Noah (The Mitchell/Healy Family #1)(36)
Author: Jennifer Foor

He kissed my inner thigh and ran his tongue up the inside of my leg, until he reached the base of my sex. “Oh my god.”

I felt him licking me, his warm tongue sliding between my folds. My clit, so swollen and ready, responded to his touch. Noah picked me up and guided me over his mouth. My reaction to his lips kissing and suckling on such a sensitive area caused me to gasp in horror. He pulled me towards him, forcing my pu**y against his face as if he wanted it badly. My head fell back as I felt him sucking my clitoris in between his lips and holding it there, filling that tiny spot with blood. The harder he sucked, the more I felt the rush of release coming over me again. Noah let go and used his chin whiskers to excite me even more.

He was right about one thing.

I cried out his name like I’d never said before, knowing that the neighbors definitely heard me that time around. “I knew you’d scream my name, darlin’. It was only a matter of time before I got to taste that pu**y I’ve been thinkin’ about for days.”

His words gave my chills, as if I wasn’t already experiencing every feeling possible.

When he finally released his hold on me, I had a new outlook on what I wanted out of this night. Noah was right. I had to stop worrying about everything and enjoy the now. I got on my knees and stuck my ass in the air like I’d done earlier. He wasted no time getting behind me and rubbing his fingers around my ass**le. I reached under and touched my swollen bud lightly, knowing he was watching.

I could feel his c**k at my entrance, slapping it and preparing me for insertion. This time I accepted all of him. My canal, soaked from his hard work, graciously endured his whole mass. He pulled my hair back, as if I was his stallion and he was riding me bareback. Waves of pleasure excited me when I thought about him f**king me the way he was. Noah tugged on my hair for a second time, pulling me all the way up until my back was against his chest. He let go of my hair and cupped my br**sts into his hands, squeezing my ni**les in between his fingernails. I reached down and played with my clit, determined to orgasm one more time before Noah could finish. I reached back with my face, longing to feel his lips kissing mine again. He met me halfway, devouring my mouth with his own. His hot breath reminded me that he was working hard. I reached up and placed my hands over his that were still holding onto my tits.

Noah pulled out, seemingly ready to blow his load anywhere but inside of me. So I thought.

As quick as he’d removed himself, he spun me around and lifted me on top of him again. Within seconds he was back inside of me, this time expecting me to do most of the work. I started hopping at a rapid pace, almost getting high enough that he was all the way out of me, and then sitting back down again. Our bodies, from the sweat, slapped together each time they made contact. He reached up and grabbed my ni**les again, this time pulling down enough to where he could stick one in his mouth. I watched him sucking it as if I had milk to drink, all the while watching me watch him.

Noah spun my body around again, reverse cowgirl this time. It felt like the tip of his c**k was all the way up in my stomach, even though I knew that couldn’t be possible. This position felt different, especially where my G-spot was concerned. After hitting it two times I felt a gush and then immediately lost control over myself. To be honest, I thought I peed myself. The pleasure didn’t stop. Noah kept hitting it and he forced my body back down again and again. I cried out into the room and accepted the most amazing sensation I’d ever felt before.

Then he pulled out.

He didn’t need to explain as he grabbed his shirt off the floor and blew his load, while still staring at my pu**y. “Damn, I wanted to last longer.”

“It was long.”

He smiled and shook his head, but didn’t elaborate. “The question is, how was it?”

I could still feel butterflies in my stomach, and I didn’t know if my pu**y would ever recuperate, not that I wanted it to. Noah being inside of me, giving me that kind of release was something I never wanted to forget, even if he walked out and I never saw him again.

I still hadn’t fully caught my breath, but I knew exactly how to answer him. “How long until we can do it again?”

Shalan

We didn’t leave the room for the next eighteen hours. Between room service and the sex, we were both too satiated to consider going anywhere. After an afternoon nap I climbed out of bed and started the shower. Unlike other times, I left the door open to the bathroom, knowing that I was naked and Noah had already seen everything I had.

The water was hot beating down on my face. I closed my eyes and replayed the last night’s events in my head. As excited as I was to perform again, and be able to share my talent with more people, I couldn’t stop thinking about Noah. Even the mere image of him in my mind got me hot and bothered again.

Then it hit me again; that constant reminder that this was only temporary. I couldn’t keep Noah in a hotel, holding him as some sexual hostage for me during the day, and song partner at night.

It made me sad.

I’d never been lucky, but since meeting him it seemed like everything I’d ever wanted was happening. I’d been able to sing and feel the comforts of luxury, plus reap the benefits of how a real woman should be treated by a man. How could I not fear for the moment when it would all come to a crashing halt?

I didn’t move when I heard the shower curtain pulling to the side. His presence was no secret as strong hands came down over my shoulders. His lips found my ear first. “You ready to perform tonight?”

I turned around and reached up to wrap my arms around his neck. “At the club, or back here in bed?”

He got this sly look of orneriness on his face. “Loaded question.”

“Yeah.” I bit down on my lip. “The answer is yes, to both.”

Our lips met, and once again I was blown away by how sensual it was. He grabbed my chin and pecked my bottom lips before responding. “I know I already said it, but I’m real glad I met you in that bar that night. The past couple of days have been great.”

“Is this where you tell me you’re going to call me and you never do?” I turned my head to the side and let my hands start falling down his chest. I couldn’t keep him, so it wasn’t worth getting upset over, and that’s exactly what was happening.

“You’re not goin’ to get all weird now are you? I mean, this is just two people havin’ a good time, right?”

And there it was…

“Of course. I know that.” I turned quickly and grabbed the bar of soap, for the first time since being intimate feeling completely like a stranger to him. I’d gone ahead and slept with a man that wanted nothing from me. The reality hit me hard, and being naked in the shower with him wasn’t as sexy as it first seemed.