Page 153 of After All This Time

I smirk. “Lie on your stomach with your ass sticking up in the air.”

She does what I tell her to do. “Happy?”

“Oh, yeah,” I say with enthusiasm.

Ripping off her underwear, I’m breathing heavily.

“You’re lucky those didn’t cost a lot of money because I’d be kicking your ass right now if they did,” she says.

“You can kick my ass anytime.”

I move her hair out of the way, squeezing some liquid from the peach with my hand onto her back. It’s trailing its way down to her ass cheeks.

I make sure it doesn’t end up anywhere it’s not supposed to.

She huffs. “What the hell are you doing?”

“You’ll see.” I pepper rough kisses down her spine, my tongue darting out and soaking up the dribble I doused her in. Traveling my way to her ass, my tongue makes contact with it.

“Noah,” she moans under her breath.

“Do you want me to stop?”

She moans, her hands gripping the comforter. “Hell no.”

After I finish biting and licking her ass cheeks, I kiss her on the back of her neck. “I’m going to wash my hands. Don’t move.”

“What if I need to?—”

I cut her off. “Don’t. Move.”

Washing my hands in Dani’s bathroom, I look at my reflection in the mirror. I close my eyes and exhale, my chest rapidly rising and lowering itself.

Breathe, man.

Storming out of the bathroom, I slam the door behind me.

She’s still lying on her stomach and her bare ass is sticking up in the air. She jumps when she realizes I’m standing in front of her as her eyes scan me from head to toe.

“As much I love it when you fuck me with your eyes, I’d love to do the real thing.”

“Oh, I bet you’d love that, wouldn’t you?” A wicked smirk appears across her lips as her dark brown eyes link with mine.

I nod, swallowing deep. “Uh-huh.”

“You want me?” she asks, spreading her legs open one at a time. “Come and get me.”

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

I can see everything and I mean everything.

My heart is beating so fast. I swallow deeply and take a brief moment to collect myself, taking a deep breath and letting it out.

Running like my life depends on it, I land on the bed sprawled out on my back before I lift myself up and flip her over, so she’s lying flat on her back.

I move her head so it’s resting on a pillow.

“Can I take care of you?” I ask, climbing on top of her.

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