Page 45 of Fractured Trust

He slid another finger inside her and pumped them both in and out, his thumb keeping up a steady rhythm against her clit, his other hand pinching and tugging on her nipple. Summer inhaled sharply as she came with a shudder, her hips rocking, channel clenching hard around his fingers.

“Noah…” she sighed dreamily, and such a surge of possessiveness stormed through him at that breathy little sound; he almost threw her down on the hot sand and sank his dick into her right then. But while that sounded good in theory, he really didn’t want her to end up abraded.

The water would be nice and cool though. He could definitely fuck her in the water.

But before he could sweep her up into his arms and carry her down there, she turned, rose on her tiptoes, and pressed her lips to his. He groaned as her tongue slipped into his mouth, her fingers curling in the hair at the nape of his neck. He ran his hands down her back and over the curve of her ass, kneading the firm globes and pulling her hips to his, so she could grind against his hard cock.

“Summer,” he rasped.

She licked one last time at his lips, then dropped to her knees in the sand.

“What are you doing, Sunshine?” he asked, his voice a low growl, as he ran his hands through the long silk of her hair, warm from the sun beating down on them.

The sparkle in her eyes took his breath away. “Don’t tell me it’s been so long since you’ve been with a woman you’ve forgotten what it means when she’s on her knees in front of you.”

The sight of Summer looking up at him with that expression on her face was such a damn turn on that his erection throbbed and strained against the inside his shorts. It also sent a swell of hope flooding through him. If she could joke about other women, maybe she was starting to come to terms with his history.

Summer hooked her fingers into his shorts and tugged them down. He was so hard that when the material cleared his erection, it bounced up and hit his lower abs.

“Hmm,” Summer tapped her bottom lip as she regarded his aching dick. “That looks a little painful, Noah.” She peeked up at him through her long lashes, her lips curving up at the corners, and fuck, he thought he might have just gotten a little harder at the sexy, fake-innocent expression on her face. “Maybe I can help you out with that.”

He cupped her jaw, angling her head so she fully met his gaze, his mouth hooking up at the playfulness he remembered from when they were younger. “You’re the only one that can, Sunshine. Now open those pretty lips and make it all better.”

She smirked at his words, but obediently opened her lips and took him in, enclosing him in the wet warmth of her mouth.

Noah cursed under his breath as her tongue stroked the underside of his cock before she pulled back and swirled it around the head. She gripped him with one hand at the base, brushing her lips over the tip, tongue darting out to lap at him, before taking him in her mouth again. His skin prickled, and he let out a deep, ragged breath as she took him to the back of her throat, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked, a soft moan vibrating around him. He grew impossibly harder as she worked him with her mouth and her hand, teasing him with a scrape of her teeth followed by the soothing stroke of her tongue.

Fuck.She was killing him. Unable to stop himself, he gathered her hair in one fist, holding her in place as his hips began to move in shallow pumps. The sun was hot on his back, heating his skin from the outside while the slick movement of her mouth over him was heating him from the inside until his whole body burned like it was on fire.

“Your mouth feels too good, Sunshine. I’m not going to last,” he said, the words coming out rough.

She looked up, her lips wrapped tight around him, big green eyes half-lidded and glazed, as if she were as turned on as he was.

And that was him done. All of Noah’s muscles tensed, and he barely had time to growl a warning that he was coming before letting out a long, guttural groan as his orgasm detonated, shock waves of ecstasy slamming through him. Summer had made no move to pull away, so he used his hand in her hair to tip her head back just enough to let him slide in a little farther as he shot his release into her mouth, swearing through gritted teeth as her tongue continued stroking him while he rode it out.

Once the aftershocks had started to ease, Summer pulled off him and swallowed, licking her lips delicately before giving him a coy smile. Her cheeks were flushed, eyes shining, and he would have fallen to his knees right then and there and promised her the world if he didn’t think it would send her running.

He did drop to his knees, though. But instead of asking her to be his forever, he simply crushed his lips to hers, claiming her with his mouth, even if it was too soon to claim her any other way.

When they both finally pulled away, Noah rested his forehead against hers until their breathing steadied.

“Noah?” she finally asked.

“Yes.”

“I still really want to learn to surf.”

He laughed. “Let’s get you in the water then.”

And later, as he watched her lying prone on the board, a little frown of concentration on her face as she paddled toward a small wave, a surge of confidence boiled through him. This plan was going to work.

It had to.

Chapter 21

Eden was hovering over Summer’s shoulder, making it hard to concentrate. As irritating as it was, Summer couldn’t fight the smile twitching the corners of her mouth. After a few more seconds of shuffling sounds, Summer paused in her typing and turned to her friend.

“I’m sorry, did you want something?”

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