Page 60 of Won’t Let You Get Away

With the next thrust of my tongue and a twist of her nipple, she comes apart beautifully on my tongue. I help her ride out the waves of pleasure and savor every moment. Clinging to me, she gently pushes my head back into the mattress.

She slides down my body and collapses on top of me as I hold her close. Bri kisses my shoulder and squirms over my hard cock and groans in frustration.

“I still…” she pauses, trailing a hand down my ribs and moving swiftly to shove my pants down. “I just came and yet I still need more of you.”

Her words fill me with pride, knowing that she desires me just as intensely as I do her.

With my arms around her waist, I flip us once more. I hurriedly discard my clothes before finding my place between her legs again. Holding one of her legs against my hip, I tease us both and slide the head of my cock through her wet pussy.

“Please, Noah.” Bri’s hands clutch at my sides, urging me on.

I enter her slowly, and a curse leaves my lips at the feeling of her tightness.

“You were made for me.” I leisurely thrust into her.

“Noah. If you don’t stop teasing me like this, I swear on my love for peanut butter pie, I will make your life hell.”

With a smirk, I tighten my hold on her thigh and slam into her.

She cries out, the sound morphing into a pleased moan as she nods.

“No need to swear on anything; I will always give you what you want.”

Before Bri can respond, I give her exactly what she asked for.. I fuck her without holding back, sliding my length nearly all the way out before slamming back into her. We get lost in each other, in the rhythm of our bodies meeting and begging for more.

“Such a good girl,” I praise and bend down to kiss her. “Taking everything I give you so perfectly.”

Her body quivers around me as she moans my name repeatedly.

“You look so beautiful.” My pace remains steady as I tilt her hips, fucking her until she’s climbing toward another climax. “That’s it. Let go for me, Sugar.”

Bri cries out with her release, her back arching off the bed. A few more thrusts and I follow suit, collapsing beside her as we catch our breaths.

Keeping her in my arms, I brush her hair from her face and kiss her forehead.

“Stay the night?” I ask, not ready for this intimate moment to end.

Bri nods, snuggling closer into my chest with a contented sigh. “I don’t think my legs could work if I tried.”

I can’t help but smirk at that comment. “New goal—make it so you can’t walk at all. That way you can’t ever leave.”

“Yeah, cause that doesn’t at all make you sound like a kidnapper.” She playfully pushes me away but makes no real effort to move. Instead, we settle into easy conversation as we share each other’s warmth.

NOAH

My senses are brought to life as the sweet scent of apples wafts through my nostrils and Bri’s warmth radiates next to me. I hold her tightly against my side, my hand resting on her stomach where our baby grows.

She stirs in her sleep as I kiss her forehead and tenderly caress her bump, trying to lull myself back to sleep. But my peaceful moment is rudely interrupted by the loud vibration of my phone.

I reluctantly open my eyes, letting them adjust to the darkness of the room. My brain finally catches up to the source of the noise and I fumble around for my phone on the nightstand.

After unplugging it and squinting at the blinding screen, I see that Kenny has sent me a text along with several other unread messages and two missed calls. Since it’s just after four in the morning, and that Kenny is rarely up before his alarm, I don’t hesitate to see what he needs.

12:30am

Kenny:

You think that storm in the forecast is actually gonna hit us?

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