“A boyfriend, maybe.”
She looked up at Noah. “What?”
“Surely you’ve had boyfriends who have showered you with affection.”
She shook her head. “I don’t really date. People find me intimidating because of my family name.” She took his hand in her own. “I’m not sure if it’s my father or the money or what, but people seem to be afraid of me.” She brought his hand up to her face and kissed it. “I work too much to have a real relationship anyway.”
Noah snorted. “I know what you mean.”
“Believe it or not, Shane is a lot like my father. Emotionally distant. Just because they don’t say the words ‘I love you’ doesn’t mean they don’t.” She inched closer. “I know he cares deeply for you. That’s a rare gift in this world. I wish I had it.”
He cupped her cheek and raised her head until their gazes met. “You do.”
Tears filled her eyes. “Thank you, but you can’t possibly mean that. We’ve only just met.”
Noah stared at her long and hard. He looked like he wanted to say something. Did he feel the connection too?
“I know we’ve just met, but for some reason, you seem to understand us better than our own families.” He shifted his gaze to her mouth. “It feels like I’ve known you for a lifetime.” He lowered his head and kissed her lips. Kitty leaned forward and touched his chest, giving herself up to her rising desire. Hunger charged through her veins like rush-hour traffic on a highway, stealing her breath and her thoughts.
Noah moved both hands until they framed her face, then tilted her head so he could deepen the kiss. He kissed her with an urgency she could feel and generated a need only he could fulfill.
This was what she wanted, what they both needed. Two lonely hearts, coming together to find solace. With a sigh, she opened to him, and he took advantage.
Their tongues danced, and Kitty slid her hands down his shirt until she found the lower hem. She tugged the soft fabric up, then slipped her hands underneath. Noah’s smooth muscle met her fingertips, and she shivered as she explored his abdomen and chest. Slowly she trailed her hands upward and brushed her palms over his nipples, then rolled them between her fingers.
Noah groaned against her mouth, the vibration sending ripples of heat over her skin. Kitty felt the excitement and anticipation run through the air between them.
Noah broke the kiss and gasped as she once again tugged on his nipples.
“You like it,” she said.
Noah looked at her with an intensity that turned her limbs to water. “Oh yes.”
“Want more?”
He smiled, then slid his hands down the length of her body. “Love, if it’s from you, then I want a lot more.” Noah shifted his hands to the buttons of her shirt. “But not like this.” He began to undo the buttons. “For what I have in mind, we’ll need to remove your clothes.”
“Good idea.” She reached down and grabbed the hem of his shirt, then tugged it up and over his head. He momentarily stopped undoing her blouse to rid himself of the clothing. He tossed his shirt to the floor and resumed his task. Kitty helped him, and soon her shirt landed on the floor next to his.
Noah stared at her breasts. “You’re not wearing a bra.”
She smiled. “No.”
He cupped her mounds. “They’re the perfect size, you know.”
She closed her eyes and moaned as he squeezed her breasts.
“Really perfect.” He slid his fingers over her tips. She tilted her head back and whimpered as pleasure rushed through her body like a waterfall, then pooled between her thighs.
He took both nipples between his fingers. “Payback.”
Sensation shot through Kitty as he rolled, pinched, and pressed her nipples, each stroke slowly building her desire. She rested her hands on his forearms to steady herself and felt his thin hairs tickle her fingers. His hands felt so good on her. She tightened her fingers around his arms and inched closer to his body, eager for more.
“You’re beautiful when you’re turned on.”
She opened her eyes. Their gazes met, and she saw not only lust but compassion in his eyes. There was a certain kinship that flowed between them, something more than sweat and sex. Kitty knew no matter what happened this weekend, she’d always be able to rely on Noah for anything. He’d always be there for her just like she’d always be there for him.
She touched his cheek. “You’re beautiful too.”
He turned his head and placed a soft kiss in her palm. “Thank you.” He began to ease her down on the bed.
“No, wait.” She slipped out of his grasp.
“What? Did I do something wrong?”
She smiled at the panicked tone in his voice. “No, it’s just—earlier, in front of the camera, you were going to…and then you didn’t because I wanted you to…” Why was saying it so hard? She just had to just blurt out the words and be done with it. “Would you mind if you took me from behind?”
He smiled and hooked her chin with his finger. “You’d like that?”
“I do. I didn’t think I’d be into it, but I am.”
“I’m into it too.” He leaned forward and gave her a kiss. “I’m very into it.”
Kitty smiled as he pulled away. “I know.”
He looped his arm around her middle and squeezed her ass. “Why didn’t you want it before?”
That was Noah, so observant. She shrugged. “I had already experienced you there and wanted to know what you felt like in different places. Now that I’ve tried you everywhere…” She flashed him a coy smile. “I think I know how I like you best.”
“Oh really?” Noah’s eyes sparkled as he turned her around and eased her down on the bed. Once she was on all fours, he leaned over and grabbed something off the floor.
“What are you doing?”
He took one of the pillows and shed the case. Then he folded the case over on itself to create a long strip of fabric.
