Page 28 of Beautiful Noise
Sex. Nasty, kinky, scream-my-name fulfilling sex would be a perfect way to show gratitude.
No, stop it. You absolutely can not sleep with this man.
“A simple thank you will do,” I breathed with no conviction and from the way his lips lifted slightly at the corners, he knew I just lied.
“A thank you. That’s it?”
“Mmhmm?”
With a slight shift, his lips met mine. No pressure or intent, just there, touching, taunting me.
“You sure?”
Oh God.
His tongue eased out and glided across the seam of my mouth seconds before he actually kissed me and for the second time in my life, I understood the saying a kiss was everything. Women used that verbiage all the time. I never had because I had yet to be inspired enough by a kiss to do so, until tonight. The first one was everything and also a daunting reality that justone would never be enough and now this one, the second kiss, was ranking ateverything 2.0.
His hands found their way to my hips which he tugged roughly until I was no longer seated and instead flush against him. I had no idea when he stood but at this moment we were both on our feet, me leaning into Ezren and him holding me in place so I couldn’t escape.
Not that I want to.
The longer we kissed, the more I felt him grow against me. The firmness of him digging into my stomach had me moaning with need, anticipation.
Wait… no. I’m not doing this.
Yes, you are.
Apparently he answered because one of those hands which had been gripping my hip, dipped into my shorts and panties and I felt the warmth of those eager fingers I had been oh so curious about and they didn’t disappoint. They quickly picked up the same rhythm of his tongue against mine expertly massaging and oh…
Thrusting…
“Are we doing this, Ri?” His scratchy voice left his mouth and entered mine.
Yes, yes, fuck yes.
“I don’t know, are we?” I panted, not wanting to be the deciding factor. When he retreated and his hand stilled, I regretted not delivering clarity.
“Kori, tell me what you want. Either we stop or…”
“Keep going, please.”
“You sure?” His brows pinched while he waited and I could see his restraint was weakening.
“Yes, positive, please, keep going.”
His mouth clashed with mine and those fingers, those gloriously skilled fingers, didn’t disappoint. His brown orbsremained fastened to mine until they dropped low to see where he was touching me. Mine followed and although his hand was hidden beneath my shorts, there was no way he didn’t know every stroke made me wetter than the one before until his fingers were coated and slipping in and out of me with ease.
He swore under his breath but didn’t let up. Not even when my pitch heightened and I began to tremble, locking his hand securely between my thighs.
“Shit, shit, shit.” I could hear the panic in my own voice. “Wait, too much…”
“Like hell. No waiting, Ri, let that shit go,” he growled, capturing my mouth again. One or two, possibly even three, of his fingers went deep inside me while his thumb ground hard and fast over my clit. My body bucked violently, my muscles tightening around his fingers over and over again until I stopped fighting it and allowed the destruction to take over.
This had to be one of the most intense and gratifying sexual moments I’d ever experienced. Before I could completely recover from my high, my shorts were being yanked over my hips and while I worked to step out of them, my arms were guided over my head followed by my shirt. A quick draft chilled my skin, causing me to gasp, but it left moments later when soft warm lips made contact with my aching nipples one by one. At that point I was all in and my eyes slammed shut to fully enjoy every single touch.
My feet left the floor and we were moving. I clung to Ezren with my legs secured tightly around his waist. I had no idea where we were going because my head was back and my eyes remained closed but my bare ass eventually landed on a sleek, cool surface.
Kitchen counter.