Page 7 of The Noisemaker

I made my eyes wide. “You have me naked in front of you and you want to take your time?”

He licked his lips before his signature smirk graced his lips. “I’m going to take care of you.” His hands slid around my neck. “But I’m going to give you a little payback first.”

“Payback? For what?” I tried to sound indignant but his hands around my throat always made me putty in his hands.

“Payback for how you teased the fuck out of me and then told me that the dick sucking window had closed,” he baited me, lowering his voice. “Do you remember how hard you got me? And then letting your towel drop and flashing me? Do you know how long it took for me to calm down?”

I let out a heavy breath and closed my eyes momentarily. I didn’t know what to say or how to respond so I didn’t. My heart thumped in my chest as he got close but restrained me, keeping me from kissing him.

“The entire drive there all I could think about was you.”

“Good,” I breathed.

He trailed his hands down my neck and over my shoulders and down my arms. When he clasped my hands, he started walking backward until he reached our bed. His hand swept across his erection and then he sat down. “Come here,” he commanded.

I took a step forward, attempting to sit in his lap when he spun me around and draped my naked body across his lap. “Oh!”

He adjusted me so that my breasts rested against the outside of his thigh and my arms were on the bed. He moved me up a little more, so I was on my tiptoes and my ass was in the air. I felt his dick against my belly each time I squirmed.

I went from damp to wet.

His right hand massaged my breasts gently before tweaking each nipple. His left hand ran down my back and over the swell of my ass. I trembled at the light touch. He coasted down one thigh and then the other. When he got to the back of my knees, he traced his fingertips up my inner thigh—one and then the other—stopping just short of my pussy. By the time he did it for a second time, I was shaking.

His right forearm rested against the middle of my back while his left hand continued to seduce me.

His hand moved to my ass, massaging each cheek, and then his fingers slipped to the apex of my thighs. Just barely, hardly, almost imperceptivity grazing my pussy.

“Des,” I moaned.

“Not yet,” he warned.

I felt his hand lift from my body and when it connected with my skin, smacking my ass, I grabbed the comforter and squeezed my legs together. He did it again, a little harder and I cried out wantonly. His hand popped both cheeks, making them shake.

“Baby,” I cried. “Yes!”

He gently rubbed my ass before spreading my legs apart. Dipping his fingers into my wetness, he sucked in a sharp breath.

“Aria,” he groaned, rubbing my slick lips. “I’m trying to punish you, but it feels like you’re enjoying it.”

I nodded even though my head was against the mattress. “Mmmm.”

“I can’t hear you. Are you saying you like being punished for teasing me?” One of his fingers parted my wet lips and brushed my clit.

“Yessssssssss.” I squirmed in his lap, but I couldn’t move because of his arm placement.

He moved his finger in a circular motion against my clit as soft moans escaped me. Without warning, he stopped and delivered two firm smacks against my ass that brought out a guttural response in me.

“You know what this pussy does to me, Aria…” He slipped a finger in me and then pulled it out slowly. “You know I can’t get enough of you… your pussy… your mouth… You know this and you still tried to deny me?”

A chill ran down my spine. “Yeah,” I whispered.

He slapped my ass with a loud pop. “You think it’s okay to keep this pussy away from me?” he chastised me, causing me to cry out. His breathing was as labored as mine. “Do you know what this pussy does to me? Do you know how bad I want you?”

“Yes,” I cried out, feeling my orgasm building as he rubbed my clit before slipping his finger back inside me. My wetness was almost as loud as I was when I started panting. “That feels so good.”

He added a second finger as he dipped deep into my wetness and then pulled it out to spank me again. “That’s for denying me.” He struck again. “And that’s for teasing me.” He smacked my ass again. “That’s because I love you.” He hit me twice on each cheek before massaging out the sting. “And that’s for not immediately coming in here and sitting on my face.”

I moaned loudly. My pussy throbbed with desire at every word he uttered.

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