So … freaking … smooth.Everything about him was enticing.
“Wear something nice,” he added.
“Um … you’re going to have to be a little more specific.”
“Short, tight, and black. How’s that for detail?”
Whoa, hello!Was this even Noah at the moment? I didn’t know who it was, but I loved this sexy, dominant side of him—mega turn-on.
“Are you feeling all right?” I stared at him with suspicion.
“Less talking, more undressing.”
Somethingmusthave snapped in his head. He’d done a total 180.
Normally, I was the one who attempted to bring out the naughty.
“But—”
My body suddenly jolted forward as I lost balance.
Let’s rewind a moment in slow motion, shall we? Keep going … keep going … now pause. Freeze frame, play. The following occurred all under five seconds:
1. Noah unbuttoned my shorts so aggressively that the fly came undone.
2. He clutched my open waistline and pulled me forward so that my crotch was pressed right against his.
3. I was sandwiched between his body and an invisible wall.
4. I managed to steady myself and hold on to his shoulders for support.
5. My breasts were pressed right against his hard pectorals.
See? Under five seconds. My breathing was so shallow that I couldn’t focus on anything but the intense physical attraction between us.
“I said,” he lowered his voice, “stop talking.”
“Technically, you said …” I paused and slowly coiled my arms around his neck again. “… less talking.”
“I’ll just have to shut you up myself.” Noah stared at me, switching his glance from my eyes to my lips, leaning closer.
Oh God, I couldn’t focus. Not when his hands were so close to my panties. He still hadn’t released his grip on my shorts, so I remained immovable and powerless. Even if I wanted to push him away, I was no match for his strength.
“How?” I breathed, closing my eyes, feeling his lips graze against mine. It felt so sensual, and I was insanely aroused.
“I can think of many different ways.” He controlled the momentum of that barely-there kiss. I could feel him smiling against the corner of my mouth, and that’s when I opened my eyes. Was he acting more out of instinct at the moment? How much time did I have to spend with this untamed part of him before the human would take over and cage the animal? Would I be robbed of the opportunity to satisfy his carnal needs?
Reluctantly, he freed his tight clutch on my shorts and rested his hands on my hips. I still stood on my toes, using his body for balance. My heart pounded in my chest like a jackhammer as he bit my bottom lip, groaning softly. Was he really crossing over to R-rated territory with me? My excitement increased, but quickly came to a stop when he pulled away.
“Be a good girl and obey me.”
Yes, sir!
“You’re such a tease,” I said, “why are you torturing me?”
“You consider this torture?” He smirked. “It’s probably a good thing you haven’t slept with me.”
“Yet,” I added, blushing when he grinned.