Page 91 of Play On

My breath hitches in my throat. I gaze into Noah’s eyes and see nothing but heat in them. His fingertips flinch against my hip bone, desperate to touch me.

To make me his.

“Yes,” I gasp, sinking my fingers into his hair, my answer a breath across his sensual mouth. “Touch me.”

I kiss him, and I feel a smile form across his mouth. I lift my head, quirking a brow at him. “Is that a satisfied, smug smile, Saucy Shorts?”

The grin becomes wicked now. “It’s smug. But you’re the one who is going to be satisfied, Butterfly.”

Before I can tease him back, he draws my lower lip between his teeth and lightly bites it, causing me to grow hot all over. I moan, and then his tongue dips deep inside my mouth in a long, caressing kiss. All the while his hand trails down the side of my knickers, causing me to squirm against him.

“Noah,” I plead as I begin to throb, “please, please touch me.”

“Are you ready for me so soon?” he murmurs against my lips.

Then his fingers go exactly where I want them to.

OH. MY. GOD.

“Youareready,” he says, his voice low.

“You … you … make me …” I can’t think or speak coherently as he strokes me in the exact right spot.

Noah knows exactly what he’s doing to me, and I unravel bit by bit with each magical stroke of his fingers. All the sensations build upon each one, and I feel everything escalating to something that is going to be huge.

A cry breaks forth from my lips, but Noah immediately swallows it with a kiss. I feel the wind moving across my face and the rain picking up, and the whole time Noah is stroking me in a way that is making me practically come off his lap with sheer need. I break free from his mouth, my hands clutching on to his strong shoulders. I’m gasping for breath, moving against his hand now.

“That’s it,” he urges in a low voice. “Ride it, sweetheart.”

I sink my hands into his hair, grasping it, hanging on to him as I ride the sensations he’s making me feel. I’m sweating. The rain is splattering against us when the wind carries it, and it’s hot and sensual and the moment is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced.

“Oh!” I gasp, as the waves come quicker now. “Oh my God!”

Noah kisses me hard, and I begin to cry out as I build towards an incredible climax. He swallows all my cries, and finally, I shatter into what feels like a million pieces of pure sexual release. I ride it for what seems like forever, then it stops.

Holy shit.

I’ve never had an orgasm like that in mylife.

I lift my head back to look at him, amazed at what this man has done to me. His eyes are dark with desire, and a pleased smile plays at the corners of his mouth.

“I flew,” I gasp, regaining my breath.

“Good,” he says, stroking my hair. Then he kisses me lightly on the lips.

I know immediately what I want to do. I want to make him feel the way I did.

“Please take off my knickers,” I say huskily.

“Here?”

I trace my index finger over his swollen lips. “Yes, here. Nobody can see us. And I can’t very well ride you if I have my knickers on.”

His eyes widen.

I grin in triumph.

Suddenly his hand is on my hip, lowering my knickers. I manoeuvre to help him, and soon they are discarded on the terrace. Then I shift so I’m on top of him, and ohmy, he feels huge and hard underneath his jeans.

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