Page 31 of The Getaway

“Yes,” I gasp as he bites down on one, making my back arch away from the wall and into him.

Reaching for his shirt, I fumble through unbuttoning it while he switches to repeat his attention to my other breast. Just as I’ve undone the last one, Noah pulls back, shoving the shirt off and dropping it behind him. The cool air against my chest causes me to shiver as I take in his bare chest.

“You’re fucking breathtaking,” he murmurs, bringing a single finger to the top of my chest and tracing the side of my breast. I groan when he pinches my nipple between his fingers.

Grabbing for him, I find his belt and try to tug him closer but he stays put.

“Out of your dress,” he demands. Such a simple sentence has my entire body reacting. I fumble for the hem, messily pulling it over my head and not even caring if I look sexy or if my hair gets messed up.

The second I drop the dress to the floor, Noah is closing the distance between us and wrapping his hands around my thighs to lift me up. He pins me to the wall as I wrap my legs around his waist, moaning when his cock brushes against my clit. I didn’t even get a chance to notice that he took his clothes off while I was undressing, but Noah doesn’t give me a second to comment.

Keeping my back against the wall, he pulls his hips back, making his hard length slip between my thighs. His grip on my thigh moves between us, following along the seam of my thong with a groan.

“Was this expensive?”

I shake my head. “No, they’re just from—”

He doesn’t let me finish my sentence. He yanks them to the side, ripping them where the fabric meets at the back and then tearing them from my hips.

“Holy shit,” I gasp, grateful they were a Target clearance find and not the fancy matching ones I bought last week. While part of me wonders if I should be angry that he just destroyed perfectly good underwear, it only turns me on more.

He thrusts his hips into me, his cock rubbing along my pussy. His fingers dip between us again, pushing his cock aside as he slides two of them into my entrance. As he pushes them into me, he drops his head to my shoulder.

“Look at you. Dripping and ready for my cock.”

His words have me clenching in anticipation and all I can do is moan his name.

“That’s it baby, say my name while I make you cum.”

That’s the only warning I get before he’s removing his fingers and replacing them with his cock, thrusting fully into me with ease. I curse loudly and unabashedly as his pelvis hits my clit. He stays still, sucking in a deep breath, leaning back to look between us.

“Shit, Sugar. That’s it, choke my cock,” he grunts, pulling out slowly before slamming back into me. “Your cunt is a perfect vise grip made specifically for me.”

With my head thrown back and my hands on his shoulders for support, all I can do is take him. Each time he pushes in, his pelvis hits my clit, sending shocks of pleasure through me. When I open my eyes to look down at him through my lashes, he’s focused on my face.

Picking up his pace, he tightens his hold on my ass, fucking me against the wall as if there’s no time left in the world.

My eyes drop closed, my orgasm building faster than I expected.

“Touch yourself, Sugar. Your pussy is so fucking perfect. I’m not gonna last long.”

Without hesitation, my hand drops from his shoulder and finds my clit.

“You’re so fuckin’ sexy,” he murmurs, and I moan his name again in response. Noah continues to speak, those filthy perfect words falling from his lips with that Southern drawl.

Between his mouth, his perfectly timed thrusts and my fingers circling my clit, tension pools in my lower stomach, warmth spreading through my entire body as he picks up his punishing pace.

“Noah,” I moan breathlessly.

“Cum with me, Sweetness.”

With one final hard thrust, my orgasm rakes through my body, tearing through and pulling my pleasure out. Noah cums just as hard, dropping his head to my shoulder and saying my name as we both ride our endorphin high.

We stay like that for a few moments, catching our breath and getting our bearings back. When he finally looks up at me, he has an adorable half grin on his lips.

“I could make you cum all night long and never tire of the sounds you make.”

Laughing, I open my mouth to respond but I’m cut off by pounding against the wall and a muffled voice yelling from the other side.

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