by K. Shandwick
“Stunning,” he said again, as a finger gently slid past the lace of my thong and circled lightly around my folds. “Even in the dim light I can see how I’ve affected you. God can you feel how wet you are?” he asked, “You’re soaked.” It was clear from the lower gravelly pitch his voice had, Noah was definitely turned on. I heard him swallow, right before he pressed his closed lips firmly against the lace of my thong.
He stilled then I heard and felt him inhale deeply. “Damn, Maggie,” he cussed as he tugged my thong to the side. His hot wet tongue explored my folds, his tender strokes once again slow and deliberate. Giving me a teasing nudge he almost breached my entrance then slid back up my slit to circle my clitoris over and over.
Suddenly he sucked vigorously, his rhythmic suction so strong I could hardly bear the sensation. My hands fisted the drape on the window and I twisted it in a desperate bid to stay in control. For a second I thought I would come, and he abruptly pulled away, just enough and blew cool air against the wet swollen lips of my entrance.
Pulses of pleasure shocked my body, and I knew it wouldn’t take much to make me come. I hadn’t been with a man in over five years. When I thought about that I suddenly felt inadequate beside him.
“Noah…”
“Shh… it’s okay. I know,” he said breaking his ministrations to answer.
My brows bunched.
“What do you know?”
“I’m gonna have to go easy, right?” He asked, placing his mouth back on my pussy where he continued his foreplay.
My heart squeezed with affection for his consideration and I stood in wonder about how intuitive he was. I knew my body’s reactions were stiff because both it and I felt unsure about how to react to someone as incredible as Noah.
I felt choked up that I was so easy to read, and I felt less than desirable at admitting I’d been alone for so long.
“You can either be yourself or be what everyone expects you to be, Maggie. It’s up to you,” he suggested, his finger replaced his mouth and circled my clit again.
“I don’t know how to be anyone else,” I replied, honestly.
“Is the correct answer, darlin’,” he agreed and replaced his finger once again with his mouth.
Standing on one leg made it weak. Especially with a man like Noah, it buckled that time. Noah caught me from falling and swiftly jumped to his feet. Scooping me up like I weighed nothing he carried me through to a bedroom at the end of the hallway and tossed me playfully onto the bed.
Before I could draw a breath, he placed one knee on the bed then snuck up beside me, fully clothed. He turned on his side and propped his head up on his hand.
“Maybe it would be better if you did me the first time,” he said. A wicked smile played on his lips.
“Huh?” I asked not sure if I heard what he said for sure.
“You know… take charge…. feel empowered,” he said with a small sexy smile as he wiggled his eyebrows.
“You want me to fuck you?” I asked in shock and felt even less confident than I had before.
“I want you to do what you want to me.”
God, I wouldn’t know where to start.
“Seriously?” I asked and chuckled. What I really wanted was what he wanted to do to me.
“How about I tell you what to do to me until you decide what you really want to do?” he asked with a persuasive smile.
I gave him a coy smile in return and didn’t miss the amusement in his eyes.
“Maybe you could start by taking me out of these threads,” he suggested gesturing at his clothing.
Doing my best to hide my nerves I crawled up onto my knees and sat back on my calves as he rolled onto his back to give me access to his shirt and jeans.
One by one I undid each button unveiling his beautiful hard smooth body. I marveled at his flawless skin and I couldn’t resist reaching out to touch his torso. Exploring further, I traced each ridge of his six abdominal muscles and watched as a slight shiver ran through him. Leaning toward him I placed a kiss over his heart and saw his skin react in goosebumps the same way mine had reacted to him.
My long silky hair trailed over his bare skin as my hands moved to the belt threaded through his jeans. I glanced up a little unsure and was met by a sexy smirk which creased the skin around his eyes, but they shone down at me with genuine affection.
Even if this doesn’t last between us I know I’ll never have the attention of a man the way Noah pays attention.
