Page 11 of Purchase Power
Chapter 4
Noah didn’t need to kiss her. His intentions were quite clear when he pressed his finger against her bare abdomen and flicked the piece of wired fabric holding the two cups of her bra together. Lucy had never been more aware of her pushup bra until that moment. Whenever she moved, even a little, both of her breasts jiggled like they were about to embarrass her.
I picked way too powerful of a bra…She wasn’t the most well-endowed woman in the world, but she knew how to play up what assets she did possess. When Noah grazed his finger against the bit of nipple falling out of the black lace, Lucy’s head hung back and a gasp escaped her throat. Not her finest moment. Not if she was trying to hold herself together in front of a man she literally met ten minutes ago.
A man who had paid for access to her body…
Well, why not now? Better for Noah to decide he didn’t like what he saw now if it came to that. No sense hauling her away to his destination, only for him to come fuck her and find out he didn’t like the mole on her left thigh. Or something. It was always something.
“You can tell me to stop, you know,” he coolly said, finger hovering over her nipple. Lucy continued to slip against the couch, her ankles wobbling in her heels.
“Can I?” she squeaked.
“I don’t see why not.”
“I wasn’t askingyoufor permission.” Lucy couldn’t believe she said that.What am I doing? Blurting out my inner thoughts?She had been asking herself for permission to say stop. Or go. Or anything, really.
She didn’t know what she wanted. All she knew was that her core was on fire. Every fantasy she may have had about this moment was coming to incomprehensible fruition. Every fear, every hint of trepidation, was now manifesting in the quiver of her thighs and the increasinglywetfeeling between them. Dear God. This man really got her wet that quickly, huh? All he did was walk into the room, say he didn’t want love, and touch her nipple!
Lucy was either the luckiest girl in the world, or the biggest fool. Sometimes, she thought she might be both.
“Perhaps I’m asking your permission to keep touching you, though, Lucy.” Her name was butter on his tongue.Loose-ee.Loose. Really loose. Like her morals right now. “Like I said, I like an enthusiastic partner who also enjoys herself.”
“You can touch whatever the fuck you want,” Lucy said in one breath. “Just don’t…”
“…Choke you. Yes. I got that loud and clear.”
Lucy nearly fell into a fit of giggles as she finally succumbed to the gravity of the couch behind her. One hand slapped against the cushioned back while the other fought to find purchase with a pillow. Noah loomed over her, dragging his finger down her abdomen, circling her bellybutton and gently tugging against her underwear.
“If I were a betting man,” Noah said, peering into the dark abyss he had opened when he pulled the band of her panties, “I’d say you were already aroused.”
Lucy let out a sound that was neither a laugh nor a gasp. Maybe it was a call of exasperation, since everything about this bastard was making her come undone in ways she never expected. Sex had never been like this before, yet for all she knew, Noah was all tease, no follow-through.He’s getting me riled up so I’ll be all over him the next time I see him. Lulling me into security.False sense? Rightful security? She had no idea yet. She would probably never know at this rate!
“Yeah, well…” she said, swallowing the spit that swarmed her watering mouth, “you make a convincing argument. I’d be really disappointed if you weren’t hard in your pants, too.”
Should she call it diarrhea of the mouth? Or simply saying what was on her mind? Did it fucking matter anymore?
Noah snapped her panties back into place, dragging his finger up her abdomen in a glorious return trip to her breasts. Her nipple was definitely out now. When he touched it, her whole body shuddered, Lucy’s eyes slamming shut again as she melted against the couch.
“Would you like to find out?” he asked.
It took her a few seconds to recall what he answered. Something about him being hard. In his pants. Which were still zipped up… she presumed, anyway.
“Buddy, if you’re asking me to get on my knees and lick you like a lollipop, you might be on to something.” She had no idea how big Noah Gabriel was, and she didn’t care. Lucy’s mouth was watering for a reason, huh? If the man wasn’t going to kiss her until she passed out, the least he could do was stick something else in there.That would be one helluva of a preview of what’s to come, too!If only.
Oh, if only.
“I had something else in mind.” At first, Lucy didn’t know where his hand had gone. Not until it reappeared between her legs, grabbing her thigh. His thumb rubbed against the underside of her underwear. He was two inches away from her clit, and it was already coming out of her folds to say hello.Talk about setting a record!He would be the fastest person to find her damned clit, that was for sure.
Lucy opened her mouth, ready to be witty. Coy. Seductive. Anything but the desperate slut blooming from her inner buds.
“Go for it.”
Yup. That’s what she said. Instead of,“Like what you feel?”she blurted what she was really thinking. Again.
Desperate slut it was!
She expected at least one kiss. The freaky, heavy kind that was all tongue, no finesse. The wanton abandon of two people slamming together for the first time, money and morals be damned. That’s what she expected from a man like Noah, whom she had known for going on fifteen minutes. In that time, she had learned they would be spending the next month together. That he didn’t want – or like – romance. That he had a family of some kind. That he was much younger than she anticipated, and fucking hot.
