Page 29 of Purchase Power
That was better. Slightly.
Lucy’s grin was the size of her self-satisfaction as she kept one firm hand on his shaft and backed her mouth away. “Just think, Mr. Gabriel, you could have this every single night.” Lucy brushed her dress down her shoulders. With the tie so loose, it didn’t take much for her to expose everything but her nipples. Naturally, Noah only got harder. The kind of hard that begged him to ram straight into her mouth or, God willing, her tight, delectable cunt. “You can put it wherever you want. Do whatever you want. Come in me as much as you want, or cover me in your seed.”
“I don’t want you to get the wrong idea and think I’m more exciting than I really am.” Noah instantly forgot what he said, never mind how coherent it might have been. “I’m a simple man with few rules.”
“Which is it?” Lucy brushed her fingers across her clavicle, drawing attention to her cleavage – like Noah needed it. “Are you a simple man? Or do you play by few rules?” She puckered her hips. It wasn’t to lower them to the tip of his cock, no matter how much she teased him with the cleavage of her breasts.
“I only have one major rule, besides the obvious,” Noah said. After this, he might not be able to say anything at all. If she wasn’t blowing him, he was going to fuck her. Here. The bed. He didn’t care. “No kissing.”
“Well…” Lucy almost looked disappointed. “Does that mean no kissing at all, or only on the lips?”
“Kiss my dick all you want.”
“That better not be the dirtiest thing you say tonight.”
“Is that the dirtiest thing you’re going todotonight?”
Lucy pulled herself up on her arms, enveloping Noah’s lap with her naked torso. The touch of her soft, warm skin against his cock was liable to make him explode all over her breasts. He wouldn’t mind the image to keep him company for another day. Or until later that night, when he might return for a proper lay.
“That’s up to you, Mr. Gabriel,” Lucy said. “If you want dirty, I can give you dirty. Say the word. Tell me what to do. This is your ball game, Coach.”
His nose met hers, but he still wouldn’t kiss her. “Go on,” he growled. “See how long I last with my cock in your throat.”
Was she the type of woman to rise to a challenge? Would Lucy look him dead in the eye and prove her monetary worth? Noah had no idea what to expect when his new live-in lover had a modicum of control. Wasn’t that part of the thrill?
Lucy’s hot breath was the first thing to greet him a moment later. Noah was already hard enough to ram through the wall, but Lucy’s breath gracing the underside of his shaft might as well have been dry ice.Snap it off and put it on your mantle while you’re at it.Too bad the fireplace was so small. He would’ve looked mighty fine standing erect above it.
“Don’t be shy,” Noah said, meeting Lucy’s destructive gaze. Her hand slowly worked his shaft near the base. Enough to make him suck in his breath, but not enough to make him come prematurely.Maybe she really does know what she’s doing…“It’s about time we became better acquainted. Don’t you agree?”
It took the full amount of self-control within him to not slam his hips forward and shove himself into her mouth. Lucy was getting there, anyway. She took her damn time, but inch by inch, her mouth came close to him again, waiting for the perfect moment to slip over his tip and kiss the sensitive nerve endings that almost made him explode. Again.
Noah was used to great sex, of course. He was even used to fantastic physical encounters that left him sated for human touch for weeks. Most of the women he dated were either pros like Lucy or experienced enough with men like him that they didn’t think twice about teasing his cock with any part of their bodies. The few that were inexperienced made up for it in sheer enthusiasm. Noah was a decent teacher. He liked to think so. But, in the end, he’d rather jump right into it and know that whatever he gave a woman was what she was prepared to handle. And, if for some reason she couldn’t, he was prepared to hear no and respect those boundaries.
Boundaries were important. Limits were wonderful. Even he, a man who could have whatever he wanted, had boundaries and limits he expected to be respected.
Right now? Lucy wasn’t pushing them far enough. She could take her time, though, if that’s what she needed. Noah didn’t mind stewing in his desires. Sometimes, drawing it out and making him writhe was what was best for him.
“My God,” he muttered. “You’re wild.”
She didn’t say anything. How could she, when her mouth was preoccupied? The kisses she leveled on his shaft and the grab of her palm were both liable to destroy the man named Noah Gabriel. This was worse than her swallowing him in one gulp. At least then he knew what to expect. How it would feel. How he would react. This? This drove him to the brink of insanity. Lucy was his prisoner, and the key lay in those big, brown eyes that saw straight through his bullshit and invited him to use what he paid for Friday night.
“You’ve already fucked me, Mr. Gabriel,”those eyes said.“What’s keeping you from taking me like that again?”
“Did you like it the other night?” His voice had fallen an octave, that rasp in his voice foreign to his own ears. “When I came into the room and fucked you?”
Lucy only had eyes for him, but they soon rolled back as she pushed him halfway into her mouth. His groan came straight from his chest. With one hand firmly encircling his base and that tight mouth working his tip, Noah almost forgot where he was.
“You did, didn’t you? You’re into that kind of thing. Is that why you came so hard after only a few minutes? Were you waiting for me? Were you imagining what kind of man was rich and powerful enough to purchase a beauty like you? I was in a fucking bidding war with some other man who would never appreciate a stunning moment like this.” He sucked his breath through his nose. That was the power of Lucy’s tongue licking the length of his shaft. This time when she closed her mouth, it was with every inch of him inside of it. Every inch but what she held in her hand. Was she gripping him because she desperately needed something to brace against? Or was she convinced this made for a better experience? Well, Noah wasn’t convinced he disagreed. “He wouldn’t care about your pleasure. Because I do. I want you to sit in this room all day, not wondering when I’ll come see you, but begging for it. I bought you an escape. This month is your chance to explore a side of yourself you’ve never met before.”
Lucy finally closed her eyes, as if acquiescing to this heaven Noah had described. At least her closed eyes meant he could finally tip his head back and moan, his lips quivering open and every drip of heat in his body shooting for his loins.
He wouldn’t come yet. He could hold back, but it wouldn’t be easy. Not with Lucy moaning on his cock, her throat enclosing on his tip. The intensity of her breathing increased. Noah shouldn’t make any brash moves. He wanted the illusion of her choking on his mighty size. He didn’t want toactuallyhurt her…
The urge to thrust forward and empty his seed into her throat was strong, however. Almost too strong.
“You fucking came,” Noah repeated, his head still leaning back and his own eyes closed. Better to enjoy the sensations covering his cock that way. “You came so fucking hard that I didn’t have a choice but to make you mine.”
Caveman Noah wasn’t a side he met very often. Yet he couldn’t say he hated that part of himself. He could get used to the caveman. The one who followed his basest instincts without regard for what was right and wrong. He wanted Lucy’s time? He bought it. He wanted her body? He took it. He needed the forbidden sensation of succumbing to nature and planting his seed inside of her? What the fuck was stopping him? Certainly not his common sense.
