Page 70 of Red Zone Realizations
That was not the reaction I was expecting, but certainly is the reaction I live for.
Chapter Thirty-Eight
AUDREY
I swipe my tongue across Noah’s lips, my tongue plundering his mouth. I can’t remember the last time I was in control like this, but I’m absolutely burning from the inside out. Our tongues tangle and retreat in a hypnotic rhythm.
I pull back just enough to break the kiss. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my entire fucking life.” I throw my arms around his neck and go back to kissing him with fervor.
He pulls me back by a fistful of my hair. “You liked that?” He shakes his head. “That was completely unacceptable. They could have thrown us out!”
I take him by the hand and start dragging him toward the ladies’ room.More stalls. Cleaner than the men’s.
I talk to him over my shoulder as I move. “No one has ever stood up for me like that.”
I pull open the door and feel it rattle on its hinges. The two girls standing at the sinks checking their makeup must see the feral look in my eyes because they make a hasty exit.
When we’re finally alone, I whip around on him. “When Ileft Hunter, people pitied me, but I’m glad it fell apart. I tried to do the same thing to you by not being forward, but I’m never doing that again. It’s worth having the hard conversations with the people you care about.” I put my hands on his chest. “But you stuck up for me, no questions asked, and I’ve never been so seen or so turned on in my life.”
I make a beeline for the lock on the bathroom door and flip it. I love how he follows. He’s so much bigger than me, but there’s no resistance. It’s like tonight there’s only my strength.
I push him up against the door and try not to think about what might be on it. My hands immediately start to work on his belt with the giant buckle. “Whoa.” He grabs my wrist. “What are you doing?”
I look him right in the eye. “You.” I return to his belt. “Right here, right now.” I get the belt undone. “Where did you even get this monstrosity?”
“Wyatt got us all one for Christmas. They’re custom.” I’ve got my hands on the button of his jeans. His hands cover mine, stopping my undressing. “Give me a chance to catch up! Two seconds ago I was ready to start a bar fight. I thought you were going to burst into tears, and now you’re all over me?” I move up his chest to his neck and lick from his collarbone to his ear in one smooth motion. His eyes are molten when he looks down at me. “That’ll do it.”
He slips out of my arms to the side and pins me face first to the door. I turn my head to the side to breathe.
Noah slides his hands up the back of my legs from the top of my boots to the fringe of my dress. He presses his body against me as he moves his hands to the front and runs his pointer finger over my pussy lips. “If I pull these panties aside, would you be soaked for me?”
I’m still feeling fiery, so I grit back, “Why don’t you findout?” He bites my ear while simultaneously tearing my panties to the side. The lace never stood a chance. With one swift movement, he has two fingers in me. The other hand comes up to my neckline and dips under the dress into the cups of my bra to play with my nipples.
“I need it,” I pant.
“You need what?” Noah says. “Say it.”
I gulp. “Your cock. I need your cock. Fuck me right now.” I hear his egregious belt buckle clank as his jeans slide down his hips along with his black boxers. He pulls my thong down around my boots and flips my dress up over my ass. I feel the breeze of the strong AC, but I honestly need the icy touch. I’m burning up inside. The dancing, the rage in Noah’s eyes when he almost hit Hunter, and now having sex in a public place where anyone could walk in… well, the door is locked but anyone could hear us.
At the last second, he turns us to his right to face the mirror over the sink, and with one quick thrust, Noah’s in as far as he can go. He pushes me down with one hand between my shoulder blades. I put my hands out to support myself on the sink and he wastes no time starting to move. He fills that empty spot in me. I couldn’t wait to have him. To show him I love him with my body. Even though what we’re doing right now is not lovemaking; it’s fucking. In the filthy bathroom of a bar. I haven’t thought about Hunter in so long, I didn’t make the connection that this is the bar he manages. Plus, Colin and Chrissy organized the whole thing, and I didn’t want to be the contrary one. I knew that with Noah by my side I could handle it if I did have to see Hunter.
The new sensations overwhelm all my heightened emotions, and I’m so close. I just need—“More,” I beg, and he wastes no time. He reaches around my waist, one handholding my hip, my toes barely touching the floor, and he fits me to his perfect angle. He’s so deep I can feel him in my stomach, and it’s the perfect spot to intensify the circling of my clit. Stroking me higher and higher.
“That’s it, baby,” he croons. “Come for me.”
The wave that starts in the pit of my stomach races up through my body until it hits just right, and I shatter on him. I gasp and moan, trying to keep myself from getting too close to the sink in front of me, but unable to hold myself upright on my own.
I’m still riding my high when he demands, “Look at me.” I bring my eyes to the rectangular mirror in front of me and meet his electric gaze. That’s all it takes to push him over the edge with me. He pulls out, and I feel the warmth of his release over my thighs.
I stay still as he tucks his cock away and turns to grab some paper towels from the dispenser. He cleans me and it feels far more intimate than what we were just doing. He throws the dirty paper towels in the trash, and in a second, he’s back, his warmth enveloping me. He rests his chin on my shoulder, soaking in the moment. The two of us are locked in here while the world turns outside. “Feel better?” I nod because I do. A smile plays on his lips. “Damn, babe, that was fucking incredible. I should almost start a fight more often.” He’s obviously very self-satisfied.
“Maybe let’s not.”
He slaps my ass, kisses my mouth harshly and swiftly, then steps by me to unlock the door. “Let’s get the fuck out of here.”
When we get back to his place, he makes me come a few more times without the threat of a fight just to test that it’s possible.
And it most certainly is.
