Page 37 of The Getaway

He focuses his attention on that spot before moving to the other side. Hell, even I didn’t know I was carrying any stress there either, but he knew exactly where to find it.

I’m so lost in his ministrations that I almost miss Noah breaking the silence and saying, “Fuck it,” under his breath. I slowly peel my eyes open and turn my head just in time to see Noah swinging his feet off his massage table, holding the sheet around his waist to cover himself.

“Out,” Noah seethes through clenched teeth as he moves toward me.

My eyes widen, the relaxed state that Collin had put me in immediately vanishing. Noah stops next to me at the head of my table, and I push to my elbows, not missing how his eyes immediately drop to my chest.

Collin doesn’t move, his hand still resting on my back as he addresses Noah.

“Excuse me, sir?”

Noah doesn’t remove his stare from me, showing me just how serious he is about kicking these two out. I turn to apologize to the guys but come up short when I find Leo already smirking at Noah’s back.

“We’ll come back for the tables in a couple hours,” Leo says, flicking his gaze to Collin and tipping his head toward the door.

With his hands still on my back, Collin looks between the two other guys in the room.

“But I was just—”

“It’s okay, Col,” Leo interrupts before pointedly looking at Noah. “We can give them privacy and come to collect our things later.”

I smile apologetically at the two of them, watching as they leave. Only when the front door audibly closes behind them do I look back at Noah.

“What the hell was that?” I question, sitting up on the bed with my feet off the side and not bothering to cover myself.

He doesn’t answer me though, choosing to slowly stalk around the side of the table and stopping in front of me.

“Why did you kick them ou—”

All words leave me as he drops his sheet and my mouth hangs open at the sight of how turned on he is.

“Because those damn sounds that kept leaving your lips were driving me insane.”

He takes a small step back, gripping his hard cock tightly in his hand and slowly pumping himself.

“Do you see what just hearing you does to me? How those beautiful sounds you make affect me so damn much?”

I squeeze my thighs together but fight to stay focused.

“So, you kicked out the man who was giving me the best massage of my life because you were turned on?”

I’m baiting him. We both know he wouldn’t have kicked them out like that to just tell me how turned on he is.

Noah releases his cock, stepping up closer until he is towering over me. I try to ignore his hard length pressing against my knees and swallow thickly as I tilt my head to look up at him.

“I kicked them out of here because all I could think about was just how perfect you sounded. I kicked them out because every time you moaned; it was driving me insane that it wasn’t because of me.” He reaches for me, running his thumb over my bottom lip. “I kicked them out of here so that I could bend you over this table and fuck all of those sounds out of you.”

When his thumb passes over my lip again, I can’t resist the urge to open my mouth and catch it between my lips. Holding his gaze, I suck his thumb, swirling my tongue around it and drawing a groan from him that encourages me to do it again.

“Stand up,” Noah demands suddenly, yanking his thumb from my lips and taking a step back. I do as he says, standing bare before him and fighting the urge to rub my thighs together again for some sort of relief.

“So beautiful,” he murmurs as his gaze trails up my body. His cock is back in his hand, and I think about how much it turned me on to have him in my mouth yesterday. I’m about to sink to my knees again when he speaks.

“Turn around and bend over.”

Swallowing thickly, I eagerly listen, turning and folding myself over the side of the massage table. I brace my elbows on the edge, arching my back and wiggling my ass slightly.

Noah immediately grips my hips, holding me still. I look over my shoulder to watch him. His tongue darts out, wetting his lips as he stares down at my ass.

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