Page 78 of Defend Me

“Yes,” I whimper as his tongue makes a long, slow trail along my clit.

“Good,” he murmurs, and I can’t stop the faint wail that escapes me as he teases my entrance with his tongue. “Do you like that?”

“Yes,” I gasp, sparks flaring in my vision.

“Good girl.” I feel him smile against me, then he starts to pleasure me in more long slow licks, taking his time, bringing me to the brink then pulling me back while one hand almost lazily teases at my left nipple. I’m in an agony of bliss, writhing beneath him. The sensations ripple across my skin like sunlight on water, glancing and sparkling.

“That’s it,” he whispers, as he slides one finger inside me and I have to bite back a scream.

“Please,” I wail, the throbbing insistent need for release reaching an unbearable peak.

“Please what?” His mouth sucks at me in one long pull.

“Please make me come,” I groan. “Please, oh please…”

Noah seems to realize I’m losing it. He slips one hand to cup my ass, his grip achingly firm, and he increases his pitch, feasting on my sex as he drives two fingers inside me. I cry out, words abandoning me as he hits that sweetest of spots, making my vision blur at the edges and my body quiver.

“Noah!” I cry as I crest into orgasm, the pleasure ricocheting inside me as my body moves in time with his mouth. I am suspended, breaking apart like fragments of a dying star. I feel myself fall, weightless, in a thousand shimmering pieces, my mind stretched beyond its limits, rocketed into the far reaches of the universe.

Slowly, I return to earth. I’m panting, sweating, shaky. Noah has rested his head against my inner thigh, gazing up at me with a smile on his lips. My sex is swollen and tender yet still, I ache for more. He skims his palm over my breast and across my stomach. Need tightens inside me. I twine my fingers in his hair, coaxing him closer, bringing his mouth to mine.

I reach down to run my hand over the length of his cock, the soft fabric of his joggers creating a delicious friction that makes his eyes roll back in his head. It’s my turn to makehimmoan.

“I want you,” I whisper.

He pulls back, his dark eyes drinking me in, sending another burst of shivers over my skin. He runs a thumb over my lower lip.

“I’m yours,” he whispers back.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

NOAH

Von glows in the muted light of the apartment, like some ancient goddess stepped out of the pages of myth.

Her hair tumbles around her shoulders and spills over her breasts—it’s more beautiful than I could have ever imagined, dark and lush and threaded with strands of crimson. I feel like the part of her she’s spent so much time trying to tame has finally been set free. Her chest is heaving, her skin flushed a dewy pink from her orgasm. She was sweeter than the ripest peach, and the sensation of her coming against my tongue made me so hard, I thought I would burst. I drink in the planes of her face, her high cheekbones, her cinnamon eyes heavy with desire. Somewhere in the back of my brain, I know there are logical reasons why we shouldn’t be doing this. But there are stronger, more powerful forces at work on this early-autumn night.

I’ll give Von whatever she wants. If she asked for the moon, I’d find a way to pull it down for her. She tugs at my waistband and my cock is so hard it hurts as I slip off my pants.

My world has shrunk to this moment, to this beautiful woman splayed out beneath me, alabaster skin and auburn hair, pale pink nipples and creamy round breasts. Earlier today at her office was a blip, a fragment, the tip of what I’m realizing is an enormous glacier of pleasure. Now that I’ve kissed her, touched her, caressed her, I feel changed. I can’t get enough of her skin, her hair, her scent, her mouth…

I stand before Von as she grips my shaft, stroking me in long, sure movements.

“Now I’m going to be a very bad girl,” she says.

My breath catches in my throat, caught off guard by her taunt. My cock swells in her hands, her delicate fingers caressing my ridge. It’s so fucking sexy.

She flicks her tongue out along the length of my shaft, causing a thousand goosebumps to erupt over my skin. When she sinks her mouth over me, I can’t stop the cry that escapes my lips. She sucks me long and slow, taking her time, torturing me with her tongue. Every movement, every pull and suck, brings me closer to the edge. Sparks flare in my vision and I sink my hands into her hair again, reveling in the warm softness of her mouth. She takes me so deep I gasp, my ass clenching.

Von pulls away and looks up at me, that wicked grin back.

“Get inside me,” she demands.

Reality peeks its head into the moment and I hesitate. “I don’t have…I mean I didn’t think to bring any…”

Why would I have brought condoms with me? How could I ever have imagined I’d end up in this situation?

“I’m tested regularly,” Von says quickly. “And I’m on the pill.”

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