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“Baby, you don’t know how long I’ve waited for this. I have a lot of cold showers and wet dreams to make up for.”

“You act like you’ve been waiting for me for years. You couldn’t have suffered that much in just a couple of weeks,” I giggle.

“Babe, I’ve been waiting for you my whole life.” He brings my mouth to his and silences me with his skilled tongue. No longer wanting to talk, I position myself on his tip and slowly lower myself, feeling like I am finally right where I belong.

ChapterTwenty-One

Noah

Watchingher above me with her hair in waves falling over her breasts, I have never seen a more beautiful sight. Straddling me, I let her set the pace as she throws her head back and moves up and down in a steady rhythm. Reaching up, I grasp each breast loving the way they fit perfectly in my hand as I roll her nipple between my fingers, squeezing gently. Hearing her moan sets a fire deep inside me, loving that I can bring her this much pleasure.

Picking up her pace, I know she’s close, so I move my hand down lower to push her over the edge. Rubbing my thumb over her sensitive spot, I pinch her swollen bud as she cries out and explodes with pleasure. I feel her convulse around me, sending me over the edge with her as our souls connect once again. Completely limp, she collapses on top of me as I hug her tightly. Kissing her softly on the head, she sighs and snuggles closer. Wanting to take care of her, I start to get up, pulling her with me.

“Where are we going? I don’t think I can move,” she mumbles, her face in the pillow.

Laughing, I say, “Trust me, you’re going to love this.” Getting her to her feet, I lead her to the master bathroom. Gaping, she looks around. Driftwood cabinets sit below a double sink vanity made of white marble. A mirror hangs above both sinks with matching driftwood trim, and a huge glassed-in shower with matching white marble tiles sits in the corner. Double shower heads on either side join various spray jets on the wall.

Grinning because I know this will be her favorite part, she turns her head and gasps. A huge free-standing tub sits in front of a set of cottage doors leading to the master suite deck, giving a beautiful view of the water bathed in moonlight. Potted palms and plants surround the area giving it a jungle feel. Above the tub, a rustic chandelier hangs with wood and glass mixed throughout.

“I guess the perk of living on the end of a road and being high up is that you can have a view like this in the bathroom,” I chuckle. “I haven’t even used the bathtub yet, but I could live in the shower.”

“You’ve never used this beautiful tub? I could liveinthat,” she says, laughing.

“Baths aren’t my thing unless I have someone to share it with.” I wink at her. “Let’s get you cleaned up. I know you’ve got to be sore, and a soak will help.”

“That sounds heavenly. Let’s break this tub in.” She grins at me. “I need to use the bathroom first.” She looks around for the toilet.

“Right through that door.” I point to the one off the bathroom. “It’s separate. I’ll get the bath going.”

I get the water started and squirt some of this bubble stuff my sister bought. Even though I told her I wouldn’t use it, she said it looked nice sitting on the wooden table by the tub. Knowing Emma will love the smell, I’m glad I listened to her and let Bella have her way with decorating. I head to the hall quickly to use the bathroom before returning to the master.

Stepping into the warm water, I lay back as she opens the door and comes over. She steps in, and I position her between my legs so she can rest her back against my chest. She sighs against me. “This feels so good. Your sister helped you with the bubble bath stuff, didn’t she? It smells way too good for a guy to pick out,” she teases.

“Hey, I can pick out good-smelling things if I want to. But yes, my sister bought this, and I have to say I could get used to this. Maybe I’m a bath guy after all, but I don’t think it would be as fun without this sexy body leaning up against me.” I tickle her.

Laughing, she squirms against me, making me hard again. God, she has such an effect on my body. I can’t get enough. Ignoring that part of my body, I focus on her. Taking the sponge, I dip it into the water and wash her shoulders. Pulling her hair to the side, I run the sponge down her neck.

Sighing, she lays her head back. “That feels so good.” I continue to bathe her as she closes her eyes. I reach around the front and squeeze water down her breasts before moving the sponge over them. Feeling her eyes on me now, I look at her and see desire start to pool in those green eyes. She likes this. Swirling the sponge over her nipple, they grow hard as her breathing increases. I slide my hand down her stomach and gently clean her sensitive spot.

“Are you sore?” I whisper as I gently run my finger along her folds.

“A little, but I’m ok. Don’t stop what you’re doing,” she softly moans.

Feeling myself grow harder against her backside, I slowly enter two fingers into her, cupping her soft mound. I kiss her shoulder before nipping her slightly, loving the taste of her. Rubbing my thumb over her center, she moves against my hand and erection. Wanting so badly to bend her over and take her from behind, I refrain, knowing that she’s sore. My main focus is to give her as much pleasure as possible while I have her here so she won’t ever forget what I can give her—what I can make her feel. Increasing the pressure with my fingers, I give her what she wants. I remember every part of her body and know exactly what makes her come undone. Her body remembers even if she fully doesn’t. Knowing she’s close, I reach up with my other hand and pinch her nipple hard, pushing her over the edge. Crying out, she pulses around my fingers as I milk every last drop she has to give. Sagging against me, I remove my hand and wrap my arms around her body, holding her close.

“I don’t think I’ve ever orgasmed this much and this hard in my entire life. I didn’t think it was possible. What are you doing to me,” she whispers.

“Same thing you’re doing to me.” I laugh softly in her ear. “The night on the beach when I found you laughing. What were you laughing about?”

She laughs against me. “How long have you been wondering that?”

“Since that night,” I softly laugh in her ear. “I couldn’t believe my luck when I first heard that beautiful laugh in the dark and saw you sitting there.”

“It’s silly what I was laughing about. I was trying to figure out if my instant attraction to you was just because I hadn’t been with anyone for months. I was thinking maybe it was because I was just horny and needed to get laid. I laughed because I knew I wasn’t the one-night stand type, and it was funny to me that I could even think that.”

I tilt my head back and laugh. “For the record, I’m very happy that you’re not the one-night stand type. I’m also glad you realized that our instant attraction was much deeper than just being horny.”

“Maverick, in a way, proved that. He’s a good-looking guy, but I felt nothing for him at the hardware store. I knew then that it was just you and only you that I felt this way about.”

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