Slowly I unzipped his zipper and my eyes darted from his undone jeans to his face because he wasn’t wearing any underwear. I should have been prepared for that. As soon as I saw his thick veiny shaft my mouth watered, my core clenched and my heart rate doubled. I was excited and petrified at the thought of what came next. My confidence and nerves began to wane.
Fuck, Maggie, you’re not a child. Pull yourself together.
Noah was a rock star and women had done all kinds of dirty deeds to him, and once I had that thought I contemplated what I knew and figured I could barely leave a smudge, let alone give him a dirty memory. My heart sank to the pit of my stomach and I felt sure he’d be disappointed in me. The thought almost made me grab my clothes and run. I looked up for any sign of doubt in his eyes and saw none. What I saw instead was a man who wanted me. The desire in his eyes was unmistakable, and it gave me the confidence to continue.
Noah had tucked his forearms behind his head, his sexy confidence radiating from his eyes. I slid from the end of the bed and leaned over to remove his jeans. Grabbing the material, I tapped his hips in signal for him to lift his butt and his smile spread wider. He complied effortlessly, and I yanked them down to his ankles. He decided to help me at that point and kick them off his feet. I had tried to concentrate my eyes on the blue denim as he did this, but they had other ideas and kept flitting back and forth to his beautiful thick cock.
Once he lay naked, and I’d had the full Noah effect, I inhaled deeply, taking in as much oxygen as I could. He was incredibly fit, toned, and oozed sex appeal. I felt speechless as to what to say and my lack of speech caused my cheeks to flame. I looked down at myself and my blush had reached my chest and it made me feel even more inadequate.
Noah saw my reaction and began to laugh, then reached up and extended a hand which I took. Giving him a weak smile, I was about to climb back on the bed when he suddenly grabbed me, flipped me over onto my back, then crawled over me. He hovered above me on all four limbs and smiled affectionately again.
“Did you honestly expect that I’d leave it all up to you?” he asked, grinning a little wickedly as he dipped down and rested his forehead on mine.
“I was wondering if you’d forgotten what to do,” I replied as I tried to hide my nerves. My heart rate galloped when I gazed into his eyes, so near to mine, and my voice sounded a tad shaky.
Noah snickered and sat back on his heels, then his eyes turned serious as he studied me carefully. Placing his hands on my ribs he slid them up my skin to my bra and delicately lifted the cups over my breasts with his thumbs.
“Beautiful,” he whispered as if talking to himself before he bent his head and took one of my nipples in his mouth. A quick jolt of electricity coursed through me again and I shuddered in pleasure at the sensation as he sucked and rolled his tongue around the hard bud.
Rubbing my other nipple between his thumb and forefinger he repeated the action again, then peppered kisses down my body leaving my flesh vibrating just under the layer of goose bumps on my skin.
“Let me look at you,” he demanded in a low voice. His hands grabbed my calves from underneath when he sat up on his heels again. Cautiously, he spread my legs wide and bent them at the knee, abducting them outward before placing his palms on my inner thighs, gently pushing them wider still. When I saw the look of pure desire he gave me, my doubts momentarily left me. This beautiful man really wants me.
My mind struggled to compute the way he focused on my center when he suddenly grabbed my thong I wore and tore i
t apart at one side, leaving it hanging over my thigh. From that point every act that Noah did was laced with intent.
Watching his first taste of me as I lay naked beneath him will stay with me forever. His touch felt feather-light, yet it had almost made me come. The mere thought of him between my legs sent adrenaline flowing through my body.
I abandoned all thoughts, to concentrate on the sensations he evoked in me and it took nothing to get me off. I hadn’t been with anyone in so long, but after that first time, Noah was more forceful, more demanding in extracting pleasure from me.
I’d never had a man who took so long and such delight in going down on me the way Noah did, and I feared if it didn’t work out between us I’d never feel the way he made me feel when he had.
