Every nerve in me is alive. It’s on fire. It’s racing to climb and climb.
One of my hands goes to tangle into his hair, and I can’t stop myself when I pull his mouth to me, harder.
He obliges by pumping those two fingers in and out of me, stretching me in the very best way. I feel myself growing wetter by the second. He circles his tongue around my bundle of nerves, his breath hot on my flesh in the most delicious way.
And then he starts to hum, and a moment later, I realize that it’s the tune of our song.
The extra vibration, the extra sensation, the sight of him between my legs as I open my eyes, I can’t stop the climb anymore.
I rocket to the peak, and every bit of me explodes into light and colors.
“Noah!” I scream as my head tips back against the wall. He licks me over and over, pumping his fingers in and out of me faster. Shockwaves rip through me and I feel my inner walls clench down on Noah’s fingers.
I’m panting, moaning, and I can’t find a single bit of volume control as Noah takes command of my orgasm. The entire hotel can probably hear me, but I can’t find it in me to care.
And as I slide down the last bit of the high, Noah’s mouth comes to mine, and he kisses me as he gently strokes me down below.
I taste myself on his lips, and it’s the hottest thing. His teeth tease my lower lip.
The world isn’t real. There isn’t anything that exists outside of this hotel suite. There is only he and I on this planet, and the need there is between us.
“I want you inside of me,” I whisper against his mouth.
Noah nods, just barely. His hands grip at my hips, and he drags me closer to the edge of the dresser. He drags his boxers down, and my breath hitches as I feel the warmth of his head position against my entrance.
“I’ll never let you down again, Kennedy,” Noah says as his eyes meet mine. “I swear it.”
His words fill my chest. They expand to every corner of my being. And as I look into his eyes, I can see how much he means them.
“I know,” I whisper. I don’t know how I know this, but I do.
And Noah presses himself inside of me.
He stretches me. More, more, more he fills me.
Until finally, we meet at the hilt, and his forehead rests against my chest as we both suck in a quaking breath.
“I want to make you feel good, Noah,” I whisper against his ear.
And he doesn’t wait. He grips me around the waist, and with us still attached, he carries us to the bed. He tips me back onto my back, but with a wicked smile, I roll us over, pinning his wrists against the mattress, taking control of this next position.
I roll my hips, feeling the length of him inside of me, filling me. I hold his gaze as I raise my hands into my hair, pulling it back out of my face. Noah gives an approving groan and reaches up, undoing my bra, and letting it fall to the side of the bed.
I smile as I lean forward to brace myself on my hands on the mattress. Noah’s eyes fix on my breasts as he leans forward just slightly and takes one nipple into his mouth. He sucks on it, hard, before flicking his tongue over the pink nub. His hand raises to cup the other breast.
A sigh escapes my mouth as I run a hand up and over his chest. He’s perfection. Just looking at him sends me higher again. Taking in every detail of him, I feel the sensation tightening between my legs once more.
I dip, licking over one of his nipples and he tips his head back against the bed with a sound that’s somewhere between a moan and a hiss. I give the same attention to the other one. I pick up the speed of my hips and so does Noah.
In and out, our bodies piston against each other.
My body grows hotter. My skin warms at the touch of Noah’s hands. He touches me everywhere, and I sit up straighter, watching him watching me. I revel in the heat and size of his hands against my hips as he thrusts inside of me again and again.
My breathing is ragged and shallow. And as he reaches between us, his thumb brushes over my clit. My eyes slide closed with a moan as everything in me begins coiling, preparing to fling me over the top again.
And with a heady groan, I lose it.
I shatter apart.