Enchanted (The Accidental Billionaires #4)(32)

Noah never smelled like heavy cologne, probably because he didn’t use any.

His fragrance was very masculine, very subtle, and completely irresistible.

He lowered me back to my feet beside the bed and turned on the bedside lamp. It wasn’t glaring, just a soft glow of illumination.

“You’re so damn beautiful, Andie,” he muttered as he grabbed the hem of my cotton shirt and pulled it over my head.

I lifted my arms to help him. “I’m not beautiful,” I teased. “My ass is way too big.”

“Not another word about that,” he warned. “I’m crazy about your ass.”

I snorted. “You haven’t seen me naked yet.” Since I wasn’t exactly an exhibitionist, I was a little bit nervous about getting naked, but not enough to let that stop me.

Noah unclipped my bra and smoothed it down my arms until it fell to my feet.

“I’m not there yet. But I’m working on it,” he answered in a deep, raspy baritone as his large hands cupped my breasts. “Jesus, Andie. You take my breath away.”

Electric shocks zinged through my entire body as his thumbs played over my hard nipples.

This is what it’s like when two people are hungry for each other. This is how it feels.

He didn’t hurry, and my head fell back as he continued to tease the tight peaks.

“Noah,” I whimpered. “I need you.”

“You have me, baby. You probably have since day one of this vacation.”

I shivered as his hand splayed over my belly and slowly moved toward the waistband of my shorts.

Desperate, I started to paw at his shirt. “Take it off,” I insisted.

I wanted to be skin-to-skin with this man so badly that I couldn’t take another minute of the clothing that was getting in my way.

He barely missed a beat as his shirt came off, but he didn’t press our bodies together.

Noah dropped to his knees and started to divest me of my shorts and my panties.

Yes!

I wasn’t feeling body conscious, and even if I was, I wanted him too damn much to care at the moment.

There was barely time for me to kick off the garments before he tore back the covers and tumbled both of us onto the bed.

He ended up on top of me, and nothing had ever felt as good as his weight crushing me into the bedding. I sighed as I finally felt his naked skin against mine.

There was some feral desire inside me that wanted to absorb part of him inside myself.

Noah cupped my cheek, his eyes intense as he said, “I want you to know I haven’t done this in a very long time. I had one girlfriend in high school, and we managed to stay together for a year or two after my mother died. After that, there was nobody.”

“I don’t care.” I didn’t give a damn how experienced he was or wasn’t. If anything, the fact that he didn’t run around having a quickie or a one-night stand was incredibly enticing.

He’d chosen to be with me when he hadn’t picked anyone else. That meant something.

He traced my lips with his fingers. “I just thought you should know. I might not last long.”

I was perfectly fine with however long it lasted. I’d relish every single touch until it was over.

If. He’d. Just. Do. It.

“I’ll make damn sure you’re satisfied first,” he said roughly as he lifted himself up and started moving his powerful body down.

“What—” He took one of my nipples into his mouth. “Oh, my God.”

Suddenly, I couldn’t speak, couldn’t think. My brain stopped working as I was swept away by sensation.

“Yes.” The word sounded like a purr as it came out of my mouth.

Noah nipped at the turgid nipple, and then his tongue washed over it to soothe the small hurt.

I was completely lost as he kept playing with my breasts, moving from one to the other, giving them both plenty of attention.

My head was spinning when he finally went lower, laving the skin of my belly, driving me toward the brink of insanity.

“Please,” I begged, not even sure of what I wanted.

I just needed . . . something more.

Finally, he parted my thighs, but he didn’t come back over my body.

I jolted as his fingers delicately played lightly over my pussy. “Oh, God,” I moaned.

Pleasure ripped through my body as he lowered his head and tasted the sensitive pink flesh between my thighs.

I was really wet, but he lapped at me like he needed the sustenance to keep on living.

I panted, the stimulation of his tongue almost more than I could take. “Please, Noah,” I begged.

It was heaven and hell as his tongue finally found my swollen clit and gave me exactly what I needed.

I speared my hands through his hair and held his head against my core.

I didn’t want him to move.

I needed . . .

And I needed . . .

God, I really needed . . .

When Noah finally gently nipped the tiny bundle of nerves, and then gave me the pressure of his tongue, I screamed, “Oh-my-God-yes-please-don’t-stop.”

My body started to shudder as my orgasm came rushing toward me.

It pounded over me with a force I’d never experienced before. “Noah.” His name was a hoarse cry, and it was all I could manage.

Noah didn’t stop until I had already spiraled down. He prolonged the pleasure until he’d drained me.