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“Do you remember your safe word?” he interrupted her. “Because I expect you to use it should you need to.”
Lucy’s full-body shudder was palpable from his distance.Don’t tell me she doesn’t want me. I would call you a liar.Noah found it increasingly more difficult to keep himself away from her. That body… Lord, he needed her. He needed to be inside of her right now. Only when he had purged himself of every drop in his body would he be able to think again. Until then? Noah might as well call himself an animal. Pacing in his skin. Needing stimulation.
Lucy would do more than nicely. She was perfect.
“I… I know my safe word, Mr. Gabriel.” Lucy deferred to a spot on the floor. Her hands fumbled together. Wasn’t she sure? What had she been doing before he entered?Tell me she was thinking of me.Noah couldn’t stop thinking about her. Not then. Sure as fuck notnow.
“Good.” He wanted to take her arm and bring her closer. Grab her. Throw her down onto the couch and devour her with his body. The only thing stopping him? That last bit of self-control that had been born from seeing what too much, too fast could do to destroy a young woman. “I’ll trust you to use it if necessary. If you trust me to honor it when we are together.”
Say it. Say you trust me.Noah both wanted the validation, and to know that he could go ahead and take her. He had even decided how he wanted her.
“I do, sir.” Yet her voice shook. Of course. They barely knew one another. Who was Noah Gabriel from some asshole down the street? For all he knew, he reminded Lucy of an old boyfriend, a former stalker, a scare from the internet. “I’m up for anything, remember?”
Noah hadn’t expected that. Not with life in her voice and little trepidation in her demeanor. She had relaxed her shoulders and lifted her chin. Had she decided she was ready? Was this it? The sign Noah had been waiting for?
“Excellent.” He cleared his throat. “From now on, I shall help myself as I please, unless you otherwise ask.”
“Whatever you want, sir.”
I want to fuck you.Wasn’t that obvious? The only reason Noah delayed a little longer was to ensure their mutual gratification. She probably hadn’t been thinking about sex when he barged in like he owned her time. He wanted to go into her unprepared probably as much as she did.Think about me for a few more seconds, Lucy. Imagine what I’m going to do to you. Get ready for me. I know you can.She had been wetter than he could have ever anticipated the night they met. He didn’t assume that was a common occurrence – but he could dream.
“I want you to turn around.” Noah’s voice was flat, but aggressive. His commands brought the breath from his lungs and the attention of his cock. “Take off your pants.”
Lucy hesitated, her eyes locked on him and her mouth slightly parted as she turned. He already missed her face – most of all, he missed those nipples poking through her crop top.
Noah soon forgot what both looked like. Lucy hooked her thumbs in her sweatpants and pulled both them and her underwear down. With the natural light streaming through the bare windows, he received an unbridled view of her ass as it brought his eyes right to his target.
Calm the fuck down.That was a curt message to his cock, which was nigh unbearable now that he could smell her from only a few feet away.I could be done in ten minutes. Out of here in fifteen.Back to work, while Lucy collapsed on the couch and thought of nothing but him for the rest of the day.
Like he wouldn’t be thinking about her…
“Bend over,” Noah said. “I want to see your cunt.”
Her hair was the first thing to fall toward the floor as she bent over, feet kicking off her sweatpants and her legs opening. She braced both hands against the couch cushions. How aware was she of her predicament? How much did she anticipate him? Was she thinking of everything they had already done – did she want more?
“Touch yourself. I’m not giving you anything until you prove you need it.”
What was more abominable? Lucy’s fingers appearing between her legs, reaching for her pussy? Or the slight sway of her hips when she did it?Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it.Noah had to refrain from touching himself. Worse, he had to hold himself back from falling to his knees and slamming his tongue into that sweet, pink center that now called to him. He would wait. He would torture himself by watching Lucy dip her finger into her pussy and wiggle it around as she slowly began to hump her hand.
Noah forced himself to do nothing but watch for a few minutes. Every few seconds, Lucy’s fingers slid down her slit and brushed against her clit. Her sweet, infuriating nectar dripped from her fingers with every passing minute. There wasn’t much at first. Yet as she began to softly moan and gyrate her hips a little, more came. Soon, all Noah saw was the ripe fruit begging him to take a satisfying bite.
To her credit, Lucy didn’t move when he finally unzipped his trousers and grabbed his erection. That was satisfying enough.Does she hear me groan for her? Does she beg for me to fuck her?Lucy was barely tall enough to brace herself against the couch cushions with her feet flat on the ground. If Noah fucked her too hard, he would lose her to the floor.
Knowing how hard she could grab a man… he might go down with her.
“Oh!” Lucy jerked forward when Noah grabbed her wrist and moved her hand out of the way. Those heavy breaths now attacking his torso brought the infuriatingly delicious scent of her body closer to his cock. That’s when nature took over. Instinct. The shit that ensured the propagation of the species, birth control and fertility be damned. The body didn’t care about that. It cared about fucking. Raw, unconscious fucking that allowed a man to escape into the abyss of nothingness. “Oh.”
Noah didn’t know what it was like for women, never mind how Lucy Craig felt whenever the head of his cock pushed into her cunt and split her apart for the rest of him. How could he know? Furthermore, why the fuck would he care?
That’s it. Shit, that’s it.He had to close his eyes when he completely submerged his cock inside of her. Shit, it was always so easy. So inexplicably easy. Something about him made her so damn aroused. Maybe they were a good match. Maybe he had something about him that served into her kinks. After all, she had willingly entered this relationship. No questions asked. Just a man and his money, and a woman and her cunt.
“Yes…” he thought he heard her say. “Yes…”
Yes to what? To him? How she felt? That she acknowledged something crazy really existed between them?If I vow to fuck her until she can’t take it anymore, would I be here all day?Noah needed to believe it. He needed to believe that he was so good and desirable in bed that women like Lucy, who had known hundreds of men, couldn’t get enough ofhim.
This is all old hat to her at the end of the day.That realization emboldened Noah to fuck her. Not with the anxious movements of a man finding his footing, but with the no-holds-barred thrusts of a man desperate for relief.
Lucy could take it. She knew how. She had taken a hundred men, a hundred cocks, a hundred orgasms. Her profession was to be used by broken men like him. Men who couldn’t have real relationships because of the traumas they had suffered. Men who saw women like Lucy Craig and realized that their salvation was on the horizon.
