Page 34 of Marked

“My heart was yours the first time you smiled at me, Noah, and I’ve loved you ever since.”

Teeth clanged as we surged together, our tongues tangling in a coordinated dance. She mewled as I cupped her ass, lifting her across my thighs to straddle my lap. Her fingers speared into the short hair at my nape while I tore the scrunchie from her ponytail, winding my hand around the long blond locks. Giving it a swift tug, her head tilted back as I broke from her mouth, licking my way down the slender column of her neck.

“Please tell me you’re on birth control.” I moved her shirt to the side, flicking my tongue across her collarbone. “I don’t want anything between us.”

“I have an IUD,” she panted.

“Thank fuck.”

The next few seconds were a blur of movement as we stood, stripping each other bare, both of us desperate for skin-on-skin contact. She scanned my body from head to toe, eyes flaring wide when they locked on my dick for the first time. At six feet tall, I wasn’t a small man…anywhere.

“Touch me, Lanie.”

She stepped into me, planting kisses on my chest while her hand wrapped around my length. From base to tip, she stroked. It felt so good my knees threatened to buckle, but when she shivered, an idea took hold. Stepping back, I took her hand and moved to the edge of the hot spring. I slid into the steaming water, thankful to find a wall of flat rocks a few feet under the surface, which made an excellent seat. Lanie followed, resuming her earlier position on my lap. The water came up to mid-belly on her, leaving her top half exposed.

“Hands behind your back, Little Lamb. Rest them on my thighs.” I held her stare until she was finished. “Your tits are perfect. One day I’m going to fuck them.”

Her hips bucked against my hard cock, sloshing water between us, as I drew a nipple into my mouth, rolling it between my teeth before sucking hard. Releasing it with a pop, I blew a stream of air across her tight bud, watching as it stiffened farther before doing the same with the other.

“Noah, please,” she groaned, arching her back.

“What do you want?”

She gasped, nearly losing her balance when I widened my legs, opening her pussy for me. Slipping my hand between her thighs, I pressed firmly on her clit with my thumb then slid two fingers deep into her core. I twisted my wrist as I began to pump them in and out. A tingling sensation started low in my gut and precum leaked from my tip. I had to get inside her soon, otherwise I’d explode.

“Hold on to my shoulders,” I ordered, pulling my fingers out in order to lift her to her knees.

“Hurry.”

“Who’s in charge, Little Lamb?” She hissed when I pinched her ass, those hazel eyes narrowed to slits. Cockingmy head to the side, I waited for her response…and waited some more.

“You,” she finally relented.

I smiled. “Good girl.”

Positioning myself at her opening, I took her mouth. The kiss was meant to be quick, but like everything where Lanie was concerned, I couldn’t hold back. I poured my soul into the kiss, using it as a reminder of things to come. This was only the beginning.

“Ride me.”

Our combined moans floated in the air, echoing across the valley as she took me inch by God-blessed inch. Nothing had ever felt more perfect, more right, than being inside her. We moved as one, my hips snapped upward with every downward slide she made. She set a wicked pace, rising and lowering, over and over.

“Get there, Lanie,” I grunted. “Fuck. Get there fast.”

Her nails dug into the skin of my back, leaving a mark of her own, as I grabbed her hips, holding her steady as I rammed into her from below. Once. Twice. On the third, she let out a deep moan, throwing her head back as she crested the wave of pleasure and I followed right behind.

Moving was inconsequential as long as Lanie’s naked body was curled against my chest. Thanks to the heat of the sun, our skin was mostly dry after our water adventure, but I was in no rush to get back to reality. Not when reality included assassins, the Bratva, and a damn yurt, but my girl had other ideas.

“We should get dressed and start back,” Laniemuttered. “It’ll take a few hours and we don’t want to get caught in the dark.”

“Would it be so bad to stay out here?”

“Noah.” She got up on an elbow, looking down at me with a crooked smile. “I love you, but you wouldn’t survive a day living in the middle of nowhere. Besides, I think we scared the wildlife enough with our earlier performance.”

“Say it again.”

Her smile widened as she bent forward, punctuating each word with a soft, too brief kiss.

“I. Love. You. Noah Anderson.”

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