Page 54 of Love: Take Two

"Hey!" she protests. "I liked those!" But she doesn't pull away. Doesn't close her legs. Doesn't even drop her teasing smile.

And so I lean in and take her engorged clit into my mouth with a firm suck. She bucks into me at the direct contact, but I don't let up. To the suction on her clit, I add a finger into the tight channel of her pussy, thrusting and curling the digit as the muscle memory of her pleasure comes back to me.

"Oh my fucking God," she screams, pushing her heat further into my mouth and drowning me with her arousal. "Ça fait tellement de bien. S'il te plaît, ne t'arrête pas!"

"Oh, I'm not going to stop. Not until you make a mess of my face, baby."

She writhes against me as I lick up and down her moist flesh, nudging her clit with my nose with every stroke. Her whimpers are more French than English now, and my cock is leaking into my pants at the implied praise. It feels good to know I can drive her as mad as she makes me.

"Noah, I'm going to cum. I'm going to—"

She's already cumming, her release flowing onto my tongue as her legs shake uncontrollably against my shoulders. If all we get is one time, I'm going to make it fucking count!

She's still shaking, legs splayed, as I sit back onto my knees and rip open my shirt. I loosen my tie just enough to yank it over my head and throw the ruined material behind me without a care. My belt is next, yanked unceremoniously through the loops of my pants, which are then shucked down along with my boxers.

My dick bobs proudly at Awa, who stares, still speechless. Maybe this is how to get on her good side: drive her senseless with orgasms until she forgets all her little snide comments.

I dig in the pocket of my discarded suit jacket, where I stashed some rubbers just in case things went according to plan. I may not have won her over fully—it's still just sex andfor one night only—but I'm here, she's here, and I'm going to do everything in my power to make it memorable.

I roll the condom down over my rigid length as she watches, then I fall back into the warm cushion of her body. I'm a little pissed she's still got on her bra, since it means I won't get to feel her pebble-hard nipples scrape against my chest, but I can't wait; I have to have her now.

I lift her knee up to my side to get the best angle; I want her to feel me in the back of her throat. Then, I line myself up with her dripping entrance and slowly sink home, reveling in the keening sound escaping her lips. Her juicy pussy is squeezing me tighter as I push further into her, and she grabs my waist to bring me closer still.

"Oooh, shit, Noah. I never imagined you had all that."

"But youdidimagine, huh?" I taunt, playing it cocky when I'm actually seconds from blowing my load into the regrettable condom. Feeling her skin to skin would be incredible, but I know it's out of the question…for now.

She rolls her lips together to keep from speaking further, and I know I've caught her. She might spit daggers, but she's felt this thing between us. She's thought about how good it would be. And boy, is it living up to the fantasies!

I don't call her on her bullshit, instead pounding into her with a relentless rhythm that drives us both crazy. She's scratching my back with her acrylic talons, and I'm practically snarling into the hollow of her neck. Dirty, filthy growls that seem to be making her wetter.

"Fucking dammit."

"So tight."

"Arch a little more, like—Yes! Just like that."

"Do you like that? Am I hitting it right?"

"Don't run now, Awa. Keep your pretty little ass right there."

I feel possessed by some horny demon, but I could not give two fucks. I'm mindless, the sound of our slick skin smacking together driving me closer and closer to ecstasy.

"Are you ready, Awa?" I grunt. She nods, but I shake my head. "No, baby. You can't be ready. I don't hear you begging. I don't think you really want it."

"Give me your cum, Noah. Fuck that thick cock into my tight little pussy until I can't think. Until I can't remember what an asshole you are."

The unexpected barb drags a laugh from me, but I cum anyway, my entire being shooting from the root of my dick straight into Awa. I'm falling, sinking, losing myself in her. I'm out of breath, awed, overwhelmed.

Because it'sneverfelt like that. Not with anyone. Even when we were together before. There was an inkling, but I had no idea it'd be like this.

Her lids are heavy with impending sleep, and that hot feeling in my chest from earlier turns warm. I hope she falls asleep. I hope she forgets she was going to walk out and pretend this didn't happen. I hope she decides to stay and finally see what this feeling between us really means.

She's dozing now, and I pull her closer, even though my fucking legs are tangled in my stupid fucking pants. I don't give a shit. I'm going to hold on to this for as long as I can. I can overthink later. For now, sleep.

Chapter twenty-nine

Awa