Page 81 of Resisting Temptation

The rest of the night is spent sharing rounds of drinks, playing pool, and catching up. It feels just like it used to be, except now I have my girl at my side. Parker is coming to terms with us as a couple, and I think for the rest of them, they’re just happy we’re not fighting anymore.

I wrap an arm around Paisley, ready to steal her away from her friends. I lower my lips to her earlobe. “You’re driving me crazy tonight. If we don’t leave soon, you’re not going to make it home before I find a dark corner alone to do unspeakable things to you.”

She giggles, clearly a little tipsy from all the cocktails. Spinning in my arms, her hands go to the back of my neck, and she grins up at me. “Take me home.”

Detective McAllister approaches our table. We have all seen a lot of him over the last few days, but by hisexpression, I can already tell I’m not going to like what he has to say tonight.

“Pasiley. Parker. Would either of you know the whereabouts of your father?”

“I haven’t seen him for weeks,” Paisley says, looking at me. “Not since he was arrested.”

Parker shakes his head. “No idea.”

“His office is packed up, every item in it gone. The house is the same. He must have worked out we were about to arrest him with the evidence that’s been brought to light and has taken off.”

I glance at Parker. His expression is cold. He needed this win, to know his father was being locked away for his crimes alongside his buddies.

“Is there any place you two can think that he might have gone?” Kane asks.

The two of them look each other over. “I haven’t spoken to him in years,” Parker says with so much disgust in his voice.

“Neither of us really knew him all that well,” Paisley adds sadly.

“Keep me posted if you hear anything from him,” he says with a nod before moving toward the bar.

I see Paisley’s exhaustion in her wide yawn—this week was hard on her, but I've got some serious fun planned for her when I finally get her alone.

“Come on, I think it’s time I took you home.” I snake my arm around her shoulder. She snuggles into me, her soft hair brushing my cheek, and together we wave goodbye to our friends, their laughter echoing behind us as we leave the chaos of the club behind us.

Five minutes later, the two of us crash through my front door, hands going everywhere, shoes andclothing flying off before we have a chance to close the door and lips locked. I can’t get enough of her, and right now, I need to show her just how much she means to me. Tugging her dress over her head, I toss it across the room. Her body is perfection; perky tits, creamy flawless skin, pink lips already bee-stung from me mauling her the whole walk home, and eyes sparkling with desire. Picking her up at the waist, I place her in the center of the dining room table, spreading her legs wide as I tear her silky panties in two so I can get to her sweet pussy. Licking right down her slit, it’s slick with arousal, her wetness coating my tongue. She tastes like heaven, and my eyes close as I lap her up.

“Fuck, Noah.” Her hands run into my hair, her long nails scratching at my scalp as her hips buck off the table. “Yes.” A hiss leaves her lips.

I grab a handful of her ass cheeks, pulling her closer onto my face, nipping at her clit, needing to taste more of her, smell her delicious scent all around me.

Greedily I plunge two fingers inside of her, stretching her, and she cries out, her body shuddering, her pussy pulsing around my fingers. I continue to help her ride the wave of her first orgasm of the night, pumping my fingers in and out of her, until she’s a shivering mess.

“Noah, I need you to fuck me,” she cries, her voice a desperate plea.

I pull back, but only for a moment before she sits on the edge of the table, and our lips meet again, a soft sigh escaping her mouth. “Turn around, baby,” I tell her, my fingers tracing over her cheek and down to her full breasts.

She grins back at me as she slips off the edge of the table, bending over and pushing her ass back intomy crotch. I step out of my pants and briefs, my cock rubbing up against her dripping wet pussy, throbbing with crazy need for her. I run my hands over her milky skin, removing her bra before tugging at her hardened nipples. Her body is alight with desperation for me. “Is this what you want, baby?” Spreading her perfect ass cheeks for me, my eyes run over her dripping wet pussy, before I line myself up and push inside her.

“Yes, Noah,” she cries, watching me over her shoulder. She’s so perfect and all mine.

With each deliberate, deep thrust, I draw out the pleasure, moving slowly to tease her.

"Bring your legs in closer, baby," I murmur to her.

Wrapping my hands around her front, I hold her close against my body. As I continue to move in and out of her, I plant kisses along her shoulder, savoring her tightness.

Gasping for breath, she moans,pleaseandmore, barely audible. As I continue to move inside of her, I find her clit and tease it with my fingers, knowing how close she is again. “Come on, baby, come for me again, tip me over the edge with you.” I sink my teeth into her shoulder, and right on cue, her body convulses, and she screams my name into the room as I pump inside her with more force, riding through my own release.

Spent, she collapses onto the tabletop, slumping with exhaustion. I gently scoop her into my arms, her small body soft against mine, and carefully carry her upstairs to my room. “Hope you don’t have any plans for tomorrow, because I don’t plan on letting you out of my bed any time before Monday.”

I throw her down onto the soft comforter, a wicked smile painting her lips. “Sounds perfect to me, Coach Harrington.”

I climb over her. “You really do like the sound of that, don’t you?”

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