Page 52 of Sacrifice Bunt

His large firm hands were gripping and kneading her backside, his fingers slipping underneath her underwear and delving into the crack between her legs where she was already wet and waiting. She moaned at his touch. He didn't stop there, though. He held her tightly, grinding his erection into her core and moaning into her mouth.

“Can't get enough of you,” he said against her ear as he bit down hard, eliciting a scream from her.

Her own hands were everywhere, scraping down the skin of his back and then up his sides and over his shoulders. “Noah, please,” she begged, not even sure what she was begging for. All she knew was that she needed him.

“I'll give you what you want,” he said, flipping her around and quickly bending her over the back of the couch. In one swift move, he pulled her panties from her body, the cool air from the air conditioning hitting her bare ass. Then, like he’d done it a million times before, he unsnapped her bra using just one hand, the scrap of material falling from her body and to the floor.

The crack of his hand on her ass had her hissing out a breath, not in pain but in pleasure. She enjoyed a good spanking during sex, but never had she felt like begging for more.

“Fuck, I like my handprint on your ass,” he said, slapping her again. A little gentler this time.

She looked over her shoulder, locking eyes with him. “Fuck me now, Noah.”

His eyes held her gaze as he pressed his still-covered hard cock against her ass. “Are you on the pill?” he asked, his voice thick with lust.

She nodded. “Yes, and I get tested yearly.” Part of her wanted to make him get a condom because going without was a big step. But she was on the pill, and even more importantly, she trusted Noah.

Something she wasn’t sure she’d ever entirely done with any previous sexual partners.

“I do too and I’d never put you in danger.” He shoved his underwear down his legs, his cock bobbing free and hitting her in the ass.

Fuck, his cock was nice. Really that was too tame a word. She wasn’t even sure there was a good enough word.

“Last chance to back out,” he said, stroking his dick up and down before placing it at her entrance.

She shook her head firmly. “I need you.” That was as real and raw as it got.

Without another word, he gripped her hips and slammed into her body hard and fast. So hard and fast that she cried out, closing her eyes and hanging her head down between her shoulders.

“Yes, please.” It felt so good and when he pulled back out and slid back in again just as hard, it felt even better.

“Fuck, you’re driving me crazy,” he swore, slamming into her again and again, his fingers gripping her hips tightly.

She could hear the need in his voice. The pure animalistic need and it drove her wild.

“Yes, Noah, more.” She wanted him to know that she was right there with him. She wanted all the same things that he wanted. At least when it came to sex.

His hand cracked down on her ass again, making her scream out. His hand came back to her ass this time, soothing her skin as he continued to thrust inside her. Needing just a little bit more friction to make herself get there, she slipped her hand between her legs, stroking her clit as his cock moved in and out of her furiously.

“Yeah, baby,” he said, his breathing heavy, “stroke your clit. Show me how you get yourself off.”

Noah’s dirty talk always did her in, but this time it seemed to have her even more on edge than it had ever before.

After only a few strokes over her clit, she felt herself coming, her back bowing and her head shooting upward as she cried out. Her orgasm tumbled her over an edge she'd never wanted to go over.

Into fucking love with Noah Ashe.

There was no time to think about it or to wonder how she’d gotten to this point when she’d sworn love wasn’t for her. Noah continued to fuck her urgently and before she knew it, she was on the verge of another orgasm.

Which seemed par for the course. If she was in love with him, he better damn well be able to give her multiple orgasms. He lived up to that hype when her release slammed into her at the same time as his. Feeling him come inside her was new. Something she’d never felt before because she'd never gone without a condom. Technically that wasn’t true. She’d let one guy go without, but then promptly fixed her mistake when her mind wouldn’t shut up, and made him pull out.

With Noah, she relished in the feel of him.

Somehow they both ended up in a heap on the floor, her curled in Noah's arms.

“You know, there's a couch right here,” she said, happier than she'd been in such a long time.

“It's your fault we didn't make it there, you know.” He gave her ass a small pat. “You just had to go and mention ripping a shirt from your body. Once you said that, we were never making it to a bed or a couch. We're lucky we made it home.”

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