And if tonight is all I’ll get, then I won’t waste a single second worrying what he thinks of me and my curvy body.
He licks his lips as his eyes caress me from my head to my toes, and when they finally reach my nipple piercings, his knees buckle.
Noah Miller falls to his knees in front ofme.
His hands grab onto my waist as his head falls on my stomach. “Fucking hell, Andie,” he curses under his breath as it ghosts over my chubby skin. “Your nipples…they’re…” he looks up at my round breasts as if he can’t quite believe what he sees, blinking his eyes to confirm that it’s real.
“You’ve nipple piercings,” he grunts, his voice hoarse and laden with lust and disbelief.
A smile grazes my lips, seeing this man so enchanted by jewellery. “I do,” I whisper, my hands finding their way into his soft blond hair.
The corners of his eyes harden as he looks into mine and asks, “Who else has seen them, Andie?” His fingers twist my nipple before I can answer,teasing me.
My head falls back, the sensitivity making me delirious. I need his mouth on me. I need him to suck my nipple into his mouth. I push his head to do just that, but he resists.
Sharp, my eyes turn to him, reprimanding him with my glare.
The man has the audacity to smirk, seeing me squirming for him. “Don’t make me remind you who’s in charge in the bedroom, Andie.”
I jolt in surprise, a gasp falling from my lips as I stare at him with wide eyes when a smack lands on my hips.
“Tell me,” he orders with his rough voice. “Who else has seen these beautiful, sexy piercings on your blush pink nipples, Andie?” He enunciates my name with an underlying warning, his fingers continuing their assault on both my breasts.
“No one. You…Only you…Please.” I’m barely able to hold onto a coherent thought, goosebumps spreading across my skin in anticipation.
“Fuck, Rainbow! You’re killing me,” he mutters, right before latching his mouth on my nipples.
The sensation of his hot and wet mouth has mecrying out. My knees threaten to buckle under the intensity as his skillful tongue tortures my pebbled skin, the piercings only heightening the pleasure. It’s his arms around me that keep me from becoming jelly at his feet.
His tongue continues to flick my nipple while he pinches and plays with the other with his fingers. My own digging in his scalp as I pull on them, push his head into my breasts.
I rub my legs together, the wetness coating the inside of my thighs as I feel it leaking down my core.
Noah’s mouth leaves my nipple with a wet plop and instantly suck in the other with zeal, while his hand wraps around the other breast, weighing it in his big hands.
“Feels good, Noah,” I moan, my head falling backward. His hand travels the valley between my breasts and curves itself around my exposed throat, tight but not enough to restrict oxygen from getting into my lungs.
Not like I’m breathing with the way I’m panting like a dog.
“You feel good,” Noah hums around my sensitive and abused skin, sending shock waves through my body.
I pull at the root of his hair, which makes him groan. “Please, Noah…more,” I whimper, too overtaken with desire for this man, not even aware of what I’m asking from him.
But he must be as attuned to my body as I am to his because he seems to know exactly what I want. He parts, and his fingers dive right in as if going home, fitting perfectly.
A breath hitches from my lungs at the welcome invasion.
“Fuck, baby. You’releakingfor me,” he groans, moving his fingers inside of me, rubbing the walls inside, and reaching parts I’d never known existed before.
“Yes,” I moan, spreading my legs for him, letting myself be wanton and bare for him to do with as he pleases.
Noah chuckles darkly, “Is that all for me, baby? Did the thought of me make you this wet? Or was it my mouth on your tight nipples and fingers in your leaky, virgin cunt?”
His fingers turn faster, my head falling back on something between a moan and a whimper. I’m too lost in the daze to answer, busy chasing my high as I ride his fingers.
Just as my folds start fluttering, clenchingaround his fingers, I feel the ball in my tummy close to unfurling. That’s when Noah decides to punish me by pulling his fingers out altogether.
I whine in frustration, “Why?” I look at him as I blink my eyes open—I didn’t even realize they were squeezed shut.