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Authors: Marie Harte
Tags: Erótica
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feelings he couldn’t—and didn’t want to—identify. “Well, whatever was in me, you brought it out. Shit, Lara. You’re fucking amazing.”
Her cheeks turned pink, but she didn’t look away. “So are you.”
“So we going to go two out of three? That might have been a fluke.”
“You want to do it again?”
He grunted. “That’s a stupid question.”
“But, well, can you?”
“Lara, trust me. That was just the beginning.”
She bit her lower lip, and the endearing gesture socked him hard in the gut. What the hell?
“Well, if you’re sure.”
“Let me get a change of clothes, and I’ll be right back. I’ll show you sure .” He needed more condoms. A lot more.
Lara watched him leave and closed the door behind him. She took a few steps to her bed and flopped down onto it. Holy crap, but she’d never felt that before. Sure, she’d had her share of orgasms, mostly by her own hand. A few of her ex-boyfriends had tried to please her, but the lackluster climaxes had convinced her she’d always done something wrong. Now she wondered if it had been them and not her.
Letting Noah take charge had been a little scary, but she’d been so hungry for him, she would have accepted just about anything he wanted to do. But that… He’d been so demanding, so forceful. She should have been frightened, at the least pleaded with him to slow down. But she’d known, deep down, they belonged together. She froze. Belonged together ? How could she think that? She’d just met Noah, knew little about him, and hadn’t been with anyone else in years. Yet she’d allowed him to order her around. She’d put her mouth around his penis— hello, unprotected sex —and still didn’t care. How stupid could she be? Yet she instinctively knew he’d take care of her.
He always has and always will, sugar.
Oh hell, not the voice again. But for once, Lara didn’t mind the words. She wanted to believe them.
She tingled all over just thinking about what she and Noah had done. And he was coming back.
For two years, she’d gone without. She knew she had nothing to worry about sexually. No diseases and a habit of taking the pill she’d never given up, hopeful she might need the protection again. But she didn’t know enough about Noah to go skin to skin, as much as she wanted to. In hindsight, sucking him off hadn’t been too smart, but God, he was so sexy.
He returned sooner than she’d expected. Or maybe she’d been so lost in fantasies of him that she’d lost track of time. Ghosts, stolen paintings, and dead bodies paled next to Noah First in the flesh. His eyes flashed, more green than brown, and she could do nothing more than lean up on her elbows and watch him, knowing him for the large predator he truly was.
After once more locking the door behind him, he tossed a small bag on the floor. “I’ve been thinking about it. You’re not safe alone.”
Disappointment speared her. Was that why he intended to spend the night? Though he’d said he’d be roaring to go again, in her experience, once the guy got his, he normally petered off to sleep.
“I’ll watch over you, Lara. Close. Real close.” He shrugged out of his shirt, shoes, socks, and pants and stood in nothing more than white boxer briefs that left little to the imagination. Noah had muscles on top of muscles, and the long, thick shaft that had felt so big in her mouth looked huge and hard between his legs, encased by white cotton.
“Now strip down, and then you and I have a few things to talk about.”
“Like?” She couldn’t stop staring at him. A hunk, truly. All hers, and he wanted to talk?
“Like the fact that I’m clean. I haven’t been with a woman in nearly six months. I only have one more condom, and no way in hell is it going to be enough. So unless we do some sucking or ass fucking, we’re going to need to get creative.”
She
Her cheeks turned pink, but she didn’t look away. “So are you.”
“So we going to go two out of three? That might have been a fluke.”
“You want to do it again?”
He grunted. “That’s a stupid question.”
“But, well, can you?”
“Lara, trust me. That was just the beginning.”
She bit her lower lip, and the endearing gesture socked him hard in the gut. What the hell?
“Well, if you’re sure.”
“Let me get a change of clothes, and I’ll be right back. I’ll show you sure .” He needed more condoms. A lot more.
Lara watched him leave and closed the door behind him. She took a few steps to her bed and flopped down onto it. Holy crap, but she’d never felt that before. Sure, she’d had her share of orgasms, mostly by her own hand. A few of her ex-boyfriends had tried to please her, but the lackluster climaxes had convinced her she’d always done something wrong. Now she wondered if it had been them and not her.
Letting Noah take charge had been a little scary, but she’d been so hungry for him, she would have accepted just about anything he wanted to do. But that… He’d been so demanding, so forceful. She should have been frightened, at the least pleaded with him to slow down. But she’d known, deep down, they belonged together. She froze. Belonged together ? How could she think that? She’d just met Noah, knew little about him, and hadn’t been with anyone else in years. Yet she’d allowed him to order her around. She’d put her mouth around his penis— hello, unprotected sex —and still didn’t care. How stupid could she be? Yet she instinctively knew he’d take care of her.
He always has and always will, sugar.
Oh hell, not the voice again. But for once, Lara didn’t mind the words. She wanted to believe them.
She tingled all over just thinking about what she and Noah had done. And he was coming back.
For two years, she’d gone without. She knew she had nothing to worry about sexually. No diseases and a habit of taking the pill she’d never given up, hopeful she might need the protection again. But she didn’t know enough about Noah to go skin to skin, as much as she wanted to. In hindsight, sucking him off hadn’t been too smart, but God, he was so sexy.
He returned sooner than she’d expected. Or maybe she’d been so lost in fantasies of him that she’d lost track of time. Ghosts, stolen paintings, and dead bodies paled next to Noah First in the flesh. His eyes flashed, more green than brown, and she could do nothing more than lean up on her elbows and watch him, knowing him for the large predator he truly was.
After once more locking the door behind him, he tossed a small bag on the floor. “I’ve been thinking about it. You’re not safe alone.”
Disappointment speared her. Was that why he intended to spend the night? Though he’d said he’d be roaring to go again, in her experience, once the guy got his, he normally petered off to sleep.
“I’ll watch over you, Lara. Close. Real close.” He shrugged out of his shirt, shoes, socks, and pants and stood in nothing more than white boxer briefs that left little to the imagination. Noah had muscles on top of muscles, and the long, thick shaft that had felt so big in her mouth looked huge and hard between his legs, encased by white cotton.
“Now strip down, and then you and I have a few things to talk about.”
“Like?” She couldn’t stop staring at him. A hunk, truly. All hers, and he wanted to talk?
“Like the fact that I’m clean. I haven’t been with a woman in nearly six months. I only have one more condom, and no way in hell is it going to be enough. So unless we do some sucking or ass fucking, we’re going to need to get creative.”
She
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