New Year's Quickie

by Izzy Gomez

  Ellie’s fist tightened on his shirt and her other arm slid around his back to hold him close. Noah rocked against her as his tongue slid over hers. He ran it over her teeth, her lips.

  He threaded one hand into her hair, combing his fingers through the strands. Ellie clung to him and desperately tried to take more. Her hands moved restlessly over his chest and back. She wanted to touch him everywhere. She wanted to be rid of the clothes that separated them so she could feel him against her skin. She wanted to touch every inch of him with her hands, her lips. She wanted everything.

  She wanted.

  “OK everyone! Thirty seconds until midnight!”

  Tess’s voice over the speaker system broke them out of their private world. Noah slowly drew his lips away but nothing else. He still held her tightly in his arms. “Damn Tess,” he muttered.

  Ellie flicked a glance over his shoulder and saw Tess standing on the stage. She was tossing paper party hats and noisemakers into the crowd. Then Noah stroked his fingers along the side of her neck and she forgot everything but the two of them.

  “It’s been a long time since I had someone to kiss at midnight.” He leaned in to nip at her earlobe. “And you want to know what I’m going to do at twelve-oh-one?”

  She’d never realized it felt so good having someone nibble her ear. “What?”

  “I’m going to take you home, take you to the cabin, take off that sexy dress of yours, look at your beautiful body, and use my hands and my mouth to touch every inch of your skin. I’m going to make love to you until neither one of us can see straight. And I’m going to hold you in my arms and kiss you until we’re ready, and then I’m going to make love to you again. And I’m going to do that over and over until we’re both too tired to move.”

  Ellie was on the verge of hyperventilating. She was throbbing so hard between her legs it radiated halfway up her torso and all the way to her feet. Her underpants were soaked. She was almost wild enough with need that she would let him do all that right there, without taking her home first.

  “You think you’re up for that?” His words seemed calm, like he was in complete control of himself. But the catch in his voice and the rapid rise and fall of his chest betrayed him.

  “It’s funny.” Her voice came out barely a breath. “I was thinking I wanted the same thing.”

  He buried his face in her neck with a groan. “Let’s skip the midnight thing.”

  “Ten!” Tess’s voice called out.

  “Or not.”

  Ellie shivered as his breath tickled her collarbone.

  “Nine!” The whole bar joined in the countdown. The whole bar except Noah and Ellie.

  “Tell me what you’re going to do to me.” His lips brushed her neck as he spoke.

  “Eight!”

  Ellie hesitated. She’d never been good at talking dirty. “I’m, um, I’m going to kiss you all over.”

  “Seven!”

  “I’m going to take you in my mouth, and lick you all over, and taste you until you can’t remember your own name.”

  Noah shuddered.

  “Six!”

  “I’m going to wrap my legs around you while you thrust into me.” Not so hard after all.

  Hard. Haha.

  “Five!”

  “What else?” He groaned, his arms tightening around her. She didn’t think they could get any closer.

  “Four!”

  “I’m going to flip you over, and I’m going to ride you until you forget everything but me.”

  “Three!”

  “I’m going to...I can’t think of anything else right now. I can’t really think at all.”

  “Two!”

  “I think that should do for tonight.” He lifted his head, a tight smile on his face.

  “One!”

  The cheers, the kazoos, the whistles were dim background noise as Noah lowered his lips to hers once again, murmuring, “Happy New Year, Ellie.”

  For the first time, his kiss was tender. His mouth moved softly over hers, gentle licks, tiny nibbles. Before she had time to truly appreciate the sweetest kiss she’d ever had, he slowly drew away.

  His hand found hers and he laced their fingers together. “What do you say we get out of here?” His voice was deep, thick. His eyes glazed with lust.

  “Yes. Please.”

  He led her to the coatrack and held her coat for her, letting his hands linger on her shoulders as she buttoned it. He shrugged into his own jacket, zipping it as he strode toward the door. Ellie hurried to keep up with him.

  His legs were so much longer than hers. A thrill shot through her knowing soon she would see those legs naked, would be able to run her hands along those powerful thighs, kneel between them as she used her mouth to make him feel heaven.

  Noah paused at the door. He smiled back at her as he waited. “Sorry. Guess I’m a little anxious to get out of here.”

