Page 8 of The Noisemaker

“So don’t do it again.” He spread my legs and slid his fingers inside me again. “Do I make myself clear?”

“God yes,” I panted as his fingers teased me, my climax building.

The hand that was on my back grabbed my fro, gripping it at the root. “Do you want to come?”

“Yes,” I panted.

“Do you want me to keep playing with your pussy to make you come?”

“Yesssssssss.” I was getting wetter and wetter with each question.

“Tell me.”

“Please,” I begged.

He growled, seeming to read my body’s reaction to him. “Are you getting close?” he rasped sexily.

“Mm hmm,” I intoned affirmatively, my body starting to quiver as he changed strategies and added his thumb against my clit to bring me close to the edge.

“Good,” he growled before removing his fingers and helping me to my feet. “Stand up.”

“Baby!” I whimpered. My body was on fire. “You stopped before I could come!”

Lust, disappointment, and confusion whipped through me as he helped me to my feet. My legs were shaky. I was so horny and in need of a release.

He stood, forcing his shorts to the carpet. “What was that?”

I was going to repeat myself, but the way he looked at me temporarily rendered me speechless.

“Aria…” His eyes dropped to my lips as he licked his. “I asked you to tell me what you wanted, and you didn’t.”

His chest rose and fell faster as we watched each other.

My mouth opened and then closed. I wasn’t sure if he was testing me because he wanted to spank me again or if he really wanted me to tell him what I wanted. I needed to choose my response carefully because I needed to say whatever was going to get me to my release quickest.

“Tell me what you want,” he demanded.

My breathing was ragged but I held his gaze. “Make me come.”

He was the first to break our trance, slowly moving his body was flush with mine.

“Say it again.”

Before I could get the words out, he crashed his lips against mine, kissing me with enough passion to take my breath away.

Butterflies spread across my belly as his full lips overpowered my own, devouring me.

I wanted him bad.

I always wanted him.

But there was something about the way he kissed me in that moment that made me crave him.

I melted into him. My body buckling as I gave into every emotion I felt.

When he pulled away, he sat down on the bed and looked up at me. With his legs spread, his hard dick heavily hung between his thighs. He licked his lips and scanned my body with a heated gaze.

“You want to come?” he asked me.

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