Before I could even consider reciprocating the favor for him, his thick cock was in his hand, his even strokes steadily tugging himself to full girth and length before he swept his thick smooth head against my pussy. I felt lightheaded at the thought of the pleasure he may bring me if his foreplay was anything to go by.
“I think you’re about ready for me, what do you think? he asked in a serious tone. The way he looked at me was overpowering. I felt choked after all I’d been through in the previous couple of months and my throat closed with the emotion of it all. I closed my eyes for a second because I thought I may cry, but as if Noah knew he dipped his head toward me. Brushing his lips across mine he stayed silent and let me gather my feelings together.
“It’s okay, Maggie, I get that you’re overwhelmed. I’m not that far behind you myself,” he said. I doubted that, but I thought it was a lovely thing to say to make me feel less of an idiot.
Swallowing hard, I licked my lips, and I heard him say, “Open your eyes for me, Maggie.” I did as he asked. As I stared into his deep blue eyes, suddenly all my fears disintegrated. I focused on the intensity we built between us in that moment until the connection was so strong,
I’d have trusted him to do anything. I knew instinctively he’d never have done anything to hurt me. I nodded slowly, and Noah gave me a slow sexy smile.
Tilting his hips, he slapped my swollen clit with his tip then held it firmly as he slid it down to my entrance. I felt him exert some pressure and push himself forward. As soon as the head of his cock breached my entrance, both hands cradled my head as he slowly stretched my pussy walls and sunk deep inside me. He sucked in a deep breath and uttered only one word. “Fuck.”
My breath caught in my throat when he pushed past his own feelings and whispered words of encouragement as he told me how good I felt around him. I winced as he settled deep inside and thought he’d split me in half he felt so big. At first having him inside me hurt like a bitch—it had been a long time and he wasn’t a small man—but after a couple of minutes with Noah moving slowly within me I became accustomed to his size and began to relax.
“Damn… so tight. Maggie, fuck… are you okay?” He exhaled, “I think I’ve wanted this since the moment I saw you. Not that I knew that at the time, but it feels like I was made to do this with you.”
It sounded corny but after the pain subsided, I knew what he meant for I felt like that too.
In the hour that followed Noah showed me things I never knew I’d been missing and eventually as if he knew I couldn’t take any more he finished, his body suddenly stiffened and he came, pulsing inside me in slow rhythmic bursts.
I’d been on the pill for years and with Noah’s history, I should have insisted on protection, but he’d made me feel like a woman for the first time in years and I wanted to be reckless. During one of our Facetime calls he’d disclosed he was tested regularly, and he’d never had unprotected sex since Andrea. And despite his public reputation I believed him.
Drenched in sweat and soaked in cum, I lay and relished in the damn feel and manly smell of the raw experience we’d shared together. My limbs tangled in Noah’s and his strong arms wrapped around me tight as my head rested on his chest listening to his strong steady heartbeat. I must have dozed off until I was suddenly startled awake when the alarm went off on my cell phone.
No matter what else was happening in my life or how I felt, Molly was waiting. Sliding out of bed I found the shower and cleaned myself off, went back to the room and pulled on my clothing. Noah stirred as I was dropping my thong in his garbage bin. Perching up on his elbows he looked over at me.
Noah groaned and stretched his sleepy sexy body and I took delight in staring for a second. “Damn, is that the time already? I don’t want you to go. Can’t you stay, Maggie… please?”
“No… I can’t,” I replied. I couldn’t hide my own sadness in my voice. “Molly has school tomorrow, Noah. It’s already 9pm. We’re going to have to figure something else out because I don’t want her to suffer at school because of late nights.”
He sighed heavily in disappointment and flopped back onto his pillow. He ran a hand though his hair and sighed in resignation. “I know. Let me think about it. I’ll call you in the morning. I’ll get dressed and come over to the house with you,” he offered.
“No, stay where you are. Relax, I’m already dressed. I’ll be heading straight out anyway. I’ll talk to you tomorrow,” I promised.
