Delicious.
He palmed his shaft and teased her clit with the bulbous crown, slicking her down with her remaining cream mixed with his pre-cum.
She writhed beneath him and latched onto his biceps, short nails digging into his skin, adding to the already aching need pulsating in his cock.
He eased inside her and his vision blurred. Warm, cushioned walls engulfed him as though he’d inserted his dick into a padded, velvety glove. Her core enveloped him, holding his cock snug and firm.
Heaven.
As he slipped in and out, his mind wandered to the memory bank where encounters with other women were stored. Never had any compared to this. Not just the sex, but the overall connection. Electrifying and sensual, his entire body quaked for more.
Mira’s voluptuous curves conformed to his body as though she’d been made for him. He gripped her hips, clutching the supple flesh. No protruding hipbones stuck out to interrupt his concentration. No bony thighs jammed into his sides.
Mira curved in all the right places with just the right amount of meat. She was breathtaking in ways he’d never noticed in a woman’s beauty before. Why does she insist on hiding this?
She arched her back and Noah’s vision became distorted as blood rushed to his groin stemming from the thrill of her subtle movement.
He slammed into her and she yelped and bucked up onto him, forcing him to dig in even deeper.
Mira thrust her hips upward, ravenously grinding with a hunger even Noah could sense.
He had to take her harder. Her body silently demanded more. Noah withdrew himself and made his way to the sofa beside her and sat back. “Come here.”
Mira flipped over and crawled up onto his lap.
“Show me how you like it, baby.”
Mira lowered herself down onto his shaft. She placed her hands on his shoulders, using them as leverage to lift herself up, and then she slammed back down again.
A mind-blowing surge of pain ricocheted up and down his cock from root to tip, followed immediately by ripples of erotic tingles. Holy fuck. He loved it. “Again!”
She did as he asked and grunted with each additional plunge onto his cock.
Noah squeezed her breasts together and sucked both nipples at the same time. This was a new treat. A woman with breasts large enough to enjoy at the same time. Hell, she could probably do it to herself. What a great idea. He pushed one breast up toward her face. “Lick it.”
His balls vibrated as she extended her tongue and swirled it around the pink bud he’d offered. Wow. “Where the hell have you been all my life?” He gripped her ass cheeks and wrenched her back and forth, working his cock into her at different angles, scraping against her silky walls.
“This ass has been right in front of you for years.” She grinned as she flipped her long blonde hair away from her face, but as she bounced up and down, grinding back and forth onto his cock, it tumbled right back over her shoulders.
Noah fisted the golden tresses and tilted her head back, exposing the milky skin of her throat. He leaned in, pressed against her breasts, and sucked on her neck. His effort left behind a crimson circle, puffed up on the edges and sure to stay there for a while. He’d marked his territory. He would mark much more before he was done.
His thoughts turned to the memory of her in her reindeer form, harnessed to the sleigh in front of him. The animal inside his human psyche recalled her shiny winter coat and the fluffy white tail, dancing in the moonlight as they glided across the wintry sky. He had indeed commented on her ass before, but not for the reasons she may have believed. “Show me that ass, Mira.”
She stopped and looked down at him with narrowed eyes. Suspicion loomed in the air. “Why?”
“Trust me.” He offered a reassuring smile.
Mira rose up off of him and moved to the floor in front of the sofa. On her knees, she propped up on the armrest.
Noah eased behind her and drew her to him, her back pressed against his chest. He moved his hands around to cup her breasts, playfully plucking her nipples.
Mira laid her head back against his shoulder and caressed the sides of his thighs behind her.
Nudging her away, Noah released her breasts and tangled his left hand in her hair. Running his other hand down her spine, he bent her over in front of him. As her back arched, he squeezed her ass cheek then gave it a healthy slap.
Mira squirmed and shrieked.
A pink handprint rose on her ivory skin, exciting Noah even more. He popped her again.
Mira squealed and giggled. “Shit. That stings.”
“You like it?”
“Mmm hmm.” She moaned.
Noah indulged her once again before he gripped his cock and guided it into her pussy.
Mira sighed loudly as he eased inside. She pushed her ass back against him, forcing him to plummet deeper. Her walls clenched around him and he gasped.
“Do it again.” Her tone became insistent, desperate even.
“Do what?” Noah knew what she wanted, but needed to hear her say it.
“Spank me again.”
Noah reached around to her other cheek and smacked her once again, relishing the way she writhed against his cock immediately after.
“I never knew I’d like that.”
“What else do you think you’d like?” Noah’s mind reeled at all the erotic possibilities.
Mira rose and pressed her back against him again. “I’m not nearly as experienced as you.”
“Let me show you more.” Noah withdrew his cock and stood. “Take me to your bed.”
Mira rose to meet him face to face, but the instant she looked up, she crossed her arms across her stomach as if to hide herself again.
“Uh-uh.” Noah pulled her arms away, revealing her voluptuous curves. “Don’t hide from me.”