She shifted her weight to get a better look at him. “What are you going to do with that?”
“You’ll see.” He ran the fabric over her back. Like the sheets, the pillowcases were made of satin, and the cool, smooth material made her shiver. He took his time running it first along her spine and then between her shoulder blades. Desire rose up and made her hot all over.
Then he took the fabric and placed it in front of her eyes.
“Stop it.” She reached for the pillowcase.
He batted her hand away. “Trust me.”
“But I can’t see.”
“That’s the point. Relax, love. I’ll take good care of you.” He secured the blindfold and then left her. Kitty felt the mattress rise as he got up and walked around the room. She listened to his footsteps and then heard the rustle of fabric.
“What’s going on?”
“No more questions, little one. I’ll be back in a minute.”
Then there was silence. What was he doing? Was he getting some sort of dildo or other sex toy? Was he getting something to tie her up? She didn’t know, and the possibilities were endless. As she hunched on all fours on the bed, she ran through a variety of mental images. A primal hunger burned deep within her core. When would he be back? She didn’t know. One thing was for certain, however; the longer she stayed on the bed blindfolded, the more intense her other senses became. She could hear the whirling of the ceiling fan overhead and feel the whisper of air-conditioning across her skin. Quietly she waited, realizing that at this moment, Noah had taken control of the situation. While blindfolded, she was at his mercy. The thought sparked a growing need in her lower abdomen.
Soon Kitty heard footsteps, then felt the mattress depress once more. Noah’s heat surrounded her as his smooth palms slid against her nipples. Sensation shot through her body, much more intense than before. She gasped, then moaned as he pinched the sensitive tips between his fingers. Pain spiraled over her skin, then quickly dissolved into a surge of need.
“I remember back in the limo that you enjoyed a
little pain with your pleasure.”
She nodded, unable to speak as he rolled her nipples between his fingers once more.
“I thought you’d like to give these a try.”
Cool metal rubbed against her nipple a split second before pressure was applied. She arched her back and hissed as pain blossomed from her left breast and spread over her body. “What’s that?”
“Is the pressure too much?”
She shook her head. After the initial shock, the sensation was quite pleasant. The subtle mixture of pleasure and pain made her stomach tighten and moisture pool between her thighs.
“Good.” Noah turned his attention to the other nipple. First he pinched the sensitive tip; then he rolled it between his fingers.
Kitty hissed again as the same aching pressure shot through her system. Something dangled from her breasts—a chain, perhaps? It swayed back and forth, creating an unusual combination of pain and need in her body.
“They’re called nipple clamps. Have you heard of them?”
“Yes, but I’ve never tried them.”
“Well, I’m happy to be the first.” He ran his hand down her spine, his fingers just barely touching her skin. When he reached her ass, he hesitated. “You sure you want this?”
“More than ever.” She moved her hips, altering the pressure on her nipples. Kitty groaned as her body heated, and her mind blanked to everything except the erotic sensations she was feeling.
He lightly tapped her backside. “Don’t move, love. That’s my job.” He gave attention to each of her breasts in turn, caressing the globes with a featherlight touch.
He curled over her body and placed a warm, wet kiss between her shoulder blades. Anticipation filled the air around her. Slowly he worked his way down, using tongue, lips, and teeth to create a trail of fire over her skin. Every so often he’d reach around and play with the chain between her breasts. The movement added sparks of pain, which in turn heightened her pleasure. Soon she was writhing beneath him.
“Please.”
He leaned back from her skin. “I know you can beg better than that.”
Before she could respond, a cool, wet finger slipped between her cheeks. She stiffened, then relaxed as he drew a long, sensual line down her backside, then up again.
He retreated, then returned, creating the same path between the cheeks of her ass. This time he lingered at her opening, using the tip of his finger to tease and probe the nerve endings there.
Kitty hissed and wiggled, causing the nipple clamps to alter their pressure. The flash of pain made her pussy weep, and she leaned back into his finger. Noah pressed forward, sliding himself inside her tight opening. More pain followed, but nothing she hadn’t felt before. She groaned at the intrusion as erotic need spun through her system.
“Don’t move.”
“Why?”
He slapped her ass with the palm of his hand. “Don’t question me; just do it.”
She moistened her lips as pain vibrated up her spine. Pleasure quickly followed, creating an intoxicating mixture of sensation. He was controlling her. Every inch of her body was his to command. It confirmed the suspicions she had back in the limo. There, Shane had seemed like he was in charge, but there was a quality to Noah that suggested he liked giving orders too. She was seeing that side of him now. Did he show this side to anyone else, or had he saved it for her? Either way she was thankful for it.
Noah returned to her opening and once again circled his finger around the rim. She fought the urge to press her hips closer to his finger. If only he’d go deeper…
As if hearing her silent plea, Noah slipped his finger farther into her opening. With the blindfold on, her nerve endings were hypersensitive, and as he moved forward, they came alive and sent a raging fire through her body.
He continued to work, pushing forward and drawing back, until his finger was completely inside her.
“How does that feel?”
