Page 32 of Negotiating Tactics

Soon, I found myself blasting off again. I was so weak I felt like I couldn’t move.

I looked down, saw Noah’s dark eyes looking up at mine, his face slick with my essence.

“Give me one more,” he said, his warm breath prickling my skin.

He gave me an almost feral smile and then used his tongue to stroke my slit.

I didn’t think it was possible, but I came again, tears leaking out of my eyes at the intensity of it all.

Noah held me tight in his arms into I came back to myself.

“I can’t walk,” I whispered, my voice revealing my awe.

He kissed me deeply, his tongue, my taste, making me slick again before he pulled back.

“Who said you had to?” he asked, a slight smile lifting his cheeks.

He shifted, picked me up, and carried me up the stairs.

I was too exhausted and content to even marvel at his display of strength.

When we reached the second floor, he laid me in that huge bed and smiled down at me. “Don’t go anywhere.”

“I couldn’t even if I wanted to,” I said, my fuzzy mind realizing what I’d admitted far too late.

Noah hadn’t missed it, but he didn’t say anything. Instead, he left, headed toward the bathroom.

I listened as the faucet turned on, as he moved in the bathroom. After a few minutes, he came back.

“Are we going to…?” I asked as he stripped his pants off and slid into bed.

He wasn’t wearing underwear, and I hadn’t missed his hardness.

And even if I had before, it would have been impossible not to notice his cock hard and insistent against my ass after he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled my body against his.

“Go to sleep, Alex,” he said, his huge body cocooning me, making me feel safe, protected.

“Stop bossing me around,” I said, trying to sound tough.

Noah just chuckled and squeezed me tighter.

Wrapped in his arms, I drifted off to sleep.

Alex

What I turned over, the bed was empty, and I felt a moment of crushing disappointment.

Reality hit me like an anvil.

I missed Noah.

And I was scared shitless.

I lay there for a moment but realized I shouldn’t linger.

Last night, I had lost my mind, but one thing was certain.

There was no way I could look Noah in the face, not after last night.

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