Page 43 of Seven Night Stopover

“God!”

Moving her hips, she tried to connect with him, desperate for the friction; hell, anything to ease the pressure building inside her. She almost cried in relief when he grabbed her panties and pulled them off.

But when she parted her thighs again, to eagerly accommodate him, he pressed her legs together.

“No!”

“Not yet, sweetheart. The way you’re feeling right now, if I use my mouth on you, you’ll come.”

She slammed her head against the pillow in frustration. “Isn’t that the whole point?”

His mocking laugh made her teeth grind. “Just a little longer, baby.”

“You really need to look up the definitions for fast and hard. What you’re doing right now is most definitelynotit.”

Strong hands kept her legs together as he raised them high. Her heart hammered and a tinge of embarrassment bled intoher at the knowledge that with her exposed this way, he couldn’t miss how wet or hot she was.

“Beautiful. So fucking beautiful.”

The breath she hadn’t noticed was locked in her lungs burst free. He blew a cool breath over her and she jerked. A finger slid up her entire pussy, light, barely grazing her heated flesh but she felt it in every atom of her being. He repeated the action, grazed past her clit. It wasn’t enough to send her over the edge but it was enough to make stars burst behind her closed lids.

“I can’t wait to fuck you, Leia.”

“But you are! You’re taking forever. I won the race so you owe me fast and hard. I’m going out of my mind. Please, Noah. Fuck me.”

He didn’t respond. Just continued to slide his finger up and down, dragging her shameful stickiness all over her pussy while crooning beautiful words to her in that deep, low voice that added another pleasure dimension to her already-heightened state.

He finally let her legs fall apart and reared between them. Keeping his eyes on her, he tasted the finger slick with her wetness then slowly inserted one finger inside her. “I like hearing you beg, but I won’t be hurried. You think you don’t, but you need time. You need care. I don’t want this to be a quick blitz across your memory. You’re special. Your body needs to remember how special it is.” He slowly withdrew his finger and pushed it back in. Her internal muscles closed greedily around him. He groaned and his Adam’s apple moved in a hard swallow. “Will you give it a little more time? Is it worth it to you?”

“God… yes.”

“Good girl.”

He pulled out and pushed back in, this time with another finger. A shudder raced down her body. She rocked her hips, felt him stretch her, and cried out.

“Dammit!”

She raised a heavy head and stared at him. The rigid look on his face made her heart stutter with apprehension. “What? Did I do something wrong?”

“You want me to fuck the shit out of you. But you’re so fucking tight I seriously doubt I can get my cock more than a couple of inches inside of you.”

She whimpered. “Don’t stop. Please. It’ll be fine.”

He relaxed a fraction, and a half smile twitched his mouth. “You sound so certain. Have you been experimenting, sweetheart? Stretching this sweet little cunt with your naughty toys to see how much you can take? Or did you touch yourself? When the hunger got too much, did you finger-fuck that tight paradise, desperate for relief?”

She shuddered at the dark pleasure in his tone. “Yes. I needed… something.”

“Did it help?” He pushed his fingers in, and her focus hazed.

A blush burned her face, and she bit her lip and shook her head. “It wasn’t enough. I needed more.”

“I want so very badly for you to show me, but for the sake of both our sanities, I think we’ll leave that for another time.”

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Using the broad width of his tongue, he licked her from puckered hole to clit, careful not to flick against her throbbing nub. It was more than enough to drive her precariously close to the edge.

Sensing how close she was, he pumped his fingers fast, once, twice, then withdrew.

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