A hesitant looking smile appeared on her lips then Mira turned on her heel and Noah followed, watching every sway of her rounded hips as she led him down the hallway toward her bedroom. Her thighs, plump and supple, made her shapely form even more desirable. He wanted nothing more than to grab hold and lose himself inside of her again.
Mira paused at the side of her bed and stared at the floor between them.
“Look at me.” He nudged her chin up, forcing her to look him in the eye. “Show me that confident woman I was making love to a few minutes ago.”
Mira’s cheeks reddened.
Noah leaned down and kissed her, tangling his fingers in her long tresses once again.
Mira eased back onto the bed and Noah clung to her, kissing her neck and nibbling her ear.
When they reached the middle of the bed, Noah took Mira’s hands and brought them over her head where he held them firmly. “Please don’t move them.”
Mira’s eyes widened and she looked at him with a sense of uncertainty as though she were about to cry.
Noah kissed her lips, then her chin. He slowly made his way down, kissing and tasting all of her as he inched toward her stomach. He paused a while, kissing, tasting, savoring her beautiful body, before continuing on and lavishing her thighs with the same adoration. “You’re so beautiful.”
When he rose again, he wriggled between her legs. His cock, hard and throbbing, jammed into her inner thigh. “Tell me you want me.”
Mira looked down through hooded eyes. “I want you.”
“Show me.”
Mira started to move her right hand, but as she did she hesitated and looked at him as though asking for permission.
Noah nodded.
Mira’s lips curled into a hint of a smile then she slid her hand between her legs to where his cock rested against her thigh.
Noah gasped as she took him in her hand and began to stroke. Her eyes were fixed on his and Noah struggled not to look away as she brought him closer to climax.
A brief pause in her movements allowed him to inhale and gain composure until he broke away from her intoxicating gaze to see why she had stopped.
His cock jerked as he watc
hed her fingers slide inside her pussy once again. He held his breath as Mira’s sculpted nail teased her swollen clit.
She shuddered every time she grazed it.
Noah’s heart pounded and his cock throbbed. “So fucking sexy.”
Soft, wet fingers found his shaft once again as Mira took him in her hand. She drew the tip toward her pussy and moved it up and down her now glistening slit. “What did you want to show me?”
Noah pulled her body to him and held her tight. “This.” He panted in her ear as he slowly entered her seam. “Don’t take your eyes off of me.”
Noah held his upper body off her and gazed down at her as he worked his cock deep within her tight, cushiony walls. “You’re all I’ve thought of since that day at Headquarters.”
Mira squeezed her eyes closed and titled her head back.
“Look at me, Mira.”
When she did, Noah searched her eyes, one green, the other blue, as unique and special as the rest of her. “Tell me you felt it too.” He grunted as he plunged in deeper.
Mira bit her bottom lip and shook her head.
“Tell the truth.” She had to have felt it, too.
Tears pooled in her eyes and Noah’s cock pulsed even harder as he worked himself into her core. “Say it.” He squeezed her breast, his mouth inches from hers.
A tear slipped from the corner of her eye and ran down her cheek, disappearing into her hairline. “I’ve always felt something.”
Their bodies rocked back and forth, fused together. “Why didn’t you say anything?”
“I don’t want to be …”
“What? Please tell me. I need to know everything.” A ball of air lodged in the back of his throat as he waited to hear her reply, while gently pumping inside her.
“I’m not like those other women. I want to be the only one.”
Noah lowered his head until his lips were so close he could taste her, and then he eased his mouth onto hers with the most tender kiss he could muster.
Mira’s fingers dug into his back and her legs wrapped tightly around his waist. She jammed her hips upward, forcing him to bottom out inside her, seizing the air in Noah’s lungs as her muscles clenched around his cock.
Noah reacted instinctively, shoving himself in, then pulling out only to dive right back in, until she cried out from the delightful pain he knew he’d inflicted.
Their bodies writhed and glistened with sweat as the pace quickened and the sex suddenly took a turn toward something more, something different, something wild.
Noah’s vision blurred and Mira’s wet hair clung to his arms where he hugged her close, their bodies rubbing against one another.
“I’m gonna come.” He panted.
Mira jammed her fingers between their bodies and he could feel her massaging her clit as he rocked inside her. “Shit.” Her head slammed back into the pillow and her chin jutted upward.
Noah kissed and sucked on her neck and his cock pulsed on the verge of eruption.
“Oh, God, I’m coming.” Mira shrieked.
They both groaned and grunted simultaneously as his cock exploded, filling her with his hot seed. “Fuck.” He growled as waves of ecstasy ravaged his body.
Mira jerked beneath him and he collapsed on top of her, every ounce of energy drained.
Chapter Five
Mira shuddered as chills rippled across her wet body. She reached down and pulled the sheet from the foot of her bed up over Noah and herself.
Noah lay beside her, lifeless. He hadn’t made a sound since he collapsed and his breathing had leveled off. He was probably asleep and for good reason.
She eased up onto her elbows and looked around the room. A shower would be best.
As she started to leave the bed, Noah’s hand gripped her forearm.
“Don’t go.”
“A shower sounds really good right now.”
