She gazed down into Noah’s gorgeous green eyes and knew she was with exactly the right guy. “Make love to me, Noah. I want you. I need you.”
He stood and took her hand. “Not here. The bedroom.” They rushed down the hall and Noah ducked into the bathroom, returning quickly with a condom.
“Come here. I’ll put it on.” Lily was standing next to the bed, waiting for him.
He walked up to her and they fell into another deep kiss as she took his length in her hands and took care of him. He reached behind her and finally unhooked her bra, taking her breasts into both hands and nearly sending her into oblivion with flicks of his tongue against her nipples. Heat rushed to the surface of her skin. Her center ached for him. She stretched out on the bed, wearing only her stockings.
“I’d say that the ensemble is super sexy, but in reality, it’s you.” He took her foot and planted it in the center of his chest, trailing his fingers from her ankle to her knee. He bent her leg and kept going with his hand, down the inside of her thigh, making her need for him that much more pronounced. When he reached her center, she thought she might burst into flames. He remained standing, towering over her, caressing her apex with teasing, delicate circles. With every pass, she was closer to her climax, but that restless need for him wouldn’t go away.
“Don’t make me wait any longer, Noah. It’s not nice.”
He smiled and put his knee on the bed, spreading her legs wider with his hands. He positioned himself at her entrance and drove inside so slowly she thought she might pass out. Lily’s mind swirled with the pleasure, especially when she heard the primal moan that came from Noah’s sexy lips. He felt so perfect inside her, she didn’t want it to end. But the peak was already bearing down on her, just like Noah’s body weight against the ideal spot to send her over the edge. Every thrust he made was purposeful and strong. His breaths were hard and fast now, and his actions matched them.
Her peak was coming at her so quick, she could almost see it in her mind. The pressure coiled inside her, it fought to wind in on itself further. She thought she couldn’t take it anymore right when the pleasure slammed into her and Noah followed almost immediately. He let his full weight rest on her as they kissed, their bodies damp with perspiration. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, pulling him closer when there was nowhere else for him to go, all while his body gave her relentless pulses of beautiful bliss.
They collapsed on the bed together in a lovely, breathless tangle. The beauty of that moment didn’t fade, it only created an imagined glow around them. “That was amazing,” Lily muttered into Noah’s chest.
“Amazing, yes, but I can do better. Give me ten minutes and a drink of water and I’m ready for more.”
“Better?” Lily could hardly speak, let alone open her eyes. She instead breathed in Noah’s masculine scent and reveled in having made her way into his actual bed. Next, she’d have to focus on working her way into his heart. “I don’t know how you can possibly top that.”
“You have no idea, darling.” He skimmed his fingers from her knee to her thigh, past her hip and up to her breast. He cupped it with his hand and pressed a hot, wet kiss against it.
Lily arched her back. Everything Noah did when he touched her was exquisite. “I think you’re trying to unduly influence me.”
“Absolutely. I intend to do nothing else all night.”
CHAPTER TWELVE
Noah wasn’t sure he’d ever been so happy to wake up with a woman in his bed. He never wanted Lily to leave it, ever. He never wanted either of them to bother with clothes again, or work for that matter. He wondered if Sawyer would be okay with it if they both called in sick for the next month or two.
Lily rolled over and opened one eye. “What time is it?”
Noah stroked her arm gently. “A little after six. We have time to sleep if you want.” Touching her bare skin was bringing every nerve ending in his body to life. “Or we could do something else to spend the time.”
A smile rolled across her lips. She’d closed her one open eye. “You’re a terrible influence on me. You realize that if we start, we’re going to have an awfully difficult time stopping, which will only end up making us late to work. As my boss, I would think that would be the last thing you would want.”
He scooted closer until his naked skin was touching hers. The blood began to rush through his body, spreading heat, narrowing his ability to think about anything more than sex. “As the boss, I think I can approve any activity I deem appropriate, regardless of whether or not it makes us late to work.”