Page 44 of Finding Noah
“Okay.” An easy grin.
“We’re still not dating. But I was wondering if you’d be interested in learning how to receive a blow job?”
His pupils dilated. Just like that. “Uh, okay…”
“Your bedroom? Or the couch or here or—”
“I haven’t swept the floor.”
“I can—”
“Let’s not lose the momentum, shall we?” Still clinging to my hand, he tugged me up. “My room will be just fine.”
We scrambled upstairs, and he had his jeans undone in seconds. “On the bed?”
I eyed the pile of pooches who’d followed us.Should’ve crated them. “Yes, bed might be safest.” I pivoted to Stormy and pointed. “Bed.”
She went obediently and, as I predicted, River and Sable followed.
Turning back, I found Christian on the bed with a pillow under his head and a very erect cock curled prominently. He’d rucked up his T-shirt, leaving a massive expanse of bare skin, including two nipples, all just begging to be kissed. To be worshipped.
“You’re so beautiful.”
He rolled his eyes.
Don’t roll your eyes at me. Who told you that you weren’t attractive? Who made you feel less than?Even as I said the words in my mind, though, I knew.
His parents.
They might not have ever criticized his appearance in front of me, but they’d made other derogatory comments. Like I wasn’t even there and couldn’t hear. To my shame, I’d only spoken up once.
Mr. Carter had reminded me that my mother worked for him.
I’d learned my lesson—and had always kept my mouth shut after that.
Well, I’ll just have to keep telling him how attractive he is until he believes me. I almost pointed out that Malcolm had found him attractive, but that was just a little too weird.
I knelt on the bed and crawled over to him.
He held my gaze.
I lowered my mouth to his nipple and sucked it into my mouth.
He sucked in a breath.
Taking that as a good sign, I nibbled, laved, and nipped the bud.
He raked his nails through my short hair in the way I loved. Funny how he knew that about me.
Slowly, I kissed a trail over to his other nipple—giving it just as much attention.
That elicited another moan.
Satisfied I was making progress—and amazed he’d never had this done to him before—I kissed my way down his sternum to his belly button. He only had a smattering of hair, and I liked how it tickled my skin.
I swirled my tongue in his navel and then moved lower. When I reached his cock, I straddled his hips. This way, I could watch his reaction as I took him in my mouth.
First, though, I licked the drop of precum on his tip.
