Page 155 of After All This Time

Spreading her legs open wider, I kiss the inner part of her ankles. Making my way up to the inner part of her thighs, I run my fingers through her and get absolutely drenched.

I think I’m going to pass the fuck out.

Her chest is imperfectly heaving, her eyes closing, and her back arching.

Swiping some of her fluid onto my fingers, I raise them up in her direction.

“Seriously, how the fuck are you so wet?”

“Let’s call it the Noah Kaplan effect,” she says as she winks at me.

I glide my body back down to where she’s dripping for me. Sweeping two fingers gently against her clit, her back arches to the point where her stomach collides with mine.

Soft moans abandon her sweet mouth.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine. Keep going,” she says with impatience growing in her voice.

“Are you sure?”

Her nostrils flare. “If you don’t fuck me with your fingers, I’ll fuck myself with my vibrator instead.”

Fuck, the mouth on this woman blows my mind. Yeah, there’s no way in hell she’s pleasuring herself without me involved.

I shake my head, huffing. “Has anybody ever told you you’re ridiculously impatient?”

“Has anybody ever told you you’re irritating as shit?”

“Yeah, you have. Like a million times.”

Slowly rubbing her clit, Dani’s moans become more frequent and loud. She’s pulsating and tightening around me.

Oh, she feels so fucking good.

“You like that, don’t you?”

“Noah,” she whimpers.

“Dani,” I say through a soft breath.

“Fuck, I’m so close.”

“You look so fucking pretty like this, soaking wet for me and taking my fingers so damn well,” I coo.

My words send her over the edge. Her tightness around me fades away as her muscles contract. She grips onto me, digging her nails into my back. “N-Noah.”

“That’s my girl,” I say as I gradually remove my fingers from her center.

Meeting her dreamy brown eyes, I bring my index finger to my mouth.

The second her taste settles on my tongue I instantly get harder, which I didn’t think was possible. It’s even sweeter than kissing her soft, pink lips. I can’t stop the moan that sneaks out of my throat.

Her mouth gapes open like she can’t believe what I just did.

Sticking my middle finger up at her, she gives me a dirty look. “Are you flipping me off?”

“Suck,” I say through a measly breath.

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