“To help if you need it,” he said.
That came as a surprise, but I didn’t let myself dwell on it. I shook my head.
“I’m fine. I can do it on my own.”
I did mean to sound bitchy, but I didn’t want to be around him, especially when he so clearly didn’t want to be around me.
“Fine,” Noah said, turning and leaving in a huff. Before he got to the door, he turned around to face me again. “You know…”
He started a sentence but didn’t finish it. I lifted my eyebrows at him, inviting him to say more.
“I know what?” I asked.
Turning around was a mistake. He shouldn’t have stopped. He should have just left the kitchen and gone back to work on whatever project he still had going. But he hesitated. He turned around. And a second later, he took two long steps toward me, yanked me up against him, and dropped his mouth down onto mine in a deep kiss.
Our lips crushed together, and I felt myself lose control completely. The urge to touch him, to feel his skin against mine, was overwhelming to the point that my fingers seemed to move on their own. He returned that energy, his tongue sliding into mine hungrily, searching for mine. One hand slid behind my neck, pulling me into him, and he backed me up, pressing into me, until I was pinned between his massive body and the stove.
I let my hand slide down his chest and to his belt, undoing it quickly. I moaned as I kissed him, and then my lips moved away from his, pressing into his thick neck and working its way down. I shifted and moved him so that we switched places and knelt in front of him. He watched with wide eyes as I fumbled with the zipper of his jeans and got it open.
Pulling his enormous, thick cock out of his boxers, I took him into my mouth immediately. I groaned loudly and had to stop myself. I didn’t want to alert anyone else. He looked down at me with yearning in his eyes as my lips pursed and curled around his staff as I pulled him into my throat. I nearly gagged as he reached the back of my mouth, and he fisted one hand in my hair, pulling me back and guiding my movements.
I submitted to his control, pulling me back and forth over him, my tongue sliding back and forth for a few moments before I put one hand on his stomach and the other wrapped around the base of his cock. He let go, and I grinned as I pulled him out of my lips, swirling my tongue around the head, gathering up the salty drops there and then diving back down again. I closed my eyes and moaned over his cock, relishing in how it throbbed in my mouth, and he strained above me, holding on to the stove for control.
Noah reached for me and pulled me back up until I was standing, and he began to yank at the buttons of my chef whites. When they were open, he pulled up my shirt and sports bra to let my heavy breasts tumble out. He took one into his mouth, and I gasped as I continued to stroke him toward my belly. I breathed out heavily in a breathy moan, and he wrapped his arms around me, picking me up and turning in the air.
He sat me down on the stove, our lips crushing back into each other as he reached for the button of my pants. I sat up and wiggled so he could get them down, and he pushed them to my ankles. I needed him to be inside me again. The drive for the feeling of him was stronger than anything else, including the fear of being caught. Including the way he made me feel when we argued.
Our eyes locked together as I entered me, and I watched the expression on his face. He closed his eyes and held on to my hips, pulling me as he plunged deep inside me. My eyes rolled back as I tried to adjust to the thickness of him stretching me. He was relentless immediately. It was hot and fast and desperate. He thrust into me in hard, heavy pumps, and my legs dropped to one side.
I put one hand on his chest and pushed him back a few steps so I could wiggle off the top of the stove. I slid off and turned around, pressing myself back into him. His hands, so strong and commanding, grabbed my ass and pulled at my cheeks, spreading me open. I felt his head brush through my folds and then rest at my entrance. I looked back at him, biting my lower lip at how incredible he looked focusing on my body.