  Ellie tried to smile casually but knew she was grinning like a fool. Who cared? He already knew exactly how much she wanted him.

  Somehow, she couldn’t bring herself to regret what they were doing. At least she would be able to look back on this time and remember what it was like to be wanted so completely.

  Chapter Three

  Noah watched as Ellie turned on the bedside lamp and pulled back the quilts on her bed. She suddenly seemed shy, which made him want her more. Everything she did sucked him deeper. She looked like pure seduction, but he’d seen the sad, haunted look that sometimes came into her eyes. There were things he didn’t know about her, things from her past that had left her hesitant and scared.

  Then again, who didn’t have things from their past that scared the shit out of them? He certainly did.

  Not wanting his thoughts going down that road, he crossed the room to her. He lifted her hair and nuzzled the back of her neck.

  She arched into him and let out a soft sound from deep in her throat. His dick hardened further, something he hadn’t thought possible. His arousal bordered on painful. The most delicious pain he could imagine.

  He wrapped his arms around her and ran his hands over the silky material covering her hips, her belly. Each time he stroked upward he edged closer to her breasts. He would spend plenty of time worshiping those breasts. He could still taste them from the last time he’d touched her like that.

  “Have I told you how much I like this dress?” His hands molded to the lower curve of one breast. She arched her back, pressing into his touch.

  “I don’t think so,” she murmured.

  “The first time I saw you in it, what, the second day you were here, I knew you were trouble.” His hands stroked lower, caressing the tops of her thighs.

  Her laugh was weak. “Trouble.”

  “Big trouble.” His hands moved up again. This time he teased her with the faintest brush of his palms. His body ached for more, screamed for firmer contact but he resisted. He would use every bit of his willpower to worship her the way he’d told her at the bar. They had all night. So what if he didn’t sleep?

  “It’s this, right here.” He trailed his finger down the v-neck and dipped into her cleavage. She shivered as he swept his finger from side to side, brushing the slopes of her breasts.

  “And this.” He leaned over her shoulder and pressed a wet kiss to her exposed chest. “And this.” He ran his tongue along her collarbone, across the base of her throat, over her collarbone to her other shoulder. Her skin was salty yet sweet as honey. He wasn’t sure if he’d ever get enough of kissing her.

  “If I’d known, I would have worn it more often. Just to torture you.” She pushed her butt back and rubbed it against him.

  Oh damn. She was going to make him come before they even got their shoes off.

  To hell with gentle. They had all night for that.

  Noah spun her in his arms and crushed his mouth over hers. His tongue shoved inside and began exploring with an urgency that sent his head spinning.

  She immediately wrapped herself into him, matching
his kiss with equal intensity. In less than a minute they’d ripped their clothes off.

  Noah moved them to the bed, pulling her down on top of him as he fell back on the worn flannel sheets. In this position he was free to touch her anywhere. Everywhere. He slid his hands over her back, across her shoulders, down her arms, over her hips, down one leg and up the other. She moaned and sighed and occasionally squirmed. Giggled if he hit a ticklish spot. He loved that she felt comfortable enough with him to laugh while they made love.

  Make love. Finally, after weeks that felt like years of waiting, they were naked together, touching the way he’d been longing for. In just a few minutes they would cross the line and become lovers.

  The idea sent his blood surging, his dick hardening another notch. At the same moment, Ellie teased her nails across his butt and he let out a long groan.

  Unable to withstand her incredible touch without losing control, Noah flipped her onto her back and bent his head to her breasts. He sucked one swollen nipple into his mouth, flicking at it with his tongue. It was sweeter and more delicious than he remembered. If it weren’t for the hammering need between his legs he would have been content to spend all night enjoying her breasts.

  “That’s so good,” Ellie whispered, fisting her hands into his hair. She pressed on the back of his head as she arched into his mouth. He used his teeth on her and her hips rose off the mattress.

  Humming his appreciation against her skin, he slid his hand down her stomach and pressed her back down. His fingers brushed the coarse hair between her legs and he couldn’t hold himself back any longer. He’d been trying so hard to prolong touching her, but he didn’t seem to have control over his hand as it nudged her thighs open.

  He cupped her and once again her hips jerked up. She was drenched. Knowing he’d made her that wet sent yet another surge of arousal through him. He felt like his whole body was made of steel. He hadn’t known he could get this hard. What was this woman doing to him?

