Page 45 of Wicked Games We Play

“Your cock, Noah, I need your cock,” I whimpered, clawing at my own breasts to ease some of the throbbing between my legs.

A sly smirk played against his lips as he fisted his cock, pumping it a few times in his hand. Then, without warning, Noah slammed back into me. A scream tore past my lips, a mixture of pleasure and pain, and I lifted my hips to beg for more.

“Harder,” I stammered as I met his thrusts, each one taking my breath away slightly. “More, Noah, fuck meharder.”

He moved his other hand to the top of his headboard, allowing it to help steady him while he slammed into me continuously, drawing me closer to the edge that I was so eager to reach.

He was like a man possessed by lust, and seeing this side of him fueled my fire. My legs wrapped around his waist and I tilted my hips, digging my heels into his ass as I did.

Reaching between our bodies, he teased my clit with this thumb. The combination of the hard strokes of his cock and the soft touch of his fingers was lethal. My mind completely stopped functioning, my orgasm exploding through every nerve ending in my body. “Noah,” I screamed through my pleasure. “Yes, Noah.”

“Fuck yeah, Lily. God, you’re gorgeous when you come.”

My body went limp against the bed, but the glint in Noah’s eye told me we were nowhere near finished yet. Pulling out of me, he flipped me onto my stomach before reaching around my body and pulling me to my hands and knees.

He entered me hard and fast, and I cried out from the fullness.

“I know you’ve got another one for me, baby. I’m not done hearing you scream my name.

He reached around my hip and easily found my clit again, making me squirm and push back into him further. My hand moved to cover his, tugging it away from my body. “I’m so overstimulated, Noah. Give it a few minutes.”

Settling back onto his heels, he moved my body with his and settled me on his lap while still inside me. Tugging my earlobe into his mouth, he bit it teasingly and his hand moved back between my legs. “You’re going to give me back-to-back orgasms, Flower. I know you’ve got it in you.”

Doubt plagued my mind, and I shook my head. “I don’t think I can.”

Noah chuckled, using his middle finger to stimulate my clit. “You can. Your body speaks to me, Lily. Let me give it what it’s begging for.”

Pushing me forward once more, he moved inside me, fucking me with precision, already knowing what I needed to refuel the build up. His fingers against my clit were soft but commanding as he worked it in a circular motion that quickly had me climbing toward another release. My pussy clenched around him, and I moved my hips with his thrusts, shamelessly riding his cock while seeking pleasure from his hand.

Faster than the last, my orgasm detonated like a bomb, flowing through my body and leaving destruction in its wake. It officially ruined me for anyone else. No one would ever, could ever, compare. Ever.

“Fuck, the noises you make Lily, I want to record them and listen to them on repeat,” Noah murmured, rocking his hips into me while I tried to steady myself on shaky hands. It took every ounce of effort not to collapse on the pillows. “Can I come on you?” he asked.

I nodded my head, unable to form a sentence. He quickened his pace, ruthlessly pounding into me. Peeking over my shoulder, I watched him lustfully as he took charge of my body, using it to find his own pleasure. A new crash of desire settled low in my belly. He stopped watching our bodies and met my eyes as he pulled out of me, ripped the condom off, and finished with two pumps of his fist. His release painted across my lower back, and I bit my lip, watching him lightly stroke his cock as his chest heaved.

Finally, my upper body collapsed onto the pillow and I crossed my arms beneath my head to lay my cheek against my wrist. The bed dipped slightly as Noah moved to stand. He then trudged into the en suite bathroom and the sounds of water streaming from the faucet, followed by a drawer closing, filled the room.

Straightening my legs beneath me, my body slid straight out as I laid on my stomach on the bed and let my eyes fall shut.

The unexpected texture of a warm, wet, washcloth against my lower back briefly startled me. Realizing what he was doing brought a smile to my lips. “You don’t have to do that. I can just get in the shower. Want to join me?”

“I will always take care of you, Lils, but I will also never say no to having you wet and naked in my shower.”

My laugh turned into a yawn as the exhaustion crept in. “I like the sound of that.”

“C’mon, up you go. I still have one more thing on my list before I hit all three of my goals tonight,” Noah teased, tugging my arm lightly and rousing me into a seated position on his bed.

“Oh yeah? I didn’t realize you had a list of goals for tonight. What were they?”

“Goal number one was your first two orgasms.”

“Easily achieved. What was goal two?”

He smirked. Bending forward, he picked me up from his bed and threw me over his shoulder. Laughter bubbled, and I couldn’t stop myself from kicking my legs. “Hey! Put me down,” I giggled from upside down. The view certainly wasn’t bad.

“Goal number two was your third orgasm.” With one hand firmly across my thighs, he used the other to slap my butt cheek with his open palm before grasping it roughly. “Are you seeing a trend?”

“There’s no way I can have a fourth orgasm, Noah. You’re insane,” I squealed, hearing the shower turn on.

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