Pleasure makes me stiff as fuck, and I can’t stop myself from thrusting up against her, needing more friction.
Some brain activity returns, enough for me to mutter, “Even though we’re in a relationship…” She rubs herself against my cock, making it impossible for me to finish my sentence.
“Yeah?” Carla places her hands on my jaw and leans closer. “What about it?”
She pushes down on me, and I only manage to moan, “I wanted...” I tighten my grip on her hips, “to take it slow.”
Carla stops moving, and her eyes lock on mine. “Do you want to wait?”
“Not anymore. We…” Her mouth crashes against mine, and then I figure we’re done talking.
Carla’s tongue slips into my mouth, and I move my hand to the back of her neck as I tilt my head. Our lips work each other into a frenzy, hunger in every nip, every tug, every suck.
I can feel the heat from her pussy right through our clothes, and lowering one hand to her ass, I push myself up into a sitting position. Breaking the kiss, I say, “Wrap your legs around me.”
Carla doesn’t hesitate, and when I stand up with her in my arms, she begins to rain kisses down my neck until she sucks on my pulse. My fingers dig into her ass as I walk us to her room. I shut the door before carrying her over to the bed. When I lay her down, our eyes lock. The heat in her gaze makes me lose my mind, and the need to consume her overwhelms me.
I push my hand inside her sweatpants and panties, and cupping her pussy, I growl, “Do you want this?”
Carla nods, and she instantly begins to rub her clit against my palm.
I massage her, taking in the feel of her warm skin, and it’s intoxicating. I lean into her and bite her bottom lip before sucking on it. Then I ask, “Are you sure because once I start, I won’t be able to stop?”
She reaches for my shirt, muttering, “I’ve waited years for this. If you ask me one more time if I want it, I’m tying you to the bed.”
I pull my hand free from her pants and help her take off my shirt. While I drop the fabric to the floor, Carla yanks her own t-shirt over her head.
I unclasp her bra and then grab hold of her hands. Pushing them down on the mattress above her head, I tie the fabric around her wrists. Bringing my gaze back to hers, I murmur, “Don’t try to free your hands and keep them there. I’m going to take my time exploring every inch of you.”
Carla nods, her breaths already coming fast over her parted lips.
I move my arm under her back and lift her from the bed. Her breasts rub against my skin, and it causes a rush of blood to surge through my heart. I shift her up the mattress before laying her back down, and then I slip my fingers into her waistband and pull her sweatpants and panties down her legs.
When I have her naked, I kneel between her legs and sit back so I can admire her body. Her plump breasts and pebbled nipples beg me to suck them. Her curves make my hands itch, and the V between her legs makes my cock harden until it feels like I might explode.
The emotions feel primal, and I’m consumed with the need to dominate and worship her.
Chapter 12
CARLA
My eyes are locked on Noah as emotions flash over his face, and then a controlling look tightens his features. It makes my abdomen clench with anticipation.
Holy shit, I’ve waited so long for this, and now that it’s happening, it’s surreal.
Noah takes hold of my thighs and pushes my legs wide open. I don’t feel self-conscious as his eyes burn over my clit and entrance.
I have no idea what to expect from him. I’ve had sex twice, with Claudio, my first boyfriend. Actually, he was my only boyfriend, and I was too young to fully understand what I was doing.
Noah’s gaze trails up my body until they lock on mine. “Are you a virgin?” I shake my head, and it makes a frown form on his forehead. “When?”
“Before I fell in love with you,” I whisper. “I was fourteen.”
His frown darkens until he looks pissed off. “We’ll talk about that later.”
I nod quickly.
He crawls over me, keeping himself braced on his hands and knees, and then he lowers his head, and he presses a tender kiss to my lips. As my lips part to allow him inside my mouth, he pulls back.
I begin to frown, but then he settles back between my legs. His thighs press against my ass, and it lifts my hips off the bed.
Noah brings a hand to my cheek, and his touch is feather soft as he brushes his fingers down to my neck. His eyes follow his hand as he continues down to my breast. When his fingertips skim over my nipple, my back arches, wanting more.
He keeps going over my ribs and abdomen, and his touch is frustratingly restrained when he reaches my clit.
“Noah,” I groan, needing more. So much more.
“Shh…” His eyes lock on mine again as he softly circles my opening.
Finally, he pushes his middle finger inside me, but too quickly, he pulls back out. My body begins to tremble as he lifts his finger to his mouth, and when he sucks on it, heat pools in my core.
Holy hotness.
“I know you need to process things, but can you process my body after you’ve fucked me,” I complain.
A too hot smirk tugs at his lips as he slowly shakes his head. “I need to be in control.”
My body writhes with frustration. “But it’s torture.”
Noah places his hands on the outside of my thighs, and as he rubs his palms up toward my hips, he murmurs, “That’s the idea.” He keeps moving up my body until he cups both my breasts, squeezing them lightly.
I arch into his touch and groan, “To torture me?”
He nods as he leans over me, and then his mouth closes over my nipple. I lift my hips, my clit hot and aching for friction, but Noah grabs hold of my sides and pushes me back down onto the mattress as his teeth tug my nipple.
Noah is everything I’ve ever wanted. With his mouth on my breast, emotion begins to build in my chest, but I push it down, needing to focus on every single thing he does.
His fingers curl into my hips, and for a moment, his touch is firm, but then it lessens again, drawing a frustrated groan from me.
He lets go of my nipple and presses a kiss to my neck, and then he pulls back. His gaze moves over my skin, making me feel hot and needy. One of his hands moves in between my legs, and the pad of his finger again brushes softly over my clit. This time Noah keeps stroking me until the slight touch just about drives me insane.
“You have too much patience,” I growl. Shooting him a glare, I threaten, “I’m a second away from jumping you.”
Again his mouth curves into a sinful smirk.
He knows exactly what he’s doing to me, and he’s enjoying it.
I should’ve known Noah would be dominating in bed, seeing as he’s controlling in every other aspect of his life. The thought makes me submit, and my body relaxes into the mattress.
The moment I do, Noah notices, and his smirk grows into a pleased smile. “I wondered how long you would try to fight me.”
He moves down on the bed, and then his hands grip hold of my hips. The moment his teeth scrape over my clit, my mouth drops open, and my body convulses.
“Noah,” I gasp as intense sensations flood my body and tighten my abdomen, drawing a whimper from me.