“You answer when I ask you a question,” he growls, his command flooding my veins. He slaps my core, stunning me to silence, my lips parted in surprise.
He does it again, a wet slap resounding in his bedroom along with our heavy breaths, and an unbidden moan falls from my lips.
“And besides,” his lips lift in a smug smile, “it’s mycockyou’re going to paint red today, Rainbow.” His coarse words and husky voice make me whimper at the visualhepaints. I’ve never been this turned on in my life.
God! He has such a filthy mouth, and I love it.
“Now, be a good girl for me and get on the bed.” Before I can take a step, I feel myself being airborne one second and plopping on the bed the next.
A squeal leaves my mouth as I bounce on the mattress, my hair fanning over my face.
“Tell me one more thing,” Noah says, peelingoff his clothes one by one, putting his gorgeous tattoos and washboard abs on display. God, he is a mountain of muscles with a trim waist that only makes him hotter.
One day, I hope he’ll tell me what each of his tattoos means.
But for now, I soak in the sight of his chest with splatters of small hair and abs that could boil eggs over them. His thighs so thick, I wonder what it would be like to ride them.
I tuck the strands of hair behind my ears, not wanting anything to cut my view of him. “What?” I ask, blowing out a breath.
“Why were you not wearing your panties, Andie?” He stands only in his underwear, palming his erection as he teases me with the sight.
I don’t know if it’s his blunt question or his bold movements that turn my body into a furnace. For the first time today, I feel truly shy, wondering if I should tell him that I removed them when I used the washroom at the vet’s clinic.
“I wanted to be ready if we decided to…sleep together,” I sit up, shrugging my shoulders, my fingers twirling a strand of hair.
“Jesus fucking Christ, baby,” he groans, his length twitching under the fabric. “You have been walking around naked, basically begging me to fuck you?”
It’s a rhetorical question, but I still answer, “Y-Yes.”
“Fuck, baby,” he says, removing his underwear and flipping it in the pile of clothes somewhere on the floor.
My thighs rub together, folds clenching around empty air. “I need you, Noah,” I breathe, barely resembling any form of decency.
A wolfish smile grazes his lips. A smile that should scare me, but only has the opposite effect, as I feel flutters in my belly. There must be something wrong with me. Thankfully, that has Noah’s length leaking precum and pointing straight at me, so I’m not complaining.
“You’ve been a bad girl today, Andie,” he tsks, his hand wrapping around his length and giving it the first stroke. The action alone has me clenching the sheets and biting my lip as heat flares through my body.
“First, you provoke me by calling me achildwhen I ask you to stop, you taunt me,” he recounts in a low voice, walking closer to theedge of the bed. “And then you go and hide your nipple piercings from meandtell me that you’ve been walking around with no panties. So much disobedience all in one day? You need to be punished, baby.” He lets his threat hang in the air, his hands never stopping their movement as he barely holds in a groan.
I’m gushing like a faucet at the word punishment.
Yes, give it to me.
I’ve spent so much of my life feeling unwanted, ugly, and unconfident in myself and my body. But this man disintegrates all those thoughts and beliefs with just one look at me.
With him, I feel wanted, sexy, and confident. And I couldn’t thank him enough for seeing me as I truly am and making me love myself again.
So, I tilt my chin up and look him dead in the eyes, letting the confidence he gave me bleed into the words. “So, what are you still standing there for? I’m right here.” I spread open my legs for him, putting my shaved core on display.
Noah’s eyes dart there, and his hold on himself tightens, his length red and angry. He drinks me in like it’s the last time. And who knows,maybe it is.
Maybe he’ll leave me tomorrow, after all, I only asked him to take my virginity. With the way things are progressing, he’d have done it by tonight.
But for tonight, he’smine.
And I amhis.
“Lie down on your back.”