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Chapter 11 - Noelle

He tastes like every missing piece of me snapping into place all at once—overwhelming, intoxicating,right. His low, throaty growl vibrates against my lips, slipping over my tongue like a promise, while his hands roam my body with purpose, rediscovering every inch of me like I’m something new. Something perfect.

Temptation. Desire. All wrapped inhistouch.

“Colin,” I moan against his lips.

“If you don’t say yes, I’m not taking a damn thing off you, Noelle,” he warns even as he drops me into bed.

Grinning I tug at my top and toss it to the side. Colin snarls at me, but keeps his hands clenched at his side. I reach back and undo my bra, keeping my arm over my breasts as I toss that to the side too. I reach down to my slacks and Colin finally moves. He catches my hand and pins it over my head.

Every sharp panting breath he takes, brushes his chest against my arm and makes me feel ridiculous for covering myself. He holds his lips just out of reach, no matter how I try to catch them.

“Verbal. Yes.” Each word presses against my lips without satisfying me with a kiss.

“Please, Colin,” I whisper. “I want you. Yes.”

His free hand tugs at my arm over my breasts. His lips move against mine. “Such a brat, stripping yourself when it’s my job.”

“A job doesn’t sound fun,” I whimper as he kisses across my throat, over my breasts, then takes my nipple between his lips.

I arch and try to hide my mewl as he uses his tongue and teeth on me. His free hand works down my belly, spreading wide to feel all of me before he undoes my pants and snaps my panties against my skin.

I shake my head. “So if it’s a job-”

“A job I choose,” he pants, his breath catching on my wet nipple. “A job I savor and enjoy.”

He releases my wrists, latches his mouth onto my other nipple, then drags my pants down my legs until I’m bare all the way to my knees. I pant and lift my hips, trying to kick my pants off, to get me naked for him.

“I’ve masturbated to you so many times,” I admit.

“That’s why your showers are so long,” he pants while continuing to kiss down my body. “I’ll make sure to let you go first and interrupt from now on.”

“You’re the one who jerks off in the shower. I saw,” I say, kissing his shoulder, tugging at his shirt until he takes it off so I can feel him. “It’s sexy, but I’m better.”

“So much fucking better,” he agrees, then spreads my legs wide and gets on his knees on the floor to eat me out. I gaspand lift myself up so I can watch him. His blue eyes darken as he flicks and rolls his tongue over my clit again and again. He moans. “No comparison to you, Noelle. That’s why you need to be right here. Tostayright here. Let me enjoy you thoroughly.”

I can’t speak, not when he’s fingering me and eating me out with such clear determination. I want to talk to him, I want to tell him everything, but all I can do is moan. Colin sucks my clit while teasing me with the tip of his tongue. His fingers curl and I buck against him.

“Oh god!”

“You’re going to come. You’re going tokeepcoming until I’m the only man you can think of, the only pleasure you can think of, and the rest of the world doesn’t exist,” he snarls.

He adds a third finger inside me and I burst. I squirm against him, trying to twist away, but he looks like he hasn’t finished with me.

“Let me taste you…” I ask, impatient of fulfill what has been my fantasy for the last several weeks.

Colin lightly pats my pussy, then I hear fabric shifting over my heavy breathing. A second later, he’s on his knees next to me, his thick, perfect cock in his hand. His other hand strokes through my hair, guiding me forward.

“Open up and show me exactly what you want, Noelle,” he orders.

“I ... I could bite you,” I whisper, the teasing impossible to resist.

He smirks. “You could.” He jerks my hair hard enough that I moan and open my mouth. He fills my mouth and groans as I suck him deep. “But you won’t. You want me too. I see it in every fight.”

I grip his ass in both hands, digging my nails in and force him further down my throat. I’ve never managed to deepthroat a cock as big as his, but I want to try. I choke and gag on him, wanting to take every inch, but he slows me down.

“I’m not coming down your throat. I told you that I was going to keep making you come. I’m not stopping now. Touch yourself.” His eyes flick to my pussy. “Show me what you do when you think of me.”

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