Page 57 of Stay With Me
Her chest rises with a deep breath, and she nods.
“Can I take your shirt off?”
“Please,” she says on a moan, and I can’t get to her soon enough.
I bend again to pick her up and place her on the counter. After giving her a quick kiss, I bring her shirt up and over her head and toss it in my hamper. She fists my undershirt to pull me closer, and I’m glad she listened to me after our first date to just go with what she wants to do. I have no problem taking the lead. Hell, I enjoy it. But I love watching her blossom, knowing she’s comfortable enough to try.
I pull her closer to the edge and kiss the side of her jaw. “You’re so beautiful.” Kissing down her neck, I cup her breast through her sports bra and moan into our kiss.
“Noah.”
And, damn, do I love the way she moans my name.
“It’s been too long since I’ve touched you.” Pulling back, I have to remind myself to take my time. “Can I take your bra off?” My voice is gruff.
She tightens her fingers in my shirt and bites at her lip as she brings her eyes to meet mine.
“You can wait for me here while I shower if you don’t want to do anything else,” I tell her softly and lean forward, kissing her forehead, my lips lingering.
I hear her deep breath before she whispers, “I want you to do it.”
“Are you sure? Nothing has to happen tonight,” I tell her, because as much as I want her, I’ll never push her further than she’s ready for.
A smirk pulls at her lips as she nods. “Yeah, I’m sure.”
“Arms up, baby.” My voice comes out strained as lust courses through my body.
She lifts her arms, and I peel her sports bra off and toss it behind me. I look at her, and my breath catches. As I take her in, she moves to cover herself up.
“No, baby, don’t cover yourself up from me. Your beauty takes my breath away.”
“I’m not as endowed as some other women.”
“I don’t care about other women, my Lunabella. To me, you’re perfect.”
And I take her mouth again. She brings her hands to rest low on my abdomen, and her warmth soaks through my shirt, lighting a fire in me. I brush my fingers down her side, cupping her breasts. When I brush my thumb over her nipples, she arches into my touch.
I trail my lips down her neck to the swell of her breasts. Pulling away, I look up at her and see her looking down at me shyly. “Is this still okay?”
Her breath catches as she nods quickly. Leaning forward, I latch onto one of her nipples, gripping her other breast with my hand, and I feel her hips roll against me clumsily.
As I suck a little harder, she groans, “Noah.” Her fingers thread through my hair to hold me in place.
“Your body was made for me, Luna. Never doubt that. Are you ready for more? If you aren’t, we’ll just shower and that’s it.”
“Please. Noah, please don’t stop.”
Her breathless moans fuel my desire.
“Thank fuck,” I whisper as I set her back on her feet and go to turn the shower on.
When I spin back around, she’s already taken her leggings and underwear off. Her arms hang at her sides, a finger on her right hand tapping her thigh as she alternates between looking at me and around the bathroom.
I wait for her to look at me again. When our eyes meet, I slowly strip my pants and boxers off and kick them to the side. As she rakes her eyes over my naked body, her throat bobs with a hard swallow.
I know the moment she sees my dick for the first time because she pauses. Her sharp inhale seemingly echoes in the room.
I walk toward her and place my finger under her chin, forcing her to meet my eyes. A mixture of excitement and worry punctuates her expression.
