Page 127 of Stay With Me
I drop my hands to his waist and push his shorts and boxers down as far as my arms will let me. He pulls his hand from my core, and I moan at the loss. He quickly puts the condom on and brings the head of his cock to my entrance. He thrusts forward and buries his length inside me.
A fiery whimper breaks free.
I’m so full.
“Jesus,” Noah pants as he slams into me again. “You’re so tight, it’s always so good.” His grip on my hip digs into my skin.
He slides out of me, and I roll my hips, trying to pull him back in. “So good. More. Please,” I gasp.
His eyes meet mine as he brings his thumb to my clit. “You feel it, don’t you? How right this is?”
I nod because I do.
It’s perfect because it’s us.
“You’re mine, Luna. You always have been. No matter what he thought or that he grew up thinking God made you his. Because you were always mine. Tell me you feel it,” he says.
My stomach flutters at his words.
I pull him close and kiss him, pouring all my feelings into it.
He picks up his pace as he pulls away. “Tell me you feel it.”
“I feel it,” I whisper. “I love you so much.”
As soon as the words leave my mouth, he groans and slams into me. “I love you too, my Lunabella. You own every piece of me.”
He angles his hips and brushes his thumb faster on my clit.
My vision starts to fill with black dots as my body shivers.
“That’s it, baby. Give it to me.” He pumps his hips faster, burying himself deep inside me.
A whimper escapes me as my nails rake across his shoulders.
My legs tremble as I crest over the edge, allowing my orgasm to take over.
Ecstasy explodes through me as I feel him fall over the edge with me. His lips meet mine, and he inhales my moans, taking everything I have to give him.
As I blink to clear my vision, he drops his forehead to my shoulder.
I look at the clock. “Look at that, plenty of time to spare.”
I squeal when I feel his teeth on my shoulder. A chuckle escapes me as I shake my head.
We pull apart, and he ties off the condom and tosses it in the garbage can.
My eyes follow him as he pulls his boxers and shorts up. “Keep looking at me like that, Luna, and we’ll be late to get Jess.”
“Oh no, mister. We can’t be late,” I say as I look around for something to clean up with.
He opens a drawer and pulls out some napkins.
I grab them and clean myself up before adjusting the straps to my sundress and hopping down. I toss them in the garbage and turn back toward Noah.
He pulls me in for a quick kiss and laces our fingers together. “Let’s get you a new pair of panties and go get our girl.”
My cheeks lift with my wide smile, and my chest swells with happiness.
