Page 55 of Won’t Let You Get Away

“All you have to do is ask, Bri.” I remind her gently, moving until my mouth hovers just out of reach for her.

“Fuck,” she gasps, her nails bite into my skin. “Noah, please. Make me come.”

“Good girl,” I praise.

I’m on her in the next heartbeat, gently guiding her to lay back and moving to kneel between her thighs. The gravel bitesinto my knees through the jeans but I ignore it and focus on the sight before me.

Bri is propped up on her elbows, watching me through hooded lids. Her breasts practically spill from her dress as she breathes heavily and I lick my lips at the sight.

My hands slip up her thighs, pushing the dress up with them and baring more of her perfect skin to me. When I get to her waist, I pause with a groan.

“No underwear?” I glance up at her with a raised brow and a smirk.

An adorable blush stains her cheeks as she bites her bottom lip.

“None of them fit right and I forgot to get new ones at the store last week,” she says with a shrug. “It’s part of the reason why I’ve been working from home.”

I nod, grateful that she hasn’t been like this around anyone else, while also relieved she’s bare forme. Sliding my hands down to the insides of her thighs, I gently push them apart. Licking my lips, I tease two fingers along the side of her glistening pussy.

Bri shifts her hips in frustration and utters a pleading noise.

“Don’t worry, Sugar. I won’t make you wait long,” I tell her, running my fingers through her slit. “Just long enough for me to savor the taste of you on my tongue.”

Bending down, I hook my arms around the back of her thighs and lift both legs onto my shoulders. She gives up on resting on her elbows and reclines on the porch. But all I can focus on is the sight before me as I dive into her.

I run my tongue from back to front, unable to hold back the groan at the deliciousness of her. “Fucking hell, Sugar. I will never get enough of you.”

If she tries to respond, I don’t hear it. I am lost in memorizing every inch of her body. From the sounds she makes, the feel of her thighs beneath my hands. She’s perfect.

Her heels dig into my back, urging me closer and not letting me go.

Wrapping my arm around her waist, I hold her steady with one hand and use the other to caress her clit.

“Noah,” she gasps when I plunge my tongue inside her.

She tangles her fingers into my hair and moans again, and I am consumed with adoring this woman. My arousal is almost unbearable, pressing against my zipper, but I ignore it. Instead, the overwhelming desire to touch every inch of Bri takes over. Reaching up, I pull down the top of her dress, freeing her ample breasts and allowing me to massage one while focusing on her clit with my other hand.

Bri is the most beautiful addiction I have ever surrendered to. I was foolish to think that five days with her would be enough when I fell for her after just one night.

And now she is here, right next door, and even that doesn’t feel like it’s enough. I will always crave more of her.

My name escapes her lips again and I chuckle.

“That’s it, let me hear you say my name with those delicious sounds,” I murmur against her, circling over her clit with more pressure.

Her thighs tremble on my shoulders as she gasps and begs beneath me, while I continue to devour her. When I plunge my tongue inside her again, I gently pinch her nipple. Bri climaxes on my tongue with a beautiful moan mixed with my name. I don’t stop until she loosens her grip in my hair and pushes me away with light taps on my head.

Placing a tender kiss on the insides of her thighs, I carefully lower her legs from my shoulders and help her lie down on the porch.

Bri breathes heavily, staring up at me with a grin.

“So, remind me what I have to say to get you to do that again?”

I laugh and shake my head, lying down beside her.

“Sugar, you never have to ask.” I bend down to kiss her shoulder. “I’m yours. Orgasms and all.”

SABRINA

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