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As if I have a choice. Hannah takes me into her mouth, sucking my head and flicking her tongue into my slit before she bobs down and then back up, holding herself there with the head of my cock in her mouth, swirling her tongue around me.
Waiting.
Wrapping her ponytail around my hand, I hold tight, rolling my hips up from the couch until I slide back into her throat. Itfeels so fucking good that I do exactly what she asked me to. With my hand in her hair, I thrust my hips up wildly, losing my fucking mind when Hannah swallows around me and drops her hand between my legs, tugging lightly on my balls and rolling them with her fingers as she sucks me down.
“Oh, my god,” I mutter, my hips snapping up, fucking her face with abandon, heat flooding my body as I climb closer and closer to the edge. “I’m so close, Hannah.Fuck,” I grit out. And when she grips my hip with one hand and slides the other one behind my balls, tapping some spot with her fingers that has me seeing stars, I know it’s over for me.
“I’m coming, Gorgeous,” I rasp. “Be a good wife and swallow. Every drop, baby.”
Two more sharp thrusts and I’m gone. Pleasure explodes in my brain as I come on a growl, spilling down her throat as my heart thunders in my ears and my breath wheezes out of my lungs. The second I’m finished, I drag Hannah up, wrapping my arms around her and sealing my mouth over hers. Licking into her mouth, I taste the remnants of my release on her tongue, and even though I just came, my cock jerks, like it’s already ready for more.
I know I am.
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
HANNAH
Noah moans into my mouth, as if his cum on my tongue is the best thing he’s ever tasted, and I think that nothing has ever been hotter than this. Except then, with his mouth still on mine, Noah twists on the couch until he’s on his back and I’m sprawled over him, naked except for my underwear, so horny I could actually die.
Noah clamps his hands on my hips, thrusting up against me, and somehow, he’s half hard again even though he literally just came. “I feel you rubbing that hot cunt all over me, Gorgeous,” he rasps into my mouth. “Does sucking my cock get your pussy wet?”
“You know it does,” I mutter, dragging his mouth back to mine, letting him kiss the breath out of me. Turns out, after telling the most perfect man alive that I love him, there is very little that doesn’t turn me on.
“Well, let’s do something about that.”
Before I can figure out what he means, he’s locking his hands on my hips, dragging me up his body until I’m straddling hisneck. “Noah, what the fuck,” I gasp, slamming my hand to the wall behind the couch so I don’t topple over.
“Now Hannah,” he says with a grin. “I would think a talented romance writer such as yourself would know exactly what the fuck. What the fuck is that you are going to sit your pussy right on my face. You had my cum dripping down your chin. Now I want yours dripping down mine. If I’m not mistaken,ride your faceis on your fantasy list. Let’s check that one off right now, yes?”
Heat arrows through me at the visual. “Yes, please,” I manage.
Noah curls both hands into the waistband of my underwear and pulls, tearing the thin fabric clean off my body.
“Holy shit,” I mutter. “So hot.”
Noah winks at me and drops my tattered underwear to the floor. “You know it. And you know what else is hot? Your cunt on my mouth. So, get the fuck up here, Gorgeous.”
Grasping my waist, Noah lifts me straight onto his mouth like I weigh absolutely nothing, spearing his tongue straight inside me and rocking me over his face.
“Fuck yes,” he mumbles, the vibration of his words shooting sparks of pleasure straight through me. “You taste amazing.”
Dragging his tongue over me, Noah slides a hand around my hip and down, pushing two fingers deep inside me and curling them while he rings my clit, and I feel him everywhere. Pressing my hand against the wall so hard my knuckles turn white, anchoring my other hand in Noah’s hair, I roll my hips, riding his face while he grunts against me, a moan falling from his throat like he’s enjoying this as much as I am, the pleasure almost too much to bear.
“Oh, my god,” I moan out when Noah latches onto my clit and sucks, curling his fingers to hit the perfect spot inside me and gripping my waist with his free hand so hard I’m sure he’s going to leave marks. I hope he does. I want the evidence thathe was here. That he wants me as much as I want him. I want to be owned by him. “I’m so close.”
“I can feel it,” he murmurs. “Your pussy is squeezing my fingers so tightly. Come for me, Hannah. Let me feel it.”
I grind down on his fingers then roll my hips as I spiral higher, reaching for the peak that’s just out of reach until Noah sucks harder, flicking me with his tongue at the same time as he pushes his fingers deeper, curling all three and shoving me straight over the edge. My orgasm hits me so fast I almost topple over, holding onto Noah’s hair for dear life as I ride it out. Every time I think I’m done, another wave hits me, my vision blurring as my orgasm goes on and on.
When it’s finally done, I lift myself off Noah’s face, ready to slide down and collapse, but he grips my hips, dragging me back. “Give it back, Gorgeous. I’m not done yet.”
Holy. Fuck.
When Noah latches back onto my clit, I think I might scream, but I’m too far gone to know for sure. He eats me like I’m his favorite meal, moaning and grunting into me as he alternates between playing with my clit and fucking me with his tongue until I’m a groaning, dripping mess on top of him. Just when I think I can’t take anymore, Noah slides a finger into me, then glides it back, ghosting over my ass.
“Noah, fuck!” My throaty moan at that deep, aching pleasure spurs him on, and he presses the tip of his finger inside me as he sucks my clit into his mouth and I’m gone. Dead. RIP me because I am no longer of this earth as I explode into a million pieces, my orgasm so intense it’s almost painful. I’ve never felt anything like this.
When it finally ebbs, Noah sits up, sliding me down so he can wrap his arms around me. I drop my head to his shoulder, panting, my heart beating way too fast to be healthy. “That was…I don’t even know what that was,” I manage, burying my face in his neck.
