Protecting His Kidnapped Family - Leslie North Page 0,42

on tiptoe, bringing their mouths closer together, and said, “Make me.”

Time seemed to slow as a muscle ticked near his tense jaw. Then he was on her, his lips and hands everywhere all at once. She couldn’t get enough. It would never be enough. She twined her arms around Noah’s neck and jumped, locking her legs around his waist. His big hands encircled her waist, then slipped lower to cup her butt though her jeans. He licked and nipped and stroked her tongue with his as he picked her up and turned to set her down on the mattress, following close behind her and stretching his big, muscled body out beside hers, one leg thrown over hers to keep her where he wanted her.

He seemed as turned on as she was, pulling off her clothes in a hurry, then his own, until they were both naked and ready, so ready, for more. She rolled him over onto his back and kissed her way down his chest, showing him without words how much she adored him. She stopped to tease and lick his sensitive nipples with her mouth and traced the outline of his beloved angel tattoo with her fingers before she worked her way down the center of his abs, tracing the line of dark hair straight to his hard cock. Serena knelt between his spread thighs and took him in one hand, swiping her thumb across the head of his length, catching the drop of moisture there and bringing it to her lips to taste him, her gaze locked with his the entire time.

His eyes darkened and his mouth parted, a tiny moan of need escaping him before he reached for her. She dodged his hand, unwilling to stop until she’d fulfilled all her wicked fantasies. Serena bent and licked his cock slowly, loving the feel of him on her tongue, before taking him into her mouth. Noah bucked beneath her and gasped, but she placed her hands on his thighs to keep him still, wanting to take her time and savor this precious moment when her big, tough man was totally at her mercy, totally focused on her and not trying in the slightest to get away. He threaded his fingers through her hair, not forcing her at all, just guiding her to what he liked best. It was the hottest thing she’d ever done.

“Sweetheart,” he whispered, his muscles tensing beneath her hands. “You don’t have to…”

“I know,” she said, pulling off of him and grinning. “But I want to.”

“Yeah?” he said, narrowing his gaze on her down the length of his body. “Know what I want?”

She sat up a little more, still working him slowly with her hand. “No. Tell me.”

“You,” he said, moving so fast she barely had time to squeak out her surprise, and rolling her beneath him. “All of you, you little vixen.”

Then he started kissing and stroking her and she forgot all about everything except this man, this moment, and the incredible way he made her feel. He worshipped her breasts, then kissed his way down her stomach to part her thighs. Lying between them, he gazed at the treasure he’d uncovered, looking like a starving man. Serena wasn’t a shy girl, but damn. He was looking at her almost reverently and she couldn’t stop herself from blushing and trying to cover herself. He stopped her, gently moving her hands aside so he could look his fill at her.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, staring up at her with wonder.

“I’m not. Not anymore. After the baby…” she started to say, but then he leaned in and ran his tongue over her slick folds and she nearly came on the spot. It had been so long since she’d been worshipped like that and it felt so, so good.

“You are beautiful to me, Serena. Always have been. Always will be. No matter what,” Noah said, his warm breath teasing her most sensitive flesh. “Let me love you.”

Her heart caught at that, ached. She wanted him to love her, so much it hurt. But not just in bed. She wanted him to love her everywhere, all the time. Her and Gracie. She wanted Noah to admit his feelings and not block them out or run away from them anymore.

Then he licked her again and thrust two fingers inside her, working her in the sweetest way, and all rational thought left her head. All she could do was feel and experience and enjoy. There’d be plenty of time