Forbidden Fantasies

Chapter Fifteen

*****ABIGAIL'S POV*****

Noah's lips crashed against mine, claiming me with such a desire that it immediately ignited the fire within my pussy, causing an uncontrollable ache. I was secretly hoping that he would take me right here in the shower, but I knew that he wouldn't. I could tell by the devilish look in his eyes that he had other plans for me. And little did he know, I have a surprise for him as well.

We finished rinsing off in the shower and Noah helped wrap me into a towel. He wrapped one around his waist and it hung just right off his hips, protruding where his massive cock was at full attention for me. I bit my lip at the unbelievably sexy man standing, dripping wet in front of me.

He opened the door for me to go into his bedroom but I wasn't quite ready for him.

"You go ahead. I'll be just a moment." He pulled me into him, kissing the side of my head.

"Don't take too long, baby." He kissed me again before leaving the room. I quickly scurried over to my go-bag and found the lacey lingerie that I had gotten with Savannah earlier that day. I ducked back into the bathroom and finished drying myself off before slipping into it. I looked at myself in the mirror and felt a strange wave of confidence wash over me. I felt extremely sexy and I could only hope that Noah felt the same way.

I looked around the room and noticed a robe hanging off the back of the door. Perfect. I wrapped the robe around me and tied the string tightly, making sure not to give anything away. Then, I strode into Noah's room. 

Noah was sitting on the edge of his bed. The towel was still wrapped around his waist. He sat up immediately after seeing me enter the room. I took a few steps forward until I was standing in front of him. Our eyes were locked together as I began to slowly untie the robe. Once the string was untangled, I dropped the robe off my shoulder and it cascaded to the ground.

Noah's eyes went wide and his jaw dropped as his eyes wandered over my body. I could have sworn for a moment, he stopped breathing as he drank me in. Finally, he swallowed hard and managed to speak.

"Abigail, you look. so. fucking. sexy." His eyes beamed with desire, not daring to blink and miss a second of the sight before him. 

Now I understand why women buy lingerie. I feel so powerful. The way that Noah is looking at me makes me feel like the sexiest woman alive. I feel so empowered. Like I'm the ultimate seductress. The only other time Noah looked at me like this was when I was in my thigh highs, heels, and underwear after trying and failing, to end things with him. Thank god for that.

"So, what would you like to do to me, Sir?" His breath caught in his throat and I watched the control leave his body.

In one swift move, he stood, grabbed me by my thighs, and threw me onto the bed. He climbed on top of me and smashed his lips into mine, dominating my mouth. I moaned against him as his hands traveled over my body, sending shivers wherever he touched. My whole body ignited beneath him. Burning with an insatiable desire for this man.

"I'll be right back. Stay here. Don't move." He stated, breathless.

"Yes, Sir," I replied and I watched him struggle to hang onto the last shred of self-control he possessed.

He quickly got up off the bed and went into his closet. He rummaged through a trunk and came back with some rope and a blindfold.

"Are you sure about this?" He asked again, making completely sure that I wanted what he had planned for me.

I looked at the items he held in his hands and I felt myself getting more aroused at the thought of them.

"Yes, Sir." He let out a sigh of relief before climbing back on top of me. He grabbed one of my wrists and expertly tied a string of rope around it. Once it was securely fastened around my wrist, he tied the other end to the bedpost. He then did the same with my other wrist.