Without Shane, Kitty was able to focus completely on Noah and his actions. She took inventory of her body, focusing first on the fullness he created in her backside, and then the pressure on her nipples. “Incredible.”
“Good.” He pulled out slowly. “I’m going to use two now.”
“Please do.”
He added a second finger, slowly advancing and retreating, each movement causing another shot of heat to bolt up her center. She moved her body in time with his thrusts, so that when he pressed forward, he’d go a little deeper than he intended. She half expected him to punish her, but he didn’t seem to mind. Good thing since he was moving much too slow.
Finally both of Noah’s fingers were pushed in to the hilt. He wiggled them, then spread them apart. Kitty groaned as her body stretched to accommodate him. He pulled back, then repeated the movements again and again until her muscles relaxed and she became anxious for him to take the next step.
“God, you feel tight.” He gently slipped his fingers from her body. “I have to have you.”
“Then take me.”
She heard the rip of plastic, then the opening of a bottle. Before long he placed the tip of his cock at her opening. It felt warm and wet, and Kitty guessed he must have put extra lubrication on himself. He nudged his hips forward, pressing his erection inside of her. Her muscles stretched as he entered, and they both groaned at the intrusion.
“More,” she said.
He slid back a fraction of an inch, then pushed himself in farther. He was taking his time, she realized, holding back to make sure she didn’t feel too much pain. It was unnecessary. She leaned back on her knees and pushed her hips onto his waiting erection. He placed his hands on her hips to try to slow her down, but she was too eager. She couldn’t get enough of him.
“Hold still,” he said as he pushed against her inner ring of muscle. He pulled back slightly, and they both moaned at the friction he created along her inner walls.
He pressed forward. Pressure built once more as he pushed against her inner barrier. Then he was through, and the pain dissolved. Intense pleasure covered her body as he slowly slid himself inside her to the hilt.
He held still and ran his hands over her back, letting her adjust to the different sensations. Kitty shivered as heat rippled over her body, running like waves from his fingers. He drew his hands back and grasped her hips.
“You feel amazing,” she said.
“You do too.”
He pulled back until only the tip of his erection remained inside of her. The retreat left her feeling empty and needy. She curled her fingers into the mattress as he pushed again, this time easily sliding down her channel and filling her to the hilt. His balls slapped against her as he drove into her body. He slid back, then pushed forward again, digging his hands into her flesh as he drove himself home.
On the next retreat, she inched forward. When he pushed again, she leaned back on her knees and helped him drive himself deep inside her body. The loud slap echoed through the room as he pushed his hips as far forward as they could go.
They repeated the movements, once, twice. Each time the sensations fed her desire. She cried out at every thrust, sounding more like an animal in heat than anything human. Forward and back, he moved, and she used her body to maximize the impact. His voice soon rose and joined hers in a chorus of need. Each movement altered the pressure of her nipple clamps, sending a spark of pain over her skin that brought her longing to new levels. She climbed higher and higher yet couldn’t seem to find the release she needed.
Urgency swept through her, and sweat formed on her brow as she concentrated on the emotions running through her. She was close, so close…
Noah reached around her hip, over her mound, and found her clit. He flicked it, then pressed it between his fingers.
The added sensation was her undoing. Kitty exploded in a blast of light. She said his name and arched her back as he continued to thrust. Pleasure coated every muscle and burst from every pore in her skin. He thrust harder, faster; then, with a final cry, she knew he
too found his release.
His movements slowed, but she still remained in limbo, enjoying the boneless, foggy feeling of the moment. Again and again he invaded her body until every last bit of ecstasy had poured through her system. Exhaustion overcame her, and she hung her head.
Noah curled around her body and placed a tender kiss between her shoulder blades. She shivered as he removed the blindfold and clamps. Her nipples throbbed as blood flow returned to them.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
She met his gaze and smiled. “Of course; you?”
“Perfect.” He tossed the items onto the floor, removed and disposed of his condom, and then dragged her down to the bed with him. He held her close, spooning her with his body and snuggling into her hair. He reached around her torso and gently caressed her nipples until the throbbing fully subsided. The act was so intimate that Kitty almost wept. This was what she wanted in life, to feel cherished and loved. While Shane was fun and exciting, Noah gave her the silent comfort she craved in her life.
She thought about Shane. Like Noah’s, his touch sent her libido into overdrive. They were much the same in some ways, different in others. What would it feel like to have not only one but two strong men care about her? Something like that would be a dream come true. She reached down and pulled the blankets up over them, creating a cocoon of warmth.
Noah placed a kiss on her shoulder. “You were perfect.”
“So you’ll stay?” she asked.
His grip around her middle tightened, and she turned her head to get a better look at him. “Please, Noah, don’t go. I need you.”
“I can’t stay in the same house with that man.”
Noah wasn’t even using Shane’s name now. That wasn’t good. Kitty sighed and rubbed his arm. “Go talk to him. Clear up whatever it is that’s eating away at you both.”
Noah was silent for a long time before responding. “I’ve already talked to him. It didn’t do any good.”
“Talk to him again.”
“You’re asking a lot. I’m not sure it’s possible for us to clear the air this time.”
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