His mouth crashes over mine, devouring and demanding.
I meet him stroke for stroke, pouring months of pent-up passion into the kiss.
By the time he releases me, we’re both breathless.
Noah’s eyes gleam, pupils blown wide with lust and possession. “You asked for this.”
Before I can reply, he lifts me higher, guiding me onto him inch by inch. A strangled moan escapes me as I’m filled so exquisitely full by his magnificent pierced cock.
“Ride me,” he orders, his grip tightening on my hips. “Show me how much you want this. How much you want me.”
I do as commanded, rolling my hips in a slow grind. Sparks flash behind my eyelids and a cry spills from my lips. He’s right where I’ve always wanted him—deep inside me, surrounding me, claiming me as thoroughly as any man can claim a woman.
And I’m never letting go.
I set a punishing pace, using my back as leverage against the wall to lift myself almost all the way off his cock and slam back down.
Noah meets each thrust with a snap of his hips, driving me higher and higher.
The chill from the concrete seeps into my overheated skin, but I hardly notice. All I can feel is Noah—his hands, his mouth, his cock possessing me so completely I’ll never be the same.
“That’s it,” he rasps. “Take it. Take all of me.”
I clench around him and he growls, surging forward to capture one nipple between his teeth. Sharp sensation spears through me and I shatter, coming apart around him.
Noah fucks me through the aftershocks, relentless as the tides.
I’m limp as a rag doll in his arms, held aloft by the strength of his grip alone.
“I’m not done with you yet,” he warns, and spins us around.
The floor rushes up to meet me, barely breaking my fall before Noah is there, forcing my legs apart. His mouth descends, hot and hungry, tracing the path his cock just took.
I whimper, my over-sensitized flesh protesting even as my need builds again. “Please,” I beg, not even sure what I’m asking for. More, less, everything he’ll give me.
“Patience,” he says, and spreads my cheeks, baring me completely.
The first swipe of his tongue over that tightly furled ring of muscle shreds the last of my restraint.
I keen, bucking back into the delirious mix of pleasure and discomfort.
Noah holds me in place, alternately sucking and spearing his tongue into that most intimate place.
I fist helplessly at the floor, sobbing with need.
Just when I think I can’t take any more, he rises over me, nudging my entrance with the thick head of his cock.
“Ready for more?”
I nod frantically, beyond words. Noah sheaths himself to the hilt with one smooth stroke.
“That’s my girl.”
He takes me then, hard and deep, wringing every ounce of pleasure from my willing body.
I come again and again, awash in sensation, belonging, love.
By the time Noah follows me over the edge with a shout, I have no doubt.