Page 83 of The Commander

Then he lifts me, and my pussy is pressed against his length. Nothing in this world could stop us, and I don’t want it to.

“Goddamn it, my shower has a shelf,” Noah curses, pushing me into the wall.

“You got this, big boy,” I tease, despite the urgency we both face.

“You’re very heavy.” By some magic his cock is at my entrance.

I laugh and groan simultaneously at his teasing.

Then his hips shunt upwards, and his thick shaft enters me.

“Oh God.”

“Hold on.” Noah palms the wall, his other bicep doing all the work as I grip his shoulders and cling to him with my thighs.

“More, more, go harder,” I cry, and oh my God, he does.

Slamming into me, his eyes on me like a wild predator, all talk of going slow flies out the window. Our moans fill the shower, and all I see is Noah, all I feel is his huge penis filling me, pleasuring me and hitting that spot that’s about to make me scream.

Then what?

Then the talking will start, and I don’t yet have the answers he seeks.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

NOAH

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As my orgasm blasts inside of the woman I’ve loved for what feels like forever, she shudders around my length.

Christ, she feels like heaven.

There’s no way anything feels better than this.

She flops against my chest. I pull out of her, turn off the water and carry her out to the bed.

Showering can wait.

I’m not done.

I lay her out on the bed, and she starts to curl up like a kitten.

I climb over her, nudging her onto her front, then lift her ass in the air.

“Noah, I can’t.”

“Yeah, you can.” I press my finger onto her clit, and she comes alive again. “That’s it.”

“Oh, fuck, I’m going to die.”

“No chance. I need to keep you alive a little longer so I can see your mouth around my cock.” I speed up the invigorating moments on her pussy, and Quinn presses her ass against said appendage. “You’re such a dirty girl.”

“Jesus, I’m going to come again.”

That’s my cue.

My dick is hard again already, and I plow into her as she spasms around me.