“It does.” He sat up and pulled her toward him. “But first I want to talk to you.”
Mira laughed. “Noah Donner is into pillow talk? Who would have guessed?”
Noah released her. “I … I just thought that …” He scooted to the edge of the bed. “Never mind.”
Mira’s stomach muscles tightened and she reached out to touch him.
Noah glared down at her hand on his arm.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be a bitch.”
He eased back and the hardened arch of his brow softened. “It’s okay. You don’t have to apologize.”
“I’m not used to this side of you.”
Noah nodded.
“I’m used to the smart-ass Casanova, oozing with charm and clever lines.”
“Mira.” He ran his fingers along her jawline, sending flutters of excitement skittering across her body. “Something’s different.”
Mira tilted her head to the side, curious. “What do you mean?”
“That day in the office, something happened and I don’t think I’ll ever be the same guy you think I am … the guy I used to be.”
“Well, you certainly surprised me tonight.”
Noah leaned in and kissed her on the shoulder. “You surprised me as well.” He brushed her hair away from her shoulder and inched toward her, kissing her neck.
Tingles scattered as an overwhelming feeling of delight washed over her. “How did I surprise you?”
Noah stopped kissing her and looked her in the eyes. “You have passion I had never imagined possible.”
What does that mean? “Why is that?”
“You’re always so quiet, reserved. But underneath there’s this raging fire begging to be stoked.” He shook his head. “I never imagined you’d give me a chance to experience it.”
He is good. Mira laughed. “That makes two of us.”
“So what now?”
“What do you mean?” Mira scooted to the edge of the bed as a sudden flutter of unrest rattled her bones. Where was this conversation heading?
“How do we proceed? Do we just let this stay between us?”
Oh, now I get it. Tears burned her eyes, but she fought them back. She wouldn’t let him see her cry. He doesn’t want the whole world knowing he just screwed me. “I would imagine keeping this quiet is probably best for you.”
“Oh.” He nodded. “I see.”
“Yeah.” Mira grabbed the sheet, wrapped it around her, and headed for the bathroom.
“Does it have to be a secret?”
Mira froze in her tracks. “What do you mean?”
“Do we have to keep this to ourselves or can we just see what happens?”
What is he getting at? “Why would you want to tell people? I’m not exactly trophy material.”
Noah’s brows pinched together. “What?”
“Isn’t that how you operate? You seduce your chosen target then brag to your buddies so they’ll sing your praises?”
Noah moved to the side of the bed and glared at the floor. “I thought you understood.”
“Oh, I understand. I just don’t get why you would brag about nailing me. I don’t exactly measure up to your usual standards.”
Noah stood, and heat flushed her face as he came toward her, his body still glistening with perspiration from their lovemaking session. “Why do you talk about yourself like that?”
“Like what?” She gulped down a hot ball of air in the back of her throat.
“You’re beautiful, Mira. Can’t you see that?”
Her vision blurred as tears pooled. Was she still drunk even after their workout? “You don’t have to say that.” She turned on her heel and continued on to the bathroom.
“Stop!” Noah grabbed her arm. “I’m trying to talk to you.”
“What, Noah?” She dragged in a deep breath to settle the anger struggling to surface.
Noah cupped her face and kissed her softly. “Won’t you at least consider giving me a chance?”
“A chance? For what?”
“To see where this might go.”
Tingles swirled down the leng
th of her spine. “Are you serious?”
“I’ve never been more serious in my life.”
Mira leaned into him and inhaled his unmistakable scent. Is this for real?
“I tried to tell you. I’m not who you think I am.”
Mira eased away as conflicting thoughts bombarded her mind. Could she trust him? Had he really changed? Why now? Why her? She searched his eyes for answers. “I’m trying to wrap my head around this. It’s kind of unbelievable.”
“It’s a bit overwhelming for me, too.” He ran his palms up and down her arms. “All I’m asking for is a chance.”
Mira’s ears boomed as her heartbeat raced with excitement. Was Noah being sincere? “I don’t know if it’s the fact that I still might be a little drunk …” She brushed hair away from her face as her entire body warmed all over. “Or if it’s because of the phenomenal sex, but okay, I’ll try to trust you.”
Noah cupped the back of her neck and pressed his forehead to hers. “Thank you. I promise you won’t be disappointed.”
Butterflies fluttered wildly throughout her insides.
Noah nudged her backward as he pulled the sheet from around her body. “Now, how about that shower?”
Chapter Six
“So, are you going to see her again?” Brock asked as he set two beers on the table between himself and Noah.
“She should be here any minute.”
Brock tapped the table. “Here? Mira is meeting you here?”
Noah glanced over at the door, wondering if Mira would make it on time. “Yeah.” He bounced his knee up and down, restless.
“Wow.”
“What?” Noah shot a worried look in Brock’s direction.
“You’ve never had part two of any date before.”
“What are you talking about? I haven’t even taken her out for a date yet.”
“What do you call last night?”
Noah shook his head. Last night? Shit, how can I put a label on that? “Last night wasn’t a date. It was more of an eye-opener.”
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