Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 16707 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16707 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Gritting my teeth and focusing on my breathing, I lace my hands behind my head and look at the ceiling, trying to count how many nails there are, how many beams, and how long it took my men to finish it.
It calms my raging blood a bit, but not for long.
“Eyes down here, Adrian.” Noelle speaks in between taking me into her hot mouth. After forcing myself to look back down at her, she smiles, spits on my cock, and continues pumping, her eyes never leaving mine.
“Fuck, baby.” I twine my hands behind my head again and dig my heels into the floor, willing my body to hang on. The last thing I want is spilling my seed before I’ve sunk myself into her depths.
Noelle doesn’t say anything, but she alternates between dragging her tongue along my length and sucking the head. And my God, her mouth is heaven.
My eyes roll to the back of my head, and I only get harder than a metal rod. If she continues, I really will end up disappointing her and myself.
“Baby, you need to stop.”
“No.”
“I need to fuck you.”
With a growl, I gently tug her off me, her mouth letting out a popping sound.
She shimmies out of her panties and splays her legs, her pussy bare and already glistening. Bracing my hands on either side of her head, I coast my lips over her cheek, jaw, and the side of her neck. I hit a sensitive spot because she digs her nails into my back and arches.
My good girl.
With one hand, I slide into her tight, wet hole, biting her shoulder and groaning.
Fuck, she feels so damn good. So damn tight. So damn wet. So damn mine.
Mine.
“You’re soaked, baby.”
“For you. Only for you.”
I sit back on my haunches, still buried deep inside her, and lift her legs, draping her calves over my shoulders, letting me go even deeper. I’m delirious with pleasure, and the look on Noelle’s face as she takes every thrust only propels me further to the edge.
I saw in and out of her, sweat dripping down my spine and chest. Everything in me screams to let go and let the pleasure wash over me, but I can’t. I refuse to. Noelle has to come first. Literally.
“Oh, God. Yes, yes, yes!”
“Yes what, baby?”
“Deeper and harder, Adrian.”
She thrashes beneath me, fisting the sheets and locking her ankles behind my head. Fucking Christ. A man can only have so much control.
“Deeper and harder, then.”
I help her out. I slip a hand between us and find her clit, gently rubbing circles and adding to her sensations.
The only warning I get is Noelle’s lips parting on unsteady inhales and her body bowing off the bed.
Her orgasm has just begun, but I’ve already snapped, my hips rutting into her.
“Oh, fuck, Noelle. Fuck, baby.”
Digging my fingers into her thighs for one final plunge, I bury myself as deep as I can and finish with a guttural noise coming from somewhere inside my soul. I’m still riding shockwaves of pleasure and spurting hot jets inside her inner walls as strength leaves my body.
Holy hell. That was … something. SHE is something else. I’ve never come as hard as I did, and it’s like a brand new world has opened up for me, for us.
Noelle was supposed to be off-limits. It was the unspoken rule from day one. But I should have known, rules never stood a chance against her.
I want to care what Peter would think. Really, I do. But if it comes down to it, him or her? I already know the answer, and I’m sick and tired of lying to myself. I’m too far in. Too gone.
She’s not just someone I like. She’s the only person who’s ever made me feel like I’m home.
I roll us over until she’s above me, my cock softening but still inside her. My heart pounds like it’s about to burst, but it’s the feeling of warmth spreading from my chest to my limbs that makes me smile. I plant a kiss on her temple and whisper, “I’m never letting you go, baby. Never. No matter what.”
6
NOELLE
“Iapplied to a couple of schools here, but we’re almost to the end of the school year. So even if I get accepted, I still have a couple of months of rest.” I take another bite of my pancake, savoring the warmth of maple syrup melting on my tongue. Across from me, Adrian sips his coffee, one hand resting lazily on the table as he watches me eat with an amused smirk.
“Can I sit in on one of your classes?”
I snort. “Why would you want to do that?”
“I try to picture you in my head as this teacher, but all I can remember is the ten-year-old who used her mom’s lipstick and smeared it all over her face.”