Page 16 of The Reward of You

I’m surprised by Bea flinging herself in my arms and wrapping hers around my neck tightly.

“I think that’s your answer,” Noelle remarks, a smile teasing the corners of her eyes. Eventually Bea loosens her grip long enough for me to set her down on the ground again. “You can help me move my car back to my driveway, squirt.”

For the entire five minutes this takes, Bea regales me with how this is going to change her status on the playground. I can’t imagine how but to hear her tell it, it’s up there with the rich kid that has a driver.

Back inside Noelle’s, Bea bounces upstairs, excited for the morning and I go make myself useful in the kitchen. That’s where Noelle finds me. “Oh! You didn’t have to…”

Pulling her into my arms for a quick kiss, I murmur against her ear, “Not a guest, remember? Nor do I want to sit on my ass watching you do what I can manage. Plus, the sooner the chores are done, the sooner I can get you into bed.”

Her blush is sweet and adorable. “You’re staying?” she asks, almost shyly.

“Unless you’re planning on kicking me out?”

Her mute shake of the head has me contemplating how long I have to wait to get her naked and needy. Noelle peers up at me. “What item did you bring?”

I nod towards the hallway. “Medical kit.”

Her face scrunches up until I pull her towards the doorway. “Means everything important is over here, beautiful.”

Sam leads me up the stairs, pausing briefly to let me check on each of the girls. Miranda is reading with her headphones on but gives me a broad smirk and a thumbs up. Bea is already sound asleep, her stuffed elephant dangling by one leg from her outstretched hand. I rescue him and pull the covers up.

The next thing I know, Sam is closing and locking my bedroom door behind us before pushing me up against it. His lips descend to nuzzle my neck. “More or less, Noelle?” he murmurs, his sandpapery jaw teasing my skin.

“More,” I respond with a soft sigh. “So much more.”

His grin flashes briefly. “Have you ever been fucked against a wall before?”

I roll my eyes. Didn’t I make my lack of experience clear earlier? I shake my head.

“Time you learned then, isn’t it?” It’s clear he’s not waiting for a response, simply stripping me of my jeans while only unbuttoning his. Then he moves us to the wall that divides my bathroom from the bedroom. “Just in case you get loud,” he growls softly in my ear.

I raise both eyebrows at him. “I’m not a loud kind of person.”

“How do you know? You just said you’ve never been fucked against a wall.”

Sam picks me up and then pins me firmly against the blue paint with one hand while he frees his cock with the other. “I promised you slow last night. You want that now or later?”

God, I don’t wait to wait. “Later,” I pant, licking my lips in anticipation of the full to bursting feeling when his cock enters my pussy.

He lowers me down slowly onto his cock. It’s a completely different experience in this position. I’m still full, but gravity is doing most of the work.

Wrapping my arms around Sam’s neck, I pull his head down for a kiss. “I like this. A lot,” I confess.

Sam’s eyes smile, but he only grunts as he pulls me back up slightly. This time when I sink down, I squeeze and watch with delight as his eyes cross. Two thick fingers reach between us and find my clit. Right before they pinch together, Sam seals his mouth over mine. I scream with pleasure as my body spasms, pinned to the wall by his pulsing cock.

“Turns out Noelle is a screamer,” he chuckles into my ear. I blush bright red. I can feel it.

“Oh, my God. You’re a bad man, Sam North. A very nice, very bad man.”

He nods his head. “I must be because I’m still inside you and all I can think about is when I can fuck you again.” And yet even as he says this, he’s pulling out and setting me on my feet, careful to keep an arm around me until he’s sure my legs are working properly.

“So what’s stopping you?” I ask out of pure curiosity, confident there’s some piece of sexual knowledge I’m missing here.

Sam quirks an eyebrow. “You aren’t tired out? Need to get up early?”

I reach up to tease the little flyaway locks behind his ear. “I do have to get up at the usual early time, but I’m never too tired for you, Sam.”

His possessive growl has me reaching eagerly for his cock, exploring as it hardens once again under my touch.

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