Noah (The Mitchell/Healy Family #1)(43)
Author: Jennifer Foor

Obviously he liked what he was doing, because he took the bottle and poured it directly over one breast. With his whole mouth, he sucked on my tit. When he finally released his hold on my skin it was a darker color. I wanted him to do it again. Our lips met and I wrapped my arms around his neck. I wanted to be close to him, albeit he wanted to keep playing.

He pulled out of my hold and backed up enough to sit the bottle down. He then grabbed my legs and spread them apart, so far that I was almost doing a split. He got up on his knees perfectly positioned to enter me easily.

Except he didn’t.

Noah slapped his c**k over my pu**y, making a clapping sound. Then he grabbed the bottle and poured it over his c**k in turn rubbing the liquid over my sex. I reached my hands up and dug into the pillows above my head, feeling like I was going to explode with desire.

I could feel my pu**y responding to every single action, but had no control of what happened next.

He held his c**k and spoke as he rubbed the wetness over my clit. I leaned up on my elbows and watched him touching me there. “I’m goin’ to f**k you so good, woman.”

I was ready. He could do whatever he wanted and I would have been okay with it. “Yes. Do it.” I sucked on my bottom lip. “Show me.”

He pulled away and laughed. “Nah, you’re not ready enough.”

I had no idea what he meant.

I was ready to beg.

Noah took that bottle and downed a good bit of it without stopping to breathe. He handed it to me and stood up off the bed, holding his hand out for me to take. “Stand up.”

I did as I was told and got up. He was still too tall for my pu**y to be directly in his face, but it was certainly close. After taking the bottle and sitting it back down on the cart, he put both hands on my ass and cupped them. I could feel his little tug and my sex being shoved against his mouth.

Air.

I felt it being blown against my clitoris. The sensations traveled from my pu**y to my ni**les. Noah watched me, relentlessly, while touching my br**sts. I reached into my mouth and wet two fingers before running them over the brown of my hardened buds. His eyes became heavy as he watched.

My pu**y was still crying for attention, and he knew it. He reached between my folds and felt the result of his teasing. “This is what I want. You’re so wet for me.” He rubbed my clit with his thumb. “I’m goin’ to f**k you so hard, Shalan.”

Waves of anxious pleasure overwhelmed me. I was ready to lose it and we hadn’t even begun. He buried his face into my hot, wet sex, causing me to cry out loudly. I felt my feet and body being lifted off the bed, but I couldn’t hold my eyes open to be sure. The next thing I knew the hard dresser was pressing into my ass cheeks. Noah pulled away, only for a second so I could adjust. He stood up straight and got into position, slapping me with it again.

The tip of him sat where it needed to be. I wrapped my legs around his waist and reached for his neck. He pulled my hair from the back, giving him an ample view of my neck.

I could feel his teeth dragging up my skin, and the heat of his breath against it. He made his way to my mouth and devoured my lips with his. I could taste myself, which only turned me on more knowing where they’d been.

He reached up and pinched both of my ni**les with his fingernails while our tongues continued to mingle, finding a common pattern of movement.

He then entered me, shoving his thick shaft deep into the walls of my pu**y. I pulled away from his kiss to take a deep breath. He jerked inside of me harder, reaching for my lips again. I didn’t fight him, instead feeling completely lost in what was happening. I was too turned on to fight with the size of him. I needed this to be happening.

Noah started grinding into me harder, slamming the dresser against the wall to the next room. He got into a pace, and the knocking sound was quite obvious of what we were doing. I knew the people in the next room could hear us, and it turned me on.

I cried out, “Don’t stop. Harder,” all while trying to catch my breath.

Noah kept pinching me, so hard that I swore he was breaking the skin on my ni**les. The more he did it, the better I liked it. I started bucking my body against his. The moment I heard his manly moans I about lost it. Just hearing him react to how good it felt sent shivers down my spine, and heat everywhere else. Our lips kept meeting in rough kisses where our teeth clanked together. I reached my hands underneath Noah’s arms and dug my fingers into the skin on his shoulders, while feeling his teeth biting on one of my ears. The warm air filled the canal, giving me goose-bumps. I cried out and lost myself. The sheer pressure and speed of what he was doing was too much to withstand. My body lost all control and my toes curled. He knew I was in my own frenzy, but kept going, possibly even faster. The slapping, the banging on the wall, and the way it felt to be f**ked so hard was more than I could handle. I screamed as waves of pleasure showered me.

Noah followed behind, finally tightening up and leaning his head against mine as he caught his own breath. Our lips met in a slow kiss that felt more filled with emotion than the whole encounter. While he began to relax, my body trembled beneath his. I’d never had orgasms like he’d given me, and my body didn’t know how to react to them.

Noah carried me over to the bed, just as the phone to our room started ringing. He sat me down before picking it up. “Hello?”

“It won’t happen again.”

He hung up and fell onto the bed next to me, not even addressing the call.

I sat up and ran my fingers over his skin. “What was that about?”

He wiped his face with his hands and turned to face me. Like mine, his fingers traveled over the tips of my breast. “Apparently our neighbors want to get some sleep.”

I smiled and leaned in to feel his lips on mine. “Oops.”

“Don’t regret it, Shalan.” He took my hand and kissed my fingertips, one at a time. “I could get used to havin’ you in my bed.”

“So don’t leave. Stay here with me. Ride this wave with me. Let’s see how far we can get together.”

“You and I both know they don’t want me. They want you.”

“I’ll make sure that we’re a package deal.” I knew we had so much to learn about each other, and that I wanted to have the time to see where we could go. Even with his temper, Noah was the best man I’d ever known. I hated the idea of doing all of this without him, even when I’d always done it before. If being with him felt so natural, I could only imagine how amazing we could be with time under our belt. “I’m not asking you for your hand in marriage, Noah. I’m asking you to see where we could get if we went into this business together.”