“Come here. You’re not leaving without a goodbye kiss,” he said, extending one hand, patting the bed with the other.
I leaned over and gave him a quick peck on the cheek and he tried to grab me. I was too quick for him and laughed because he never expected me to do that. As I made my way to the door, leaving, he called out, and I turned to look at him. He stood naked and scratched the back of his head before rubbing his hand down his abdomen.
“Thank you for tonight, Maggie. I know we didn’t have much time, but I thought it was pretty special… right?” he said in what was both a statement and a question at the same time.
My heart flipped over at his words and I nodded. My eyes scanned his beautiful body, and I almost groaned because I felt tortured because I had to leave. “Yes, Noah, it was special,” I confirmed and closed the door.
As I walked back alone to pick up Molly, my head was in turmoil because I knew that day, even before we had sex together, I had fallen in love with him. My worry of knowing that, was the insecurity of wondering when he’d hurt me.
Chapter Fourteen
Noah
Being with Maggie was everything I thought it would be. It was agony holding back, but I had no choice because it was clear from the way her body reacted she was overwhelmed. It had been a long time since I’d considered the woman I was inside and in Maggie’s case I most definitely never fucked her. It was gentle, intense sex, instead of the fuck-with-abandon kind of lay.
She was clearly very nervous, so I played around a little to take the edge off those nerves and it proved worthwhile. I could feel she was worried, but watching how her ass arched off the bed to meet my mouth when I ate her out, had my cock stretched to breaking point as I ached to take her.
Maggie was no virgin, but I never expected her to be quite as tight as she was, and when I first entered her I had to go slow… so slow it almost killed me. My whole body shook with the level of restraint it took.
When I slid inside her, I felt every muscle within tense and clench against me. I stilled because I knew from the way she was breathing; I was hurting her. The fit was exquisitely tight, and I almost lost control of myself. Moving gingerly, I spoke softly, persuading her to relax, and even though I’d been waiting patiently for weeks to be inside her, once I was it was still a slow, tentative process.
Sensual and gentle was how I played it. I wanted Maggie more than I’d ever wanted anyone, so I felt at pains to show her how considerate a lover I could be. I believe she really needed me to do that, and I was glad I did because I cherished every moment inside her. She felt incredible beneath me and I figured once we’d been there a few times we’d be amazing together between the sheets.
Several times I had a compelling urge to tell her I loved her, which was a surprise to me as m
uch as it would have been to her, but I swallowed those words back because I felt Maggie wasn’t ready to hear that from me.
I wanted her so much, and I didn’t want to do anything to scare her away. I sensed when I was inside her that her feelings toward me could be the same but I couldn’t be sure, so I kept my thoughts to myself and instead I tried to put the words I couldn’t say into giving her feelings instead.
After I had sex all I usually wanted was to be by myself, but I felt crushed with disappointment when I had drifted off for a few minutes after my first time with Maggie and saw her dressing to leave. I wasn’t prepared for the ache of loss that settled in my chest as soon as she’d gone, and I realized I didn’t want to be without her.
Time isn’t a rock star’s friend. The pace was fast and the life we lived transient. We don’t get to do a nine-to-five Monday-to-Friday gig like regular people, and the thought of having to walk away from Maggie at some point was already playing on my mind. I missed her, and she’d only just left my bed. If our feelings got any deeper, and I went to work away, I figured I’d be on the phone every spare minute of the day. I had it bad for her. Worse than any high school crush I’d ever harbored. Damn.
A couple of hours later, when I was still thinking about Maggie, I called my best friend George, to gain some perspective of my feelings.
“You didn’t even know this chick existed a couple of months ago, Noah.”
“Well I’m pretty sure I do now. Inside and out.”
George snickered, and I realized what I’d said. “No, man. I didn’t mean it like that. Well… I guess I do, but that’s not what I meant. We just… connect. It’s like… it’s intuitive between us. We’re on the same level and for the first time in my life I’m not scared of commitment.”
