other the same attention, then tug, and she writhes against me. “You look so good taking my cock.”

With a hand in my hair, she urges me back up to her mouth. I kiss her long and deep, getting lost in the feel of her.

Fuck, it’s all so good. Too good.

I never thought I’d feel anything close to this ever again.

This woman is dangerous.

I want to make this last, but I’m too far gone already.

“Tell me you’re close.” I release her hands so I can brace myself over her and find her clit. “I’m not going to last much longer.”

Teeth sinking into her lip, she nods, her eyelids heavy and her chest heaving. “Like that,” she encourages. “Keep going.”

A moment later, her eyes roll back and her pussy clenches my cock in a vise.

Unable to hold back any longer, I follow her over the edge, letting out a moan so loud I worry I’ll wake Maddie.

As my heart rate gradually slows, I blink down at the beauty beneath me.

“Holy shit.”

She laughs softly, gliding her fingers through my hair. “Remind me again why we didn’t do that sooner?”

Groaning, I bury my head in her neck. “Because I’m an idiot.”

When she laughs again, the way her walls squeeze my cock is both heavenly and torturous.

“That’s very true. I’m glad you’re self-aware.” She twists her lips. “Actually, your self-awareness makes it worse. It means you actively choose to be an idiot.”

“Take that back.” I kiss her hard.

She kisses me back, a giggle bubbling out of her. “No.”

With one hand holding me up, I smooth her hair back. “You’re never going to listen to me, are you?”

Eyes twinkling, she presses a hand to my cheek. “No, never.”

Eventually, I slip out of her. She rises up onto her elbows, her dark eyes watching as I wrap the condom in a tissue and toss it in the trash bin.

I want to climb back into her bed. Hold her naked my body to mine.

But fear holds me back.

Instead, I yank my pants on, gather the rest of my discarded clothes, and edge toward the door.

“Good night.”

She wets her lips, still watching my every move. “Night.”

I slip out, and once the door is shut behind me, I lean back against it and close my eyes.

I’m so fucked.

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