Page 54 of Off Her Game
He pulled away to slide off her panties.
She bucked off the sofa when his mouth licked along the tattoo again and latched onto her. He released to breathe out, “Blowing fire.”
His finger slipped inside her, massing until he found an internal spot that made her buck with a scream of pleasure. He synced his internal touch to his mouth on her.
“That’s it. Let go for me, Tori.”
“Holy fuck, Noah…”
“I’ll catch you, dragonfly. I promise. You can let go.” He increased his rhythm. Her world exploded. She choked on a sob against a moan when he sucked her too-sensitive bud.
He stopped to kiss back up her stomach.
“How the hell did you learn to do that? It was great, don’t get me wrong.” It sounded coherent, even though her mind remained fuzzy. For all his odd awkward moments,thathadn’t been the act of a novice or someone consumed with insecurity.
“I’m a studier. This and programming were the only things that interested me in college. Turns out if you’re willing to learn, there’re girls willing to teach. They might not have wanted to be seen with me in the daylight, but learn a few skills and even I’m acceptable in the dark.” The sadness of the words melted her heart.
“Their loss.”
“You only say that because I look like this now. This look took a couple of trainers, a lot of daily work, and the stress of running a business to shed the pounds.”
She cupped his cheek. “I don’t care if you have the body of a Greek god. We’re back to clichés and unreasonable social standards. If you prefer to eat Twinkies and pizza for the rest of your life, then I’m good.” But she added, “I might also need some decent gaming competition from time to time, too.”
He grinned and laughed. “I’m not big on cakey processed food. My weakness is ice cream. To have a high quality Rocky Road…” He rolled his eyes heavenward.
“I’ll remember that.”
“I like exercising. It helps to free my mind when I’m trying to figure something out. Biking isn’t my thing, though. Had a crash and broke my collarbone a few years back. Swimming. That I’m pretty good at. Shit, I’m ruining the moment, aren’t I?”
She shook her head and suppressed a giggle. With a tug, she pulled his lips to hers. “What else did you learn?”
He groaned but stilled her roaming hands to step away. She moaned complaint.
“I’ll be right there, dragonfly. Hang on.” He fumbled to find his wallet and slid on a condom. Then he was back.
“My turn.” She leaned forward but he pulled back.
“I’m so close to the edge that I can’t right now. I need to be inside you the first time.” He leaned over her and caught her mouth in a kiss. “Tell me you’re sure. That this isn’t just the product of fear.”
“God, yes. Stop asking. I need you deep. I need you to shuck the nice guy right now. Be bad with me, Noah.”
“I promise we’ll get there, dragonfly. You haven’t done this in a while, I assume. Let’s take it slow at first.” He eased himself inside her with an agonizing slowness, stretching and filling. Her mind wanted it hard, but he was right. Her body needed time to adjust.
“Relax for me,” he whispered. “I’m going to get you there as hard as you want, but in a minute.”
A sound escaped her, half acceptance and half distress as he worked himself inside. It was so, so good. He surged the rest of his length into her.
“Oh my God. So fucking good.” His head dropped forward. She ran her hands beneath his shirt desperate to feel the planes of his back. Hot skin slid beneath her fingers.
“Maybe it’s been a while since either of us did this.” She leaned upward and kissed the side of his exposed neck, gently scraping her teeth. “I need hard and fast, baby. And deep.”
Something in him snapped. With a groan his fingers speared into her hair and tilted her head for his kiss. “Hold on tight.”
She grabbed his arms as he scooped a hand beneath her ass to angle her upward and pistoned hard and deep. Over and over.
Pleasure rose within her, spiraling and twisting.
“Deeper?” He waited for her nod to flip her over and pull her ass in the air. This time when he slid in, it was so deep her body shuddered. He kissed along her neck, his body arching over hers with the warm skin of his chest in contact with her back. “You feel me?”
