A Dangerous Obsession

Chapter 21 - Cheater

Our mouths clashed into a dangerously magnified kiss, his hand roughly scrunching a chunk of my hair. I tore apart the remainder of his singlet, exposing the rippling muscles on his chest and lower abdomen, along with the mesmerising tattoos painting his soft skin. 

It was different from looking-over Chris, because Noah did not have an ounce of hair on him. He clearly preferred being smooth and bare which increased his sex appeal.

I sensually trailed a finger down his chest to his v-line, purposely tantalising him. A wicked grin played across his face as he swiftly opened my legs using his knee and slid a hand up. 

I shriek when he began working his magic, a daring glint in his piercing amethyst orbs. A low whimper released from my mouth in reaction to the crawling sensation of his skilful limbs. Unexpectedly, he quickly withdrew the minute I was reaching a climax.

"You're not the only one who's a tease," he murmured, grazing my lips. I huffed in dissatisfaction, hating the mind games he sustained in bed. "Don't worry, love. The night is still young."

His strong arms effortlessly hauled me up and swaggered over to the bed. Our lips stayed glued to one another, neither willing to pull away. 

With heavy breaths and racing hearts, we keenly tumbled on top of the mattress. His muscles bulged, each arm trapping me.

"Where should we begin?" He joked, feigning confusion. "I know just the spot." 

He traced passionate kisses from my neck and descended to my inner thighs. With a lascivious beam, he brushed his teeth under the delicate fabric of my panties and slowly tugged them off. 

I gasped in surprise, experiencing something completely different and yet enticing. He sluggishly leered at the display before him, whilst the lace dangled on the edge of his mouth.

I couldn't believe my eyes. He looked every bit like a wolf examining its prey. The throbbing in my centre increased, developing into a painful pulsation. 

That eerie glimmer in his eyes spoke volumes, conveying that he didn't merely want to pleasure me tonight, but to also claim what is his. Judging by the wild intensity in his gaze, I knew he was going to accomplish that whether I wanted him to or not.

He spat the panties onto the floor and immediately yanked off my bra, causing the scorching heat in his irises to amplify. It was tossed to the other side of the room, probably lost forever. 

Noah hoisted my legs over his shoulders and buried his face between the warm pool of my arousal. I bite onto my bottom lip with all my might, trying to suppress a loud moan. 

For some reason, I didn't want him to have full command over my body. There was a level of control which I desired to feel less weak and submissible.

In spite of this, I couldn't simply ignore the aching need of my organs that screamed for more, growing stronger the longer he tasted me. After a few minutes of panting and swallowing, Noah halted to carefully scrutinise my flushed appearance. 

I whipped my head to the side to avoid his analytical peer, as it deciphered why I hadn't squeal in delight. Within seconds, he tilted my chin to meet his libidinous gaze, provoking me to dare look away and suffer the wrath of his hunger.

"Don't even try to suppress it from me," he gritted lowly, digging his nails into my skin. The passion in his heated stare both scared and excited me, igniting an internal fire. "Otherwise I have other ways of making you scream." 

There was something sinister in his tone, and yet unbelievably sexy. I found myself drawn into a trance as he leisurely swept his thump along the base of my lip, sporting a wicked grin.