Page 180 of Even Exchange

“I’m gonna be a good boy,” he promises, and holy shit, is sub Noah hot.

“See, I knew you could listen,” I tease, my heart pounding as I unknot the rope. The second it’s undone, he yanks his hands free, jumps out of the chair, and spins to face me. “Wait.” I point a finger his way, freezing him in place, our chests heaving in unison. “Take off your clothes.” Within seconds he’s buck naked in the center of the room, looking like one of those ancient statues of the gods. “Get on your knees.” He drops to the ground, eyes holding mine. “Now beg.”

“Please.” His eyes glisten with lust.

“Please what?”

“Please,soffione.” His voice is low. Husky. Seductively sinful. “Can I touch you?” My gaze falls to his shaky hands, and I clench my thighs together. This man is trembling with need, forme.

That’s so hot.He’sso hot.

“Are you sure you don’t need a little intermission?” I ask, eyes homing in on his dick, which isstillhard.

“Yes.” His jaw ticks. “I’m sure.”

I graze my thumb along his lip as he stares up at me. “You’re so pretty when you beg.”

A playful smile spreads across his face, and I release him, heading to the bathroom. “Where are you going?”

“What’s it look like?” I say, reaching in the shower to turn on the water as he rushes after me. I step inside and turn to face him. “Are you just gonna stand there?”

“Wasn’t sure if Mommy Dom was letting me join,” he teases, hungry eyes raking over me.

“Hmm.” I tap my fingers to my lips. “I’ll allow it.”

Noah’s grin brightens, and he hurries inside the walk-in. The warm water streams down on us, our gazes locked. “Can Ipleasetouch you now?” he begs, and I step backwards, him following after till my back is flush against the cool tile. He places his hands on the wall behind me, caging me in, and our lips graze as he mumbles, “You made a mess of me, baby.” He releases a shaky breath. “But I’ve missed you so damn much. Please. Please let me touch you.”

My own body trembles with need, or maybe it’s the freezing tile, but either way I find myself saying, “Yes.”

Within seconds, his hands are in my hair, lips crashing against mine. Our tongues intertwine, and I whimper with need as we make up for lost time. He pins me against the wall, planting kisses along my jaw, down my neck, and rasps, “These last two months were torture. Sleeping beside you but not being able to touch you the way I want.”

I place my hands around his waist, tugging his naked, wet body against mine. “Well, no more holding back. Touch meany wayyou want.”

“Well, right now…” He drags a hand up my inner thigh. “I’m lacking the willpower to take it slow. Your little hypothesis made sure of that.” He cocks a brow, and a satisfied smile spreads across my face. “So I think I’d like to kiss you senseless while fucking you against this wall, if that’s alright?”

“More than.”

He grips his length, swiping it between my center, and presses the tip against my entrance. “And I want to finish inside you.”

“Noah. Stop telling me what you want to do and do it already.” He’s not the only one who’s sick of taking it slow.I’ve been pent-up with need since we left the fundraiser.

Hell, since the Fourth of July.

His mouth slams against mine, tip stretching my entrance, and I melt. His tongue toys with the seam of my lips, coaxing out my own, and our kiss deepens. He thrusts inside, holding me against him.

“You okay?” he asks between kisses.

I chuckle. “It would be impossible for you to be a Dom for, like, five seconds, wouldn’t it?”

“I don’t want to get caught up and hurt you,” he says, thrusting gently, looking between us. “Or the baby.”I adore this man.

“I’m fine,” I say, putting a finger under his chin, tipping his gaze to mine. “We’refine.”

“You promise?”

“I promise,” I assure him. “I’ll let you know if something hurts. Now please ju—”Thrust. The air expels from my lungs, and a satisfied smile creeps across my face. “Thank you.”

He continues his torture, and both of us are so worked up, it doesn’t take but a minute till we’re seeing stars, slumping against each other.

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