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♡ NOAH
I put two beers on the kitchen table and pace through the kitchen. My nerves are shot. She is actually here. She was in my bathtub. The bath I sat in so many times while thinking of her. The tub I came in thinking of her.
Oh Jesus Noah, don't go there in your mind.
I sit down, close my eyes, and sigh and that's when I smell her. Bananas.
I'm afraid to open my eyes. Afraid she's not real and opening my eyes will break the spell. A shadow casts on my face and I frown. I can smell her even better now and feel her body heat.
She's close.
Real close.
I open my eyes slowly and stare into the mischievous green eyes I fell in love with the first time I saw them. She is sitting on the kitchen table, wearing her blue satin robe. She didn't really bother to tie it properly and offers me a wonderful view of the top of her breasts.
That view never gets old and this time I can't drop her.
She spreads her legs a little and looks down at me. She bites her lip and then whispers, "Kiss me, Noah."
I shoot up from my chair and rest my hands on the table on either side of her. I lean down to her lips, hovering above them as I look into her eyes, my breath stroking those pink lips. Her fingers move into my hair, tugging at my curls, forcing me to collide my lips with hers. She sucks my bottom lip into her mouth and strokes it with the tip of her tongue.
I moan and slide my hands under her robe, pushing it down her shoulders. She releases my lip and I look at her perky pink nipples pointing at me. Bringing both of my thumbs to my mouth to lick them, I make eye contact with her. I cup her pale, soft breasts and rub my wet thumbs over her nipples in a circular motion, smiling when I hear her moan before kissing her cheek, her jaw, and her neck.
I place open-mouthed kisses on her collar bone, move down to kiss between her breasts, still massaging her nipples with my thumbs before squeezing her right boob and wrapping my lips around the nipple, softly sucking it into my mouth. I look up into her eyes and watch the desire in them grow as I swirl my tongue around her nipple.
Her sweet moans drive me crazy and her nails scratching my scalp as she pulls my hair almost make me forget about my manners. But that's not going to happen. This beautiful queen in my kitchen deserves way more than a quick fuck on the kitchen table.
I release her nipples and take a step back. Her eyes giving away worry and doubt. She thinks I'm regretting it. Rejecting her even. I grab her hand and place it on the bulge in my way too tight pants. Her eyes open wider and I kiss her lips gently.
"Baby, I want to devour you. But I don't want our first time together to be like that. So please be patient and don't take this the wrong way."
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♡ AMA
I look into his hazel eyes, watching the worry disappear as I stroke his erection through his pants. I'm not sure how I feel about him being a gentleman. And patience is something I'm not very good at. I'm tempted to rip his pants off and kneel before him to make him bend to my will with my mouth.
But I close my eyes and take a deep breath instead. Let's give this wonderful man a shot at doing it his way.
He takes my hand and intertwines his fingers with mine, looking into my eyes with a mix of love and arousal. And that alone makes me even wetter. He is something else. In every way imaginable.
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