CHAPTER 34 - Noah Black #2
“Look at me. I want you to see that it’s me touching you.” His voice makes me meet his eyes. “Every touch is because you want it, because you want to feel it.” I nod. “If you want to stop, just say so.”
“I don’t want to…” I stammer, and he flashes me a wicked smile.
“Can I do whatever I want with you, Butterfly?”
“Yes… Anything.”
“Then hold on, because I need to get back to my favorite flavor,” he says, and before I can process the words, his hands grip my ass and lift me. My legs, which were wrapped around his waist, are suddenly on his shoulders.
Holy shit!
My head practically touches the ceiling.
“Bryan…”
“Hold your dress,” he orders, and I hike it up, my belly almost pressed against his face. “Fucking delicious pussy!” he growls, and I feel his finger push my panties aside. “Hold on, Noah, hold on tight, damn it!” he grunts before devouring me.
I press my back against the wood and my hands automatically grip his hair, fingers threading through it.
“Ah…” I moan as his tongue slides over my wet skin.
Unlike the last time his face was between my legs, Bryan isn’t gentle.
He’s fierce.
He licks me, kisses me, and sucks me.
Heaven and hell open before me.
I bite my lip and can’t keep my eyes open with so much pleasure flooding through me, but when I close them, all I see are images of the two of us making love.
There’s nothing inside me but him.
“Bryan…” His name comes out choked, and I gasp, rolling my hips.
He gets drunk on my wetness.
He sucks my clit with such eagerness, like he wants to draw out every last drop of pleasure from me.
I moan uncontrollably, not caring about anything but his mouth devouring me like a wild animal. He grunts against my skin, and I feel his hot breath wash over that sensitive spot.
“My whole life. I’m going to spend my whole fucking life with my head between your legs!” he hisses, and I lower my gaze to find his smoldering eyes and his mouth slick with my arousal.
He smiles, and I’m certain the devil himself would be afraid of that smile.
But me? I only feel the orgasm building with everything I see burning in his eyes.
Bryan goes back to licking me, sucking me, and when his teeth graze my skin, I scream as the wave crashes over me and swallows me whole.
I pull his head closer and grind shamelessly against his mouth, needing more relief, more friction. He doesn’t complain—just intensifies his movements.
“Ah… God… Oh…” Broken words escape my lips as my whole body starts to convulse.
It’s a pleasure I’d only felt once before—on a single night.
A pleasure so strong and sweet that it spills from my eyes.
“Love…” I cry out, finally letting myself fall from the precipice he brought me to.
Everything in me crumbles into pleasure.
Every hair on my body stands on end.
Every cell comes alive.
Every nerve trembles.
I surrender to the wave of pleasure, and only when my pussy can't take any more do I gently push his face away, meeting his shining blue eyes.
Bryan lowers me carefully, and when my feet touch the floor, he holds me steady, knowing I still can't stand on my own.
My whole body is trembling.
“Do we stop here?” he asks, and I shake my head no.
He smiles, lowering his hand and slipping it between my legs.
“That's it…” I say, my skin still sensitive, yet needing more.
“What do you feel when I touch you?”
“Pleasure, only pleasure.”
“And what do you see when you close your eyes?”
“The two of us.” He smiles, and I bite my lip, trying to hold back the tears threatening to return.
Bryan lowers his face and runs his tongue over my tears.
I close my eyes, surprised by the gesture but completely enchanted.
“Stay just like that…” he murmurs, turning my body and pressing my breasts against the door. “Your ass is as beautiful as I remembered,” he says, lifting my dress as I bite my lip. “Spread those legs and stick that delicious ass out for me,” he orders, his voice hoarse, and I do as he asks.
Bryan slides my panties down, and I lift my trembling legs to help him remove them.
I look over my shoulder and watch him yank off his boots, pants, and underwear.
His cock springs free.
Big, thick, and veiny.
The pink head glistens, and there's nothing but love and anticipation inside me.
His thighs and legs are tattooed too, and I find myself curious again about the meanings of the ten tattoos he mentioned, but I push the thought aside as he steps closer, pressing his chest against my back.
“Ah…” we moan together, feeling the heat of our bodies merging.
“I love you, Butterfly, and I fucking love this dark version of you,” he says, biting my earlobe. “I'm going to make you remember how incredible sex is and how much my cock loves you too.”
“You're already doing that,” I respond, arching my ass out a little more.
I feel his hand guide his cock to my entrance.
I gasp when he starts to slide in.
“Mine. You're mine, Noah, only mine,” he whispers, and I know he's trying to keep me here, in the present, with just the two of us together. “And only I will touch you.”
“Yours…” I breathe, feeling my hot walls clench around him.
His cock slides deeper, stretching me open, making me tilt my head back.
“Hell…” he curses.
“Ah…” I moan, feeling a twinge of pain, but nothing compared to feeling him inside me again.
Filling me.
Showing me how good it is to feel pleasure.
That I'm his.
“So hot. So tight. So mine!” His hoarse voice cuts right through me.
I dig my hands into the door, desperately needing support as every inch fills me.
Bryan is fucking huge, not just his body but his cock too, and getting used to him again after so many years is hard.
I feel his finger slide over my clit as if he knows I need more stimulation.
He knows me like the palm of his hand.
He knows everything I need.
What excites me.
“My God…” I sigh, feeling the wave building again as he strokes my clit while thrusting inside me.
I grind, and he grunts.
I moan, and he lowers his mouth to my shoulder, biting down lightly.
“I can't hold back anymore…” he declares, and I hear the agony in his voice.
“Then fuck me, Bryan, because I need more too!”
“Damn!” he growls, thrusting his hips and pulling a scream of pleasure from me as his cock buries itself completely inside me.
“Ah… God…” I gasp breathlessly, and it's like I've unleashed a monster when Bryan starts to move. “That's it…” I encourage him, letting him know it's good, that it's only him here with me.
His fingers return to my clit.
His cock drives in and out, faster and faster.
The sound of our bodies coming together echoes off the walls, mixing with my moans and his grunts.
I feel him everywhere, in every part of me, inside and out.
My eyes roll back as the orgasm crashes through me once more.
“Fuck… Your pussy is swallowing me, Noah, sucking my cock as you come,” he hisses, and I scream his name uncontrollably. “Come for me, my love. Drench my cock.”
He demands, and I come.
I come undone.
I fall apart just like I did in his mouth.
When I think I can't take any more, he thrusts one last time.
Hard.
Deep.
And I feel his hot cum spill inside me.
Bryan roars my name, the sound thick with desire and possession.
When his mouth finds my shoulder, I turn my face to the side.
My eyes fall on the decaying body before us, and a smile spreads across my lips.
The easiest.
The sweetest.
The truest smile of my life.
Because, for the first time, I don't feel fear.
I don't feel pain.
I feel only the unshakable certainty that I am free.
Free from the prison that chained me.
From the pain that surrounded me for twenty-three years.
From the agony that has suffocated me since the night I lost Bryan.
I am finally free from the Silent Ruin they threw me into!