Page 61 of Red Zone Realizations
“What if it wasn’t just a bruise? And I was there and Ihadn’t told you how I felt yet? What if you had to go to the hospital and I didn’t get to see you?”
“I would have brought you to me before they took me away. I would never leave you without you knowing.”
All of the emotion I’ve been stifling comes through and I kiss his mouth, my tears wetting both our cheeks.
“What do you need, Audrey?” he whispers.
“Your cock.” I’m panting. I cannot let this moment slip by. If I’m going to love a man who is at risk like this, I’m going to make every second count.
“Let me show you just how okay I am.”
“You smug asshole,” I tease, but I think:Oh, hell yes.
“Condoms?” he asks, as I take this time to leisurely peruse his body. Strong arms and broad shoulders, easily the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
“I have an IUD, and I haven’t been with anyone since I got tested after my last relationship. But can you pull out so we don’t take any chances?”
I gasp as he pulls me closer to the edge of the bed by my ankles. “Does that mean you want this cock raw?”
I’ve still got his jersey wrapped around my chest, but I manage to say, “Yes.”
I twitch when I feel the head of him slide along my slit. “You’re so fucking wet. Are you ready for me? Tell me with words that you’re ready to get fucked.”
My body shivers at his filthy words. “I need you.”
Noah needs no more encouragement. He pushes into me, not too slowly, but not too swiftly. “So fucking tight,” he groans.
He leans over the bed onto his forearms and I’m just along for the ride, willing to take whatever he has to give. “You gonna take it all for me?”
In my lust-filled haze, it takes me a second to realize that wasn’t rhetorical. “Yes,” I whimper.
He pounds into me in a smooth rhythm. I’m completely wrapped up in the heat of the moment, but I need more to finish.
“Do you want to watch me fuck you?”
“Please, I’m so full.” Noah reaches his hands behind my head and cradles me in his huge hands, titling my head until I see where his cock is easily sliding in and out of me. I’m so completely held and supported by his hands, his body moving over me, it’s easy to find that first thread of release.
I want to keep my eyes open and see Noah’s green ones watching me, but the pleasure rolling through me is too much.
“Fuck, Noah.” My breath is coming fast. “Right there. Don’t move.” I pluck at the other strings of pleasure wafting around my consciousness. The fullness of his cock are too much. Noah stills over me, letting my orgasm rip through me. It feels like relief and release at the same time. Like the tightness in my body from the rigidity of my life has finally dissipated. I can feel it behind my eyes as I come apart underneath him.
When Noah feels me slowing down, coming back to reality, he picks up his pace. I’m so sensitive. It’s like I can feel every little thing about him. His tip, his ridge, and even his thick veins. “Watching you come on my cock is going to send me over the edge.”
With one last thrust he pulls out and I watch as he paints my stomach with his cum. A smile breaks out across his face, and I find mine reflected in his.
He disappears into the connecting master bathroom and returns with a warm washcloth to clean me off.
“Shower?”
“Yes, please.” I realize that I didn’t intend to come over, or sleep over. I look down at my naked lower half and around the room at our clothes strewn across the floor. “I might need to borrow some clothes.”
He takes my hand and leads me into the bathroom. “No problem.”
It’s huge with one big shower head on the ceiling and smaller ones on the side walls behind a glass sliding door. The black tile gleams under the heated overhead lamps.
In the shower I soap up a washcloth and run the cologne-scented bubbles over Noah’s strong body, careful of his bruised ribs.I could really get used to this.
After we finish in the shower, I step away from my towel and into the sweatpants Noah brought me. They’re navy blue with a Hurricanes logo by the pocket and a drawstring. I have to roll them down three times to make them somewhat fit, but it’s better than nothing.
