I crook two fingers against the spot that always sends her over the edge, pressing against it while nipping at her skin. "Then you better soak me. I want you to show me how wet you get when you're fucking the man you love. I want to see how hard you're going to come when you know you're never going to have another cock inside that tight little pussy of yours."
She comes hard, her body tensing up, her cum gushing over my fingers, the noises filling the room. As I keep fingering her pussy, it only makes me want to come in my pants.
Not going to happen.
I hold my fingers to her lips. "We have a lot of lost time to make up for. If you lick me clean like the good little slut we both know you are, I might just give you more orgasms."
As her tongue wraps around my fingers, I know it's going to be a long night.
Chapter Thirty-One
SUMMER
I flickmy tongue along Noah's fingers, sucking the cum from them until he lets out a low groan.
My pussy clenches tighter. All I want is him, and finally, I think I have him.
"I think we should go see the bathroom." His voice is husky as he takes me by the hand, towing me down the hall and up the stairs.
We head into a sprawling master bedroom, entirely empty, but I don't have time to process much more than that before he's dragging me through another door, spinning me around, and pinning me up against a wall.
Heat floods through my body as his forehead presses against mine.
Lust burns in his eyes, but there's something more than that lingering, too.
Love.
A love so deep I never thought I was going to find it.
It's that look in his eyes that lets me know we're going to make it through this.
"You have to stop kidnapping me." I brush my lips against his as I trail my hands along his stomach, his muscles flexing beneath my touch.
He chuckles, hot breath tickling my earlobe before he drags it between his teeth. Shivers run through my body and straight to my pussy. "I don't know. I think you like being kidnapped. I think you love knowing you're entirely at my mercy. Whatever I want to do to you, you're going to let me. I can make you scream for me right now, and nobody is going to hear you. Nobody is going to come and save you from me."
"I'm not asking to be saved." I tip my head to the side as he shifts, his lips grazing against the side of my jaw.
As he trails kisses over my pulse, making it hard to breathe, impossible to think, I slip off my thong.
His gaze drops to me, eyes roaming my body like I'm a meal he's been waiting to dive into.
He smirks. "You're eager, aren't you?"
"I want your cock." I reach for the button on his shorts, flicking it open and dragging the rest of his clothing down his body.
Within a couple of seconds, he's standing naked in front of me, his throbbing cock dripping pre-cum.
I sink to my knees, my hand wrapping around the base.
He thrusts forward a little, his groan breathy as his hand sinks into my hair.
Noah jerks my head back, his tongue darting out to wet his bottom lip. "Are you going to suck my cock like the good little slut you desperately want to be?"
"Depends on how much you want it." I smirk and lick the underside of his cock, tracing my tongue along the vein as he lets out a low groan.
He drags me closer to him by the hair, holding me in place as the head of his erection presses against my lips. "Don't play games you're not going to win, Summer."
"Like what?" I dip forward, taking the tip in my mouth.