Page 93 of One Last Time
“I want to come inside you,” he tells me. “Don’t make me comeyet.”
“So, you don’t want me to do this?” I ask as I take him back into my mouth, going as deep as I can before releasing him. “What about when I do this?” I lick the underside of his cock and then hisballs.
“Kristin.” He groans and then pulls meoff.
I look at him with a satisfiedgrin.
He struggles for breath and then crushes his lips to mine. Our tongues duel, knowing that he enjoys me pushing him just as much as he likes to be in charge. Each time we’re together, it’s different. Noah allows me to be myself without any apologies. If I want something in bed, I have to ask, and he is damn sure to let me know how hefeels.
I don’t have to wonder if he likes something, and he doesn’t hold back. Noah constantly lets me know how I make him feel both physically andemotionally.
Right now, his mouth is telling me everything I need to know. He’s feeling feisty anddomineering.
Our lips break apart, and I’m ready for him. I need him inside me. I move down so I can ride him foronce.
“Don’t move.” He grips my hips, stopping himself from entering where I need himmost.
Oh, this is going to be good. I like bossy-in-the-bedroom Noah. He gives me control sometimes, but I’m more than happy to hand it over tohim.
My pulse is racing as he moves his hands from the backs of my thighs to the front. Slowly, his finger feathers against my pussy, but he doesn’t touch enough to give me anyrelease.
“Noah,” I beg. “Touchme.”
“I am touching you.” I hear the smile in his voice. “You played your game; now I’m going to drive you fuckingcrazy.”
I moan as his other hand moves to my back, pushing me onto my knees. He’s going the wrong way. I want him to fuck me, not move me farther from his dick. Right when my lips part to tell him, he starts to rub circles against myclit.
Damn it. I can’t think of anything but the immense pleasure that’s coursing through mylimbs.
“So good,” Ipant.
“You’re going to have to keep it down,” Noah warns as he pushes my knees farther apart and starts to slide toward the bottom of the bed. “When you come this time, noscreaming.”
I’ve never had a problem keeping quiet before, but with him, I can’t control myself. It’s like a switch inside me has been flipped, and the more we make love, the more vocal I become. Noah makes it his mission to ensure this continues aswell.
I’m. A. Lucky.Bitch.
My fingers slip in his hair, and I hold on. “I’ll be quiet, don’t youworry.”
Noah’s eyes spark with a challenge. “We’ll see about that. Get up here and let’s find out if you can handleit.”
I’m not sure what he means. Up where? I start to slither to where he is, but he stopsme.
“No, sweetheart. I want you to sit on myface.”
I was about two seconds away from an orgasm before, but now I’m going to lose it. How in the hell is this my life? The sexiest man I’ve ever seen is in my bed, telling me to sit on his face...someone needs to slap meawake.
He grips my hips and positions me exactly where he wantsme.
The first time his tongue brushes my clit, I fall forward, holding the headboard for support. Then he repeats it again and again until I’m biting my tongue so hard I’m seeing stars. Or maybe that’s the fact that each time I get close to release, he stops. He’s playing cat and mouse with myorgasm.
“Noah,” I moan. “Don’t stop. Fuck. Don’tstop.”
My nails dig into the wood as he continues to drive me crazy. His hand slides up my stomach, and he rolls my nipple. My muscles tighten before I shatter to pieces. Somehow, I’m able to keep myself from screaming, but there are some nice nail marks in the wooden headboardnow.
Noah flips me onto my back, pushes my knees wider, and enters me. My eyes close as I’m filled to thebrink.
“Look atme.”
