Elizabeth

The alley was too quiet now.

The storm between us had passed—but the air still crackled like lightning hadn’t finished with us yet.

Noah was staring at me like he was starving.

Not just hungry. Starving.

Like he’d been holding back for too long, and now… he couldn’t anymore.

His eyes moved over me slowly, like he was memorizing every inch of bare skin, the dress revealed—like he was daring himself not to touch.

But I saw the way his jaw clenched.

The way his fists flexed like he was seconds from giving in.

He stepped closer.

“Elizabeth,” he said, voice rough—barely more than a whisper.

But it wasn’t just my name.

It was a plea.

A promise.

A warning.

I looked up at him. As my breath hitched.

His hand lifted slowly, brushing a strand of hair from my face like it was sacred.

His fingers skimmed my jaw, soft and reverent, but his eyes—God, his eyes were dark with something feral.

And then he kissed me.

Not soft.

Not careful.

It was heat and teeth and breathless fire, his hands threading into my hair as I pulled him in like I couldn’t get him close enough.

His mouth was desperate against mine, all tension and want, the kind of kiss that cracked something wide open inside me.

I gasped against him as his hands roamed down, gripping my waist like he could anchor himself to me.

When we broke apart, it was only because we had to breathe.

But the second we did, he looked at me again—like he was falling, like he didn’t care what it cost—and we crashed back together.

I don’t remember moving.

Didn’t remember how my back hit the alley wall or how his jacket landed somewhere near the ground.

All I knew was the sound of his breath against my neck, the way his fingers dragged slowly down my thigh, lifting the slit of my dress higher.

I whispered his name, half-lost.

He growled mine against my skin, his voice thick with need. “Tell me to stop.”

But I didn’t.

I couldn’t.

Because I wanted this. Needed this.

He looked into my eyes again and I felt my heart come alive. I pulled him back into a kiss and he snapped.

“Fuck”

He said against my lips, he kissed me with urgency and unyielding strength. A moan escaped my lips as I felt his knee make its way between my legs, I felt how wet I had become just from him kissing me.

“Sunshine, I’m about to lose it.”

I smile and turn slowly around not breaking our kiss, I push my ass against his growing member, and he lets out a low growl. Then I heard it. He undoes his buckle and lets his cock spring free; I gasped at the size.

“It’s not going to fit.”

I say reaching behind me feeling it throb in my hand.

“Sunshine, I’ll make it fit.”

He says and suddenly I am bent over. In this cold alley where anyone could walk over and see this man fucking my brains out.

“Breathe sunshine.”

He tells me as he thrust in me. I let out a cry as I feel him filling me up. My legs begin to tremble and suddenly the ground is gone from beneath me.

“Noah!”

I say loudly, he picks me up and holds me sitting on his cock, I am fully exposed here.

“Stay quiet sunshine unless you want someone to catch us.”

He growls in my ear, and I can feel the shivers run up my spine. He thrust in me, and I feel every inch stretching me shaping me to remember his shape. He move faster and I cry out as I find my climax.

He continues not easing up.

“Fuck Sunshine I’m going to make you mine.”

He says to me and thrust even deeper in me. I feel him growing inside me as he goes harder and faster. Again, I cum on his cock and he cums inside me I feel him filling me up to the brim. I feel the cum drip down. Fuck I don’t think I’ll be able to avoid these feelings anymore.

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