told you you couldn’t trust me… I’m barely capable of even counting right now.”
“Would you like me to show you how?”
Noah twists in my arms, his heavy voice ruffling the strands of my hair as I remain wrapped around him, not wanting to let go.
His eyes are stern as he turns in my arms, his brows set in a straight line. His stubbled jaw is steel as he gazes at me, and with one thumb, he runs his skin along my chin, making me shiver.
I turn into liquid desire under his touch as he begins to plant a set of kisses on my lips that set me on fire.
“One,” he counts, starting with the first. “Two.” He pulls back. “Do I need to get to three?”
I get the hint, kissing him back.
There was an artistry in our joining, a melding in our mouths moving against each other, in the slick sweetness of each kiss.
My senses come awake as Noah wraps his arms around me and lifts, and I’m barely on the edge of the bed before his kisses lower, leaving my lips to plant along my neck…with Noah counting out loud all the way.
My body shudders as his mouth moves to my breasts. He kisses each tender one.
“I’m at forty-five at this point.” He murmurs for a second. “Ready to stop me?”
“No, I need more lessons, Mr. Quinn. Thank you.” I smile.
Unwrapping the sheet around me, Noah takes full advantage of my body, exposing my nakedness. Every kiss is a hot caress, every brush of his thumbs heaven.
I’ve lost count of his mind-warping kisses when his mouth sinks lower, flicking my belly button. My eyes close, a hungry moan leaving my mouth, just as Noah’s digit descends, one large finger looping around my soaking slit before slipping inside me.
I cry out immediately, the count in my head completely obliterated. I grab onto the sheets.
“Jesus, Noah…”
“You feel so good, Little Bear. I couldn’t resist.”
His Australian accent is stronger when he’s like this. Full of lust.
His words are thick with desire as he swirls his finger inside of me, pulsing slowly, and I come apart, my backside grinding into the sheets as Noah makes a complete fumbling, bumbling mess out of me, my words as shaky as my limbs.
I call out, squeezing my eyes shut as another of Noah’s fingers joins the fun. Pumping my wet pussy with two now, he curls the ends of each so delicately, so skillfully that it leaves me squirming on the bed, panting with need.
I reach for a pillow, pressing it to my face before Noah grabs onto the edge, ripping it right from my grasp, his navy stare steady on my face.
“Don’t hide your voice from me, Sophia. I want every fucking word. And I want you to give it to me.”
I whimper. “I don’t know if I can speak words right now. Not when you’re—You’re…” He pumps me, and I whine. “Fucking hell, Noah. I can’t…”
“You can, Bear. And you will. I want to hear you…” He adds a third finger, swirling until I hear myself scream. “Come for me, Sophia.”
And I do just that.
I come right onto Noah’s hand. The orgasm floods through my body, ripping my senses apart and through it all, Noah doesn’t stop, triggering another one.
Sparks shooting from every limb, I let the lightning that is Noah Quinn rock me from my core outwards as my body loses control. When the shudders stop, I lie there on the bed, boneless, my sighs finally slowing as Noah nears.
He places a tender kiss on my lips.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Little Bear. I’d dreamed of doing that to you for too long.”
I let go of a shaky breath. “Noah, that was so much better than any dream.”
He brushes his lips against my forehead, smelling of masculine pine and cedar, coffee and cream, and every fantasy in-between.
“I have to get dressed. I have Best Man duties. But you stay in bed.” He touches the tip of my nose. “I’ll send up breakfast.”
He heads for the bathroom, and I hear the shower shortly. Satiated and with delicious tingles running down my spine, I stay between the sheets, inhaling the scent that is Noah.
The man was a Sinatra song now—under my skin.
The second we slipped into that cab together on that first crazy night, we found something in each other that just…clicked. Something that fit.
In the span of one night, I found myself more uninhibited with this stranger than I had with any other man. And