“If I was there my face would be buried in that sweet pussy.My tongue would be torturing that swollen little clit of yours.I’d be eating you while my fingers slid in and out, fucking you hard.You’d like that wouldn’t you, Rory?You’re so hungry for what I can give you, I bet you’d grind down on my face and take everything I could give you and demand more.”
“I would,” I gasp.“God, Noah, I’m so close…”
“Come for me, Rory.I need to hear you come,” Noah urges.
“I’m close,” I tell him again, and I am.I can feel it barreling through me, and it’s ripping through me harder than any orgasm I’ve ever had.I didn’t know I could even come like this, but with Noah’s voice in my ear, who needs a vibrator.
“Damn it, Rory.Work that pussy for me and make it come.Give it to me.I need to hear you come and when you do, you better say my name,” he orders and his voice sounds harsh and thick with hunger—the same hunger inside of me.
“Noah,” I whimper, wishing he was here with me…needing him to be here with me.
“Rory, now, give it to me now,” he orders and I can’t take it anymore.My fingers move faster and faster, my pussy clenching trying to grab hold of my hand, my legs tightening so I can ride out the wave that’s about to crash over me.
“Noah.”
“Now,” he orders and just like that, I give in, my orgasm thunders through me.
I lose touch with what’s around me, as the pleasure overtakes me.I know I’m moaning Noah’s name, though I can’t be sure how loud or if he even hears me.I just know that he asked me to say his name when I came and I don’t want to disappoint him—not now.
Eventually I come down, my heart hammering in my chest and my breath ragged.I lick my lips, feeling exhausted, but still hungry.
My body knows that even with my orgasm—which is better than I’ve ever had, as sad as that fact is—there’s more out there.
My body is already craving Noah.
“You okay, Gorgeous?”Noah gently whispers.
“Oh yeah… I’m good,” I say, smiling into the phone.
“Good.I’m going to let you go,” he whispers, and I bite my lip to keep from begging him not to.
“What about… I mean… your turn?”I ask, stumbling over the words, my shyness coming back now that the heat of the moment is gone.
“I’ll get mine tomorrow.Do you work?”
“Uh… it’s my day off…”
“Good, then I’ll bring breakfast.You just be ready,” he growls and the way he growls is hot and my body has gone from somewhat satisfied to needing more…now.At the same time, I’m nervous.What we just shared over the phone is one thing…
Am I ready for more… even if my body definitely is?
“Goodnight, Noah,” I whisper, keeping my doubts to myself.
“Goodnight, Gorgeous.Get some sleep.”
“O…kay…” I answer, but he hangs up before I get the entire word out.I’m left holding my cellphone and wondering if I’m emotionally ready for tomorrow.
Chapter18
Diesel
I feellike my body is a live wire.I’m seriously fucking on edge.Last night hearing Rory get off was good—seriously good.I promised I’d be there this morning with breakfast.I’m here… I have breakfast…
But I’m sitting in my driveway, still in my truck, staring at Rory’s door, not wanting to make a move.
A fucking chump without balls—that’s what I’ve turned into.
I stare at the white bag full of pastries from Doughnut World.I snag it and the coffees and head to Rory’s door.I knock, still not knowing what I’m doing—still don’t have a clue of what I’m going to do.She opens the door, I see the same uncertainty in her eyes.