Page 105 of Keep Me Safe

I reach up to his waistband, needing to feel him, but I’mstopped by his hands on my wrists.

“Not yet. Not until I’m done with you,” he growls, and I feel it in my chest as he pins my arms above my head. I’m surrounded by him. My breathing is ragged, and all I want is to touch him.

His lips trail over my jaw as his other hand grazes up my thigh to the hem of my dress. I suck in a breath at the sensation, leaning into his touch.

I need him.

“Noah, please.”

He pulls away, his eyes filled with heat as they meet mine.

“My little princess is so impatient,” he chides as he hits the edge of my panties.

His eyes still don’t leave mine as he pushes them to the side, his fingers sliding over me, feeling how turned on I am.

“This all for me?” he asks, already knowing the answer.

I nod, needing more of his touch.

Suddenly, his arms wrap around my thighs, hoisting me into them. In moments, he’s dropping me on the end of the bed, peeling off his shirt. His familiar tattooed body sends a wave of warmth through me.

This is all mine.

He’s mine.

His hand moves to the back of my head, his fingers lacing into my hair as his lips crash into mine. I soak it in as I kiss him back. He wants me. He knows everything about me, and he still wants me.

His kisses quickly move lower, grabbing my lace panties and sliding them down my legs. His hands grip my hips, pulling me closer to the edge of the bed.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful like this, all spread out for me,” he groans.

Before I can say anything, his mouth covers my pussy, his tongue gliding over me. All I can do is moan, loving how he feels on me. I reach for him, tangling my fingers into his hair as he explores every inch of me with his tongue.

“You taste so fucking good, princess.”

My cheeks heat at his praise, pleasure already building deep in my core.

“Noah, you’re going to make me come,” I moan, teetering on the edge.

He groans into me, the vibration of it sending shockwaves through me. He keeps devouring me as he pushes two fingers into me, expertly navigating my body. It doesn’t take long for me to come apart for him.

“Good girl.”

His hands slide up under my dress.

“Off. Now.”

I don’t hesitate, sitting up and pulling it off. I’m completely bare for him now.

His hands go to his belt, unbuckling it and pulling it off with one hand. The sight is borderline pornographic. I sit up, crawling over the bed to him. His rough hands grip my jaw as he kisses me, slower this time—more intentional.

My fingers find his waistband, unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them down, exposing his hard length. I look up at him, our faces inches apart.

“Lay down,” he breathes over my lips.

I think about denying him, pushing his limits, but I need thistoo much.

He climbs up onto the bed after me, pushing my legs open as he towers over me. I reach for him, pulling his lips to mine.

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