Tropesville

Chapter Thirteen

Mikaela POV

I couldn't tell you exactly why but when I laid underneath Noah, for the first time in my life I trusted someone completely. Maybe it was the way he touched me and kissed me, the way I could feel both his desire and his control, the way he both took what he wanted and gave me what I needed that did it. Or maybe it was that I knew that he wasn't judging me, my virginity wasn't a prize to for him to take once and leave. He made me believe that he would want me no matter my past.

His touch was beautiful, sensual, tender yet firm. His mouth sought me out, everywhere he kissed was a new experience and he made me feel wanted. The soft groan he let out when his lips ran over my nipples made me shiver. The attention he gave me, the whispered pleas and curses, the moans of pleasure I heard as he moved down my body, made me feel like he wanted nothing else in the world except me.

When he slid his finger into me he growled, and his teeth sank into my thigh. I couldn't stop myself from calling his name and begging for more. I don't know how he did it, but as he pushed another in, curling them until he found a spot that made my thighs quake, I felt both worshipped and completely owned. His tongue pressed into my centre and heard his hum of approval as my hips moved against it. I didn't know what I was doing, only that it felt good, and I wanted more. I sought out the rough warmth of his tongue and the coarse prickles of his beard stinging as his mouth soothed and drove me towards the edge.

Then he did something different with his mouth, I have no idea what, but it made me gasp. The edge I was flirting with suddenly dropped away and I begged him not to stop. I felt myself fall and waves of warm pleasure rolled over me. Noah held onto me until I stopped moving and I tried to wiggle away suddenly not wanting to be touched there.

Noah chuckled as he kissed his way back up to my mouth. It felt good, but every inch of me was still tingling and I felt ticklish, both wanting to squirm away from his touch and not wanting him to stop. He kissed at my neck before he moved his head above mine. "You ok?" he asked softly.

"Yeah," I said. Then I laughed, "I think you're really good at that."

Noah laughed too, "Well, I quite like doing it," he paused and licked his lips. Then his smile fell away, replaced by a look I was starting to recognise as lustful. "I like making you call my name."

I didn't know what to say but looking into his eyes I knew I wanted more. I kissed him and tasted myself on his lips, and in his beard. Curious I licked at his lips before pulling away. I could feel the need grow in me again, that feeling of wanting something rubbing against me grew intense. I licked at my lips and Sy said, "You taste good, dontcha?"

I blushed and looked away mortified. Sy pulled my face back to his, "Oh don't do that. Trust me, it's hot." I wasn't sure if I believed him, but he didn't give me a chance to think about it because his mouth was back on mine and soon that growing need become desperation.

"Noah, please," I mumbled.

I heard the rumble of his voice in my ear as he kissed at my neck, "Tell me what you need."

I closed my eyes, unsure if I even knew myself. But I did know, "I need you."

Noah didn't say anything for a moment, and all I could hear was his ragged breath. Then he said, "I'm going to put a condom on, ok?"

With a sigh I let Noah go. I couldn't believe I hadn't thought about that. At least one of us was thinking straight. I started thinking about maybe going on the pill or something when every coherent thought in my brain suddenly left as I looked at Noah. He was standing beside the bed, his cock in fist, holding it still, while he fitted the condom over its head. His body was hunched over, head down so he could see what he was doing. I don't know why but watching him stand there fitting the protection over himself, seeing his chest puff, his hand sliding confidently over his sex made my body feel hot. He was so handsome, masculine, big and strong. Every part of me felt on fire, like I was burning from the inside out. Oh my god I wanted him so much.