Page 31 of Purchase Power
Chapter 9
The rush Noah gave Lucy wasn’t something she anticipated. How could a woman, bound to this room for an entire month to live as nothing but as the reciprocal of sexual pleasure for one man, find arushin it? Sure, she had always thought that enjoying sex with whatever man purchased her would be a nice boon while she wrote her think-piece on the experience…
Except she had never expected to find Noah attractive. Nor did she think it possible towanthis hardened style of lovemaking.
The man only had one rule: no kissing. Perhaps that was the hardest rule to adhere to in the end. Up there withnever come.He might as well ask her to stop breathing. How could she not beseech him for a kiss? Was Lucy expected to live in her own head andnotshare an erotic moment with the man making it happen? Was that the price she paid for having someone attractive and good in bed?
Because all she wanted to do when he brought her up to her feet was kiss him. Right there. For all she was worth.
Yet what Mr. Gabriel wanted, Mr. Gabriel got. Starting with his whole cock in her mouth, of course.I am going to feel that in the morning…It had been a long while since Lucy put her mouth on a man like that. Oh, she had performed oral sex on her previous partner, but he had been smaller – and not as gung-ho about traipsing down her throat. Lucy’s tender flesh was already sore from how he fucked her mouth and now grabbed her, his hands squeezing her arms as they made their way into the bedroom. One hand slid down the gap in the front of her dress. She swallowed, tasting the seed that lingered in her mouth while his fingers fondled her nipple. Noah brought her ass closer to his hips. Sure enough, her skirt rode up, and his re-hardening erection rubbed against her ass.
Of course, she groaned. Why wouldn’t she? She wanted him inside of her. Somewhere that would give her the blessed end she now sought.I worried he would be finished, and I’d be left to my own devices…Didn’t look that way. Damn. Noah really had some stamina, huh? One of the many benefits of making love to a younger man.
Yet there was something decidedly… jaded… about the way he handled her. As if he had so many women in his short life that nothing really excited him anymore. Lucy could have been anyone. Her electric attraction to him was merely a manifestation of her inexperience and the power he held over her.
Except he touched her like he wanted her. He opened the front of her wrap-dress and pushed the hem up, driving his flesh against hers while his face inhaled the right side of her neck. She was imprisoned in his embrace. Yet any fear she felt was mitigated by the rush of carnality enflaming her thighs.
“I should make you keep doing all the work.” His whispered words stabbed Lucy right between the legs. Her thighs attempted to spread open where she stood. She backed her ass up against him, hoping he’d take the hint to drive into her right there.Oh, my God. If this is going to be this whole month, I might not have the strength to write my article.It would turn into a Penthouse Magazine exclusive. Her month with a horny billionaire who went all night long, every single night. “Make you ride me until I know how much you need me. When I leave tonight, I want to know that you’re pining for more. Your thoughts will be consumed with me.” His knuckles ascended her thigh. Shivers of forbidden delight met his other hand as Lucy’s nipples conducted the current zapping through her. “You’ll be begging me to come back in the morning and do you again.” Lucy’s hair pulled back from her ear. All the better for Noah to flick his tongue against her earlobe. “So I should make you ride me. Make you my bucking princess who can’t get enough of the saddle, doomed to always fall off and try to get back on again. You’d love that, wouldn’t you?” He squeezed her breast. Noah was at full mast again, which Lucy quickly found out as his cock teased her tensing asshole.Oh, shit. No. Not now. Not right now!Did she want him to fuck her there? God, yes! He could be her first. Tonight. Never before had Lucy realized what was so attractive about a man plunging into her like that. Now she wanted to know. She wanted to taste every forbidden way of making love with this man she barely knew.
Not right now at this second. It would hurt too much, and Lucy yearned for pleasure.
“Knowing you need me that badly would be enough for my ego.” Noah tipped her head back against his shoulder. Lucy squeezed her eyes shut and attempted to swallow. Was it the rawness of her throat? The angle of her neck? Or the heart beating furiously in her chest that suddenly scared her?I’m not scared. I’m…what? Flushed with anticipation? Sure. “So I don’t think we need to do that. As hot as it would be to watch you lose your fucking mind, I’d rather take what’s mine. My way.”
He pushed Lucy onto the bed. She didn’t know what to expect. For him to pull her legs open and drive between them? To be turned over and dominated face-up? Maybe he’d spank her for some perceived insubordination. Or maybe Lucy was doomed to be forever teased and entwined with him but with no real end.
“I want to hear you say it.” Noah’s belt buckle made enough noise to send a renewed jolt of delicious anxiety through Lucy’s heart. “Beg for me. Tell me you’re mine. Make me take you. Make it sound like life or death if I don’t fuck you.”
Lucy didn’t know where the hell her voice was. She barely knew what to do with her legs as they fought for purchase on her own bed. When she finally pushed herself up on her arms, she realized her dress had fallen down her back. Noah’s face was there now, breathing heavily against her skin with the occasional kiss lighting her afire.
He was waiting for her to say yes. His cock may have been the size of her fist and his sweat as salty as the seed still on Lucy’s tongue, but he wouldn’t fuck her until she proved she was ready for him.
“Yes,” Lucy finally coughed into the bed. “Fuck me.” There was that rush again. Blood went from her head to her pussy. Whatever plan she had coming into this house had currently flown out the window. She was his wanton slave now. She wouldn’t have a clear thought again until he was out of this room – but only if he made her come first. “Don’t hold back.”
“More,” Noah growled. His shirt was open, but not off. “Show me.”
Show him what? How much she needed him?
Her hand slid between her thighs. Fingers curled upward, spreading apart her entrance and showing Noah what he could have if he would only take it for his own. “Here. Please.”
“Please, what.”
“Please, fuck me here, Mr. Gabriel.” She hated how much she whined when she said that. As if she couldn’t control herself. How would she write aboutthisin her article? Would she conveniently leave out the part where she sounded like a C-list porn star about to cry if she didn’t get laid?Not like I can help it… this is howhemakes me sound.“Fill this up.”
His grin was audible against her ear. “You think you can take it, huh?”
“I know I can.”
“Suppose you’ve done it before.” Noah’s hand met hers, yet didn’t pry it away. While Lucy spread herself open, Noah used the opportunity to shove two fingers into her. Her guttural groan of gratefulness was the only thing worse than the porn star whine. “And you did a good job with that tiny little throat of yours.” His other hand briefly encircled her throat. Before Lucy could panic, however, Noah pulled away. “You’re so fucking wet. You were wet and aching for me mere minutes after meeting me the other night. Tell me, Ms. Craig…” His fingers plunged deeper, “were you wet when I saw you last night?”
Lucy exhaled the stale air cooped up inside her lungs. “Yes.” That word came with the breaths. “I wanted you to fuck me again.”
“After tonight, I suspect you’ll want it every fucking day.”
“Yes, sir.” Lucy could see it now. Thirty days of sexual bliss. A month of learning what it was like to exist with another person semi-permanently inside of her. Could she handle it? Was she young and stupid enough to think it a good idea? Was this her chance to blow her mind – and her career?
“Make me believe it tonight…” Lucy was back on her stomach, dress tangling her arms and pinning her elbows to her side, “and I might make that dream come true.”
She knew what he was going to do mere seconds before it happened. Lucy moved her mouth away from the bed cover with only a moment to spare. For the moment Noah replaced his fingers with his cock, Lucy had to gasp. It was the only way to mitigate the sensation.
