Chapter 8 Noelle
H iro’s dark eyes are bright with desire and god, oh god , his body. He’s like a machine or something you’d see in a movie. Chiseled. Not overly muscular, his pale, golden skin highlighting every dip and sculpted plane. My mouth goes dry and my body tingles as if he hadn’t just given me a bone-melting orgasm.
Hiro shakes his head. “You never have to beg again, baby. I’ll take care of you.” His fingers brush against me and my hips shift, the warm buzz of pleasure between my legs starting to ache at the emptiness there. My breathing changes as Hiro gently strokes my breasts and thighs, drawing long, lazy circles down my back. He’s hard as steel next to me but when I reach out to caress him, he moves away.
“If you touch me, it’s all over, Noelle.”
“I want you to lose control with me. Please,” I moan as he dips his head, touching his tongue lightly over each of my nipples.
His teasing drives away the last of my languid satisfaction and my hips move, needing to feel the weight of him against me. Hiro moves over me, notching himself against the entrance to my pussy and my breathing hitches.
Slowly, oh so slowly he sinks into me, pumping his hips and gliding his thumb over my clit setting off little sparkles of heat where our bodies join.
“You feel so good, Noelle,” Hiro’s voice catches as he eases inside of me. Even now, when it must be killing him to take his time, he’s more worried about my pleasure than his own.
I reach up, drawing his face down to mine, capturing his lips. “Harder, please,” I whisper.
“Anything for you.” His hips start to thrust against me and pleasure crests within my body, my nails digging into his bunched muscles. It’s like my words caused him to let go and he rocks into me over and over again, his hands sliding down to grip my ass, the better to take his pounding.
The angle of his hips hits me exactly where I need it and I scream out his name as I tip over into another orgasm, this one shattering every cell in my body, leaving me in tatters as he drives into me, shouting out my name as he finishes.
I’m limp, letting the glimmers of my orgasm flicker through me barely aware of Hiro gathering me close to him, my eyes closing as exhaustion overcomes me.
“You’re perfect,” he says.
“I think we were pretty perfect together,” I mumble sleepily.
“Did you mean what you said, before? That you’re mine?” Hiro’s voice is quiet, but I hear the small hesitation in his words.
“You’re never going to get rid of me now that I know what you do.” I open my eyes.
His brow crinkles. “You mean the security tech stuff?”
I smile. “Maybe I should have phrased that better. Now that I know what you can do. All of it. Keep me safe, make me happy, give me amazing orgasms.”
“Is that it?” His lips quirk.
“Well, don’t forget about cooking. That bacon was divine.”
He brushes a soft kiss over my lips. “I’ll make sure we have plenty of bacon.” His gaze goes serious. “It’s too soon to tell you this, but I love you, Noelle.”
I kiss him back. “I know, and I love you too. Sometimes we can’t control everything, Hiro. I’ve loved you the day Henry introduced you to our family.”
He flops back on the bed. “Your brother is going to kill me.”
I rise up on my elbow. “No, he won’t. Not when he sees how happy you make me.”
Hiro opens one eye. “I can’t tell him you’re happy because of orgasms and bacon.”
I tilt my head. “Okay, fair. But you can tell him that you make me happy in other ways.”
He pulls me down, cuddling me into his side. “Like what?”
“Like when you took me outside to cut a Christmas tree.” I prop myself up on his chest. “Or that you made me fancy hot chocolate and watched Christmas movies with me while we made decorations all day.”
“All day?” He grimaces before a slow smile crosses his face. “Anything for you.”
THE END