Page 21 of Light Me Up

“I do.” His hands clenched as he fought for control.“I really do.”

“Good.”

Tension gripped the thick muscles in his rock-hard ass as she licked the gleaming drops off his broad cockhead. His heartbeat throbbed against her tongue. It excited her when the tendons in his neck stood out, the way his eyes glowed withfeverish heat.

She could drive him crazy. Two couldplay that game.

She swayed before him, pulling him deeper with every stroke. Charged with power. A divine goddess bestowing her favors. That was the way hemade her feel.

More. Bigger. Brighter. It was irresistible.

And he could see it all. Every emotion, painted out in full color and hanging in a cloud around her body. It made him crazy with lust. Playing with his thick, hot cock made her breathless with excitement, and he could see that, too. She squirmed, squeezing her thighs together. Letting the robe slip off onto the floor around her, utterly forgotten.

He tugged her head back until their eyes met. “I want to come insideyou,” he said.

She smiled up at him. “Not yet,” she murmured sweetly.

“The fuck,” he moaned as she sucked him into her mouth again.

She dug her nails into his steely ass and gave herself up to it. The hunger, the need, the ebb and flow of sexual power. Waves of overwhelming emotion, sensation. The game was to drive the other to madness. The prize was explosive release. And they could play it forever.

Almost there. She felt him start to shake, the pulse against her tongue, his metallic taste, the grip of his powerful hands. Closer…and closer…

She stopped, and rose to her feet. Bare-ass naked, standing on the silken folds of the fallen robe. She gave his broad chest an imperious push. “Sit.”

Noah had that lit-coal golden glow in his eyes, his face flushed with heat. “Huh?”

“In the chair, Noah. Sit down.”

Noah sank down, eyes fixed on her in wary fascination. She approached him. Swung her leg over his, straddling him. Her hair swayed, the locks brushing his chest, his face. She danced over him, cupping her breasts, sliding her hands down between her legs. Undulating over him as she pleasured herself, teasing her clit with her head flung back. “You make me feel so good,”she whispered.

“Let me make you feel better.”

She smiled at him. “In my own good time,” she whispered. “Just wait. You’ll live.”

He reached up to stroke her slick, soft pussy folds. “Not without this, babe. Don’t be cruel.”

“Stop your bitching. Hold up your cock for me.”

He did, quickly. Caro sighed in delight as she lowered herself, nudging his thick cockhead inside. Just far enough to envelop the tip.

“Go for it,” he gasped out. “Just do it.Please, Caro.”

She sank down. Taking him slowly in, with a long sensual sigh that turned into a moan at the slow, marvelous intrusion, stroking andcaressing her.

She could barely move once he was inside her, but at that point, he grasped her hips and took over, lifting her with ease and rocking her rhythmicallyon top of him.

She gripped his shoulders and rode him, head flung back. Lit up like neon. Every slick, caressing stroke was a jolt of nearly unbearable pleasure. His fingers bit into her hips as she writhed on top of him, arching back with a choked cry. Noah let out a hoarse shout, hands gripping her waist as his own pleasure jolted heavily through him.

When she drifted softly back, she was safely clasped in Noah’s strong arms, head draped on his shoulder, clutching his broad back. She lifted her head, eyes heavy-lidded.

“Wow,”she whispered.

He nuzzled her hair, and didn’t answer. He wouldn’tmeet her gaze.

There it was again. That tension that sometimes came over him after sex. She wished she could just chase it away. But fear didn’twork that way.

It was never so simple.

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