Page 46 of The Forever Formula
Finally, I couldn’t wait any longer.
I kissed a path along one slender leg ... from her knee down to the curve of her inner thigh. She shifted and made a needy sound. I grinned and repeated the same slow kisses down the length of her other thigh. When I glanced up, she was propped on one elbow, watching me. I stroked my thumb along her center, and she whimpered.
Rachel was so soft and wet. Perfect.
I couldn’t wait any longer for a taste.
Burying my face, I inhaled her, tasted her, and then set to work moving my tongue steadily over her sensitive flesh. I started slowly, gradually building until I heard the little gasping sound that confirmed I’d found what she liked. The only thing that mattered was making her feel good. And based on the eager sounds she was making, I knew I’d found the mark.
My hands wandered up her belly to her breasts. They perfectly filled my hands.
“Oh—my—Noah—don’t—stop,” she mumbled between halting breaths.
It took everything I had not to smile, and to ignore the ache between my legs. But there would be time for that later, I hoped.
For now, I was driven purely by the need to show Rachel how good we could be together, to give her the pleasure she deserved.
Her hands snaked through my hair, and she clenched at the short strands, tugging harder than I expected. I figured she was close, and I wasn’t disappointed.
Not a second later, she let out a strangled moan, her once-smooth motions devolving into jerky spasms. I eased back and looked up to watch her unravel. To my shock, she was looking right at me. Her eyes blazed wildly.
“Noah.” She gasped, her tone pure surprise. Her chest heaved as she fought for breath.
I guided her to the pillow and lay beside her, kissing her throat.
She giggled. “That was ... I have no words.”
“Amazing?” I said helpfully with an innocent shrug as I tilted my gaze.
She laughed and leaned closer, so our bodies were perfectly aligned.
“Is there anything better than amazing?” she asked as she ran her toes up the side of my leg.
“Extraordinary?” I suggested.
Her hand rested on my knee, and my cock twitched with anticipation. I wasn’t going to press anything else on her tonight. I was happy to give and not receive in return. But I sure as hell wasn’t going to turn anything down.
“Extra-credi-mazing,” she said decidedly.
“That doesn’t sound real, but I’ll take it.”
“An unreal word for an unreal performance.”
She laughed and skimmed her finger along my belt buckle. My body practically jolted in response.
“You don’t have to return the favor,” I managed to say through a dry throat.
She moved lower in reply, landing back on my lap, straddling me. “I want to.” She practically hummed the words.
Anticipation shot through me.
We both leaned in to kiss. I did my best to keep cool when her fingers unbuttoned my jeans, and then she slipped her hand below the waist of my boxers. She gripped me and gave me a light squeeze, then broke our kiss.
“I forgot how big you are,” she whispered, then squeezed me in her palm again.
“Fuck, Rachel,” I rasped.
Her hand on me, talking about me like that ... it was all I could do not to pick her up right here and lay her down and bury myself inside her.
