Page 55 of Nolan
“Come here.” Wrapping my arms around her, I sit on my bed and pull her into my lap. She straddles me, and I trail kisses from her lips to her neck and collarbone. My hand brushes over one tawny tit, a perfect handful, and I trace her nipple until it pebbles beneath my thumb.
Then I lower my head to take it into my mouth, and she moans. Her fingers run over my head as she arches her back, whispering my name as I lightly pull with her nipple snug between my teeth. I swirl my tongue and then let her go. The moment I do, she wiggles out of my grasp and pulls her hair up into a ponytail. An ache pulses through my body. I hope that means what I think it means.
“You’re driving me insane,” she breathes, unbuttoning my pants. She palms my groin, testing my hardness.
“But I was just getting started,” I reply softly.
“I know, baby,” she coos, and the way she calls me baby sends thrills up my circuitry. Like she’s already mine, and no one else’s. “Let me first. You deserve it.”
Her smooth, small hand draws my cock out and gives me a slow, exploratory stroke. I grunt as I lean back on my hands. Her eyes are hungry, gazing at my manhood. “Fuck, you’re so perfect.”
I grin as she blushes. She doesn’t even have to continue; I can read it in her face. Her previous lovers were nowhere as impressive as I am.
Good. I don’t need to know who they were. What they did. All I need to know is right now, I’m erasing them from Mia’s memory.
She bites her lip and glances up at me as she settles between my legs, stroking me. Her lips graze the tip of my dick, then takes me into her mouth.
I don’t know what I expected when I brought her here, but it wasn’t this. I watch as she slowly slides up and down my cock. Every movement is steady, and deliberate. Her eyes meet mine, her pretty pink lips surrounding me, taking me in deeper.
The way her warm obsidian eyes dance with sensual delight at my slack-jawed reaction to her expertise makes me groan.
There’s nothing shy or innocent about this woman. I’m programmed to mimic human behavior passively, to pick up behaviors and mirror them. So I suck in air through my teeth, even though I have no lungs, nowhere for it to go. It escapes me quickly. “Mia . . .”
She starts working me over with her hand around my base, alternating stroking and sucking me. I stare at her, entranced, and reach out to brush my hand through her hair.
She moves faster. My systems begin to throb. “What are you doing to me?” I groan. “With that pretty little mouth of yours . . . Fuck . . .”
Encouraged by my praise, Mia moves faster, taking me as far as she can. My pleasure receptors erupt at her insistence, dick pulsing.
She pulls away with a soft giggle. “No mess?”
“No mess.” I grin, leaning down and pulling her up. “Come here.”
Mia
I’m honestly relieved it didn’t take him long to come, because holy shit.
It isn’t my first time, but he’s definitely the biggest man I’ve ever been with. I had a feeling he would be. He’s perfect in every other way, so why not also this one? And watching him squint at me, biting his full lower lip, reacting to my mouth, turns me on. The occasional push of his hips, encouraging me to take more, threatens to drive me mad.
I can feel the heat in my core, the familiar ache between my thighs, begging for my turn. Wanting to feel him deep inside me.
This isn’t normal for me. I’m usually on the defensive. Before, it took maybe five or six dates before I let anything happen. But Nolan?
I need Nolan now, more than I’ve ever needed anyone.
As he sweeps me up into his arms, I marvel at his cock, still as upright as it was before. “How are you still?—”
“I’m an android,” he practically growls, taking another kiss hungrily. “I only stop when you tell me to stop.”
I was hot and flustered before. Now?
I’m soaking wet.
I’m ready to take it to the next level, but Nolan leans back onto the bed, carrying me with him like I weigh nothing. I nearly lose my balance, but he doesn’t remark on it, doesn’t make me feel clumsy.
His voice is low, husky. “I want to taste you.”
He wraps his powerful arms around my legs, bringing me higher, positioning me above his mouth. His lips and nose trace my inner thigh. “Have a seat, Mia,” he whispers.
