Enchanted (The Accidental Billionaires #4)(33)

But I still ached for him.

“Fuck me,” I said insistently. “I need you.”

He reared up and tore at the buttons on his jeans. They came off along with his boxer briefs before he covered my body with his.

“Do you have any damn idea how it feels to hear you screaming my name?” He swooped down and captured my lips, leaving me unable to answer his question.

His kiss was sensual and hot, and my desire wound just a little tighter when I tasted myself on his lips.

I wrapped my arms around him, jubilant when I was finally able to run my hands over the heated, silky skin of his back.

There was a dewy layer of perspiration on his skin that told me just how difficult it had been for him to put his own needs aside.

“Fuck! I can’t wait any longer, Andie,” Noah said throatily.

“Don’t wait!” I wanted this man inside me. Now. I had to have that connection. I had to feel it.

He entered me in one smooth, hard thrust.

I let out a grunt as he buried himself to his balls.

“What the hell? Andie?” Noah sounded momentarily confused.

The pain started to ease up slowly, and all I could feel was the fullness of Noah deep inside me.

He didn’t move, even though I could feel his muscles tensed from holding back.

He panted for a minute before he choked out, “Why in the hell didn’t you tell me you were a virgin?”





CHAPTER 13

ANDIE



I could feel him retreating a little bit, both emotionally and physically.

“Don’t stop. Please.” I was panicked that he might back off. “I want this. I want you.”

He was my first, but only because he was the first guy I’d ever needed like this. If he backed away, I wasn’t sure I could handle that.

He nuzzled against my ear as he answered. “I don’t think I can stop. Not unless you really want me to.”

I didn’t want him to go anywhere.

“I’m fine. Please.”

“Does it hurt?”

“No,” I told him honestly.

There had been a moment of pain, but I was over it. All I felt now was a deep ache for him to finish what he’d just started.

His breath was coming hard and fast, and I felt every exhalation against the side of my face.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, savoring our connection, silently pleading with him to keep going.

Noah pulled himself nearly out, and then he thrust back in with a gentleness I wasn’t sure I wanted.

“Fuck me. Don’t hold back, Noah.” I had to feel his passion. I wanted to wallow in it.

He started a little more-aggressive rhythm, and my hips began to undulate, meeting him every time he plunged into me.

The pace started to get faster, harder, and my body was primed for it. His motions became powerful and smooth, and I felt my body wind even tighter with every thrust.

“Yes. Yes. Yes.” I chanted my encouragement, lost in the motion of our bodies in sync.

Noah was relentless as his cock pummeled me over and over.

Harder and harder.

Faster and faster.

Something began unfurling inside me, and all I could do was go along for the ride.

My nails scored Noah’s back, and I whimpered as my core clenched around his enormous, rock-hard cock.

My climax hit full force, and I felt like I was being torn into little pieces and tossed into space.

My inner muscles tightened around his cock, as though my body never wanted to let him go.

“Fuck! Andie!” he groaned.

My orgasm milked Noah to his own heated release. His big body shuddered on top of me, and I felt as rocked by the experience as he seemed to be.

He rolled to my side and collapsed, his breath sawing in and out of his lungs as we both tried to recover.

“What in the hell just happened?” he asked hoarsely once we were able to catch our breath.

“We had amazing sex?” I ventured, my voice little more than an anxious squeak.

He rolled onto his side and stared at me. “It was the only time you’ve had sex.”

I nodded, feeling resigned to the fact that I was going to have to try to explain. “Yes.”

“Why?”

He reached out and stroked my hair. Noah didn’t appear to be angry. His expression was more awed than upset.

I rolled on my side to face him. His eyes were filled with questions, and I knew I’d have to answer some of them.

“It’s not like I was saving my V-card,” I tried to explain. “I don’t have some weird idea that I need to do that. I just never found somebody I actually wanted to be with.”

I’d never wanted to share my body like this, so I . . . hadn’t.

“No boyfriend?” he questioned.

“Not really. I dated when I was younger, but nothing serious. But then I started traveling, and I never had a chance to have a real relationship. It just worked out this way. It was no big deal.”

“It’s a big deal to me, Andie,” he rasped. “It’s a really big deal. Knowing I’m the first guy who has ever been inside you makes me crazy. But your first time should have been different.”

“Don’t,” I said urgently. “Please don’t apologize for it. We don’t do apologies, remember? And I don’t want you to be sorry. I’m not.”