Page 132 of After All This Time

“Fuck,” he says. “Do you think you can come for me, Sweet Peach?”

I can’t answer him.

My body is floating in the stars of the night sky because of the way he feels inside me like he belongs there. He has always belonged there.

He doesn’t force me to answer him.

Instead, his thrusts get even rougher and more profound, causing me to let out the biggest moan that’s ever come out of my mouth.

I’m sweating like crazy.

To my surprise, he straightens up and lifts my legs. He puts them on his shoulders. The new position allows him to enter me deeper as he continues fucking me, rubbing my clit.

My orgasm is on the brink of a sweet release.

Shit, shit, shit.

“That’s my good fucking girl.”

For a man who I described as sweet, Noah’s not so sweet in bed. He’s the complete opposite, actually. He’s confident and straightforward. But most importantly, he’s so fucking hot.

Moaning from the base of my throat, I roll my eyes. “N-Noah.” The biggest smile grows on my face.

He leans closer to me, capturing my lips in a messy and passionate kiss as he takes everything I can give him.

He collapses on top of me before he rolls off to the side, landing beside me. We’re panting and attempting to catch our breaths and compose ourselves before either of us speaks.

I’m trying to slow my intense, rapid heartbeats while my interlocked hands are resting on my stomach. “Fuck me.”

Shit, did I just say that out loud?

He turns his head toward me. “I just did, but we can go for round two if you want.” He pulls me closer to him, our noses barely grazing each other. His eyes are full of contentment as a tender smile spreads across his lips. “Thank you, Dani,” he whispers. “For giving yourself to me.”

He gives me a sweet peck on the lips.

“What?” His lips twitch before they break out into a gorgeous smile.

I bite down on my bottom lip, sucking it in.

I have to say I thought I’d be freaking out over his dick more, but here I am about to pass out from his round, tight, and muscular bare ass.

I gulp down on some residual saliva sitting at the base of my throat.

“Do you do ass workouts or something? Because…holy shit!” I fold my arms, raising one of the covers over my breasts.

He puts his boxers back on, turning around to face me. “You like my ass?” He’s back on the bed, planting a wet kiss on my forehead.

“Uh-huh.”

“Want to know a secret?”

I nod, smiling so big my face might freeze like this forever.

“I love your ass.” He cups my face with both of his hands.

His lips cover mine hungrily, sucking all the air out of my lungs.

“You haven’t even seen my bare ass though,” I say.

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