Page 55 of Connected By Souls

“Please, Noah, I can’t take it anymore,” I beg. He removes his fingers, and I watch as he puts a finger in his mouth before slowly bringing it back out, tasting me. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, and I can’t break eye contact no matter how hard I try.

“You taste so good. I love how easily your body responds to me with just a touch.”

Releasing my hands, he lowers himself to his knees and presses his lips to my center. Feeling his warm breath through my swimsuit, I dive my fingers into his hair. Sliding his hands under the side of my bottoms, he slowly lowers them to the ground, and I step out of them. Taking my leg, he puts it over his shoulder as his tongue slides through my folds. I hear him moan against me.

“You’re so wet for me, Em.” He works me with his tongue like I’m the most delicious dessert he’s ever had.

“Noah, it’s too much. I need...” unable to finish my sentence with all the sensations that have taken over my body.

“I’ve got you, baby. I know exactly what you need.”

His fingers enter me again as they move in and out, his tongue exploring every inch of me. The pressure building is so intense that I grab his hair tighter. When he finds my bud and sucks hard, I come undone around him. My body explodes into a million sensations as wave after wave of pleasure spirals throughout my body. Crying out his name as my body convulses around his fingers, he plunges them deep inside. He continues to lick and suck as my body rides out the last of the waves.

Sagging against the wall for support, I become aware of my surroundings again, hearing the rush of the waterfall and feeling the mist touch my body. He releases my leg and stands up, crushing his mouth to mine. Tasting myself on him, he presses his hardness against my stomach, letting me know just how much he loved that. Needing to touch him, I reach for the ties on his swim trunks. “Not yet, my love. Let’s get you to someplace more comfortable.” Lifting me up, he cradles me to his chest as I put my arms around his neck.

We walk through a small entrance I didn’t notice in the back, having to go sideways to fit. He carries me inside and up the wooden stairs. We pass a couple of rooms as we go before we walk into the master bedroom. Bathed in moonlight, I gasp at the beauty of it.

A wall of windows overlooks the water, and cottage doors are set in the middle leading out to a private deck. A huge king-size bed sits against a wall that’s covered in rustic wood planks serving as a floor-to-ceiling backdrop. A plush ivory headboard sits against the wooden wall. Across from the bed, another white stone fireplace reaches the ceiling. Like downstairs, the ceiling is tall with wood beams. “This is gorgeous.” I look around in awe.

“Thank you, it’s my favorite room in the house. I did the design, but my mom and sister love to dabble in interior decorating, so they helped me in that area.”

Lowering me to the ground, I’m suddenly self-conscious of being completely naked while he’s still fully clothed. Crossing my arms, I cover my breasts.

“Oh no, you don’t.” He gently puts my arms back down. “Don’t ever hide from me, you are so beautiful, and I love looking at you. These,” he says, tracing his fingers over my breasts, “don’t ever need to be hidden when we’re alone, and this,” he moves his hands lower to squeeze my behind, “is perfection. You don’t hide perfection.” Slapping my ass, I widen my eyes in shock as he rubs the spot he just smacked, making my body instantly respond to him. Need flares again as I see the desire in his eyes that have turned a darker blue. Reaching between my legs, he feels my wetness and smiles. “So responsive.”

Reaching out to touch him, I run my hands over his chest and down his hard abs tracing the trail of hair until I reach his shorts. I hear him breathe harder as I slowly undo the ties on his board shorts. Looking back up at him, his eyes darken, and I can feel his restraint as he lets me take my time to admire him. I let his board shorts fall to the ground leaving him standing in his boxer briefs. I can see him straining against the fabric as I reach out to slide my fingers down the length of him. Hearing him take a sharp intake of breath, I slide my finger into his waistband, pulling it down to expose the tip of him. Glistening with need, I run my finger over the velvet top to catch the drip, and mimicking him, I put my finger in my mouth for a taste closing my eyes to the sweet and salty that I’m met with.

“Jesus Christ,” he says, “if you don’t stop, this will be the single most embarrassing moment of my life.” Backing me up to the bed, he throws the covers off the bed in one motion and lowers me down to the mattress. Standing up, he removes his boxers as I take him in. God definitely has favorites, I think, staring at his hard muscles and beautiful body. Lowering my eyes, I hungrily take in his long hard length putting every other man I’ve been with to shame, hell, probably most of the male species living on this planet.

Wanting to feel that hardness, I reach out, and he grabs my hand. “You can touch me all you want later, any day, at any time, but if I let you touch me now, I won’t be able to do what I really want to do. I need to be inside of you. Now.” Lowering himself onto me, he kisses me as if his life depends on it before moving to my breasts. Throwing my head back, I arch my back and slide my fingers into his hair. Coming back up to kiss me again, he whispers, “Do I need to use something? I’m clean, I swear. I’ve never gone without a condom.”

I shake my head. “I have an IUD, and I got tested after Ty cheated on me, so I’m clean too."

“Thank fuck, I need to feel you, all of you. I want nothing separating us.”

“I want that, too,” I whisper.

Positioning himself on top of me, I spread my legs wider as I feel him at my entrance, closing my eyes at the sensation it brings.

“Look at me, Emma. I want to see your eyes.” Opening my eyes, I stare into those familiar blues as he slowly enters me. Nothing prepared me for the emotions I would feel. It’s like we’ve done this a million times, and my body is welcoming him home again. Moaning, he goes deeper until he’s fully inside of me. “God, you feel so good, better than any dream I’ve ever had.”

“You’ve dreamt of me?” I ask, remembering the dreams I’ve had of him lately.

“More than you could possibly know,” he whispers before capturing my lips in a kiss as he slowly pulls back and enters me again and again, setting a pace that has me writhing beneath him. Gripping his back, my nails scratching as I make my way down, I grab his behind and pull him even deeper, lifting my hips to meet his thrusts. I hear him moan as he squeezes my breast before pinching my nipple. I cry out as the pleasure builds deep in my core. Increasing his pace, he goes deeper, hitting me in all the right spots as I arch my head back, knowing I’m so close.

“Open your eyes, Emma. I want to see you when you shatter around me. Cum with me, baby.” He plunges hard and deep. Staring into his eyes, we both explode. My body convulses around him as waves of pleasure surround me. I cry out his name at the intensity of the orgasm, feeling like I’m outside my body.

“Fuck!” Noah yells as I feel him throb and release inside me. Gasping and panting, he collapses on top of me as we slowly come back to the present. Rolling off of me, he gathers me by his side, putting an arm around me. I lay my head on his chest, feeling his heartbeat slow down to a normal pace. “That was..”

“Amazing, indescribable, out of this world?” I ask, grinning up at him.

“I was going to say fucking unbelievable, but all those words work too.” He laughs softly. “What time do you have to be at work tomorrow?” He asks.

“I close, so I don’t go in until late afternoon. Why?”

“Because I have a lot more planned for you.” He grabs me and pulls me on top of him so I’m straddling him. Feeling him grow hard again, my eyes widen.

“Already? Don’t you need time to recharge or something?”

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