  She rocked her hips against his hand and nudged his face with her breast. Enthralled by the softness between her legs, he’d neglected her breasts. He moved to her other nipple and pulled it into his mouth as he began rubbing his palm against her slick mound.

  She moaned unintelligible words. Noah raised his gaze to look at her face. Her head tilted back, her eyes closed, her mouth open. Her expression looked almost pained.

  Her complete surrender to pleasure thrilled him. She was so amazing, so beautiful.

  Again he held off as long as he could, but finally he had to move on. He had to feel inside her. Using his thumb to stroke her sweet spot on the outside, he slid his middle finger inside and probed for the sweet spot within.

  When she cried out and thrashed against his hand he knew he’d found it. Her hips began to thrust against him and her breath became a pant.

  “Please, Noah.”

  His stomach clenched at the sound of his name being said by that sweet voice. He trailed his lips up the slope of her breast, up to her shoulder. “What, sweetheart? Please what?”

  “I’m going...” She paused as if she couldn’t find the words. Her hips continued to match the thrust of his hand. “I’m going to...”

  She had to be the most amazing woman he had ever met. Her cheeks were damp, her hair spread across the sheet, and he wanted to wrap her in his arms and simply hold her almost as much as he wanted to drive into her and send them both over the edge.

  “You’re going to what?” He nibbled at the side of her neck. He worked his way up under her chin, then along the line of her jaw. He couldn’t stop kissing her, but he wanted to be able to watch her face when she hit the peak.

  Weak fingers wrapped around his wrist. She pulled at his hand but she didn’t have the strength to move him.

  “Please, I’m going to come.”

  Given the speed of her thrusts he guessed she was going to come very soon. “That’s the idea.”

  “I want...you...in...inside me.” Her eyes fluttered open and met his.

  The begging in that melted chocolate gaze was almost his undoing. It took all his willpower to keep from throwing himself on top of her and driving himself inside her heat. He was pretty sure his jaw was clenched tight enough to break.

  “I will be. Next time.”

  “Now.” Again she pushed ineffectively at his wrist.

  “There’s plenty of time for that.” He kissed her mouth as he sped up the movement of his finger inside her. She clenched at him, trying to draw him deeper, trying to get him to fill her more. “I don’t intend for this to be your only one.”

  For a moment her face lost all its tension. She gazed up at him with such awe, such complete trust and surrender that he had to look away. He focused on the sight of his hand disappearing inside her, which sent his dick twitching. It screamed for attention.

  He couldn’t hold out any longer. He had to finish this and finally, finally have her.

  Noah slid a second finger inside her. That was all it took. Her thighs clamped together, locking his hand in place. She rolled her head back and squeezed her eyes shut. Her mouth opened as she cried out, his name mixed with words he couldn’t understand.

  The moment she relaxed he took her mouth. He didn’t want to give her a chance to come down. He needed his own release too much, and he fully intended for her to join him.

  “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured into her as his kiss turned needy.

  “That was incredible,” she whispered back.

  “I need to be inside you.” Desire was fogging his brain. Now that her turn was over he couldn’t think straight. All he could do was move toward his inevitable release.

  He jerked violently as Ellie’s hand closed around him. For a minute he thrust toward her as she stroked up and down his shaft. But it was too much. He wouldn’t last.

  He circled her wrist and drew it away. “No more. I need to be in you right now.” He knew he was begging but he didn’t care. He would do anything if she would just let him make love to her. Now.

  Ellie slid her hand under the pillow, searching for the condoms he’d stashed there while they were undressing. Telling himself he was a glutton for rejection, he’d put them in his pocket when he left that evening on the hopes he could finally have Ellie in his bed. Or her bed. Any bed would do.

  She ran her hand down him again, measuring his girth with her fingers. With her next stroke she smoothed on the thin latex shield.

  Noah settled between her spread thighs, supporting his weight on his elbows. He forced himself to keep his eyes open. He wanted to see her as he entered her.

  Ellie stroked her hands over his hips, her thumbs running along his hipbones. She stretched the skin of his groin tight, ratcheting his need up another notch.

  His control snapped. He surged into her, pulled back, thrust again. A third thrust and he was as deep as he could go. She wrapped her legs around his waist, just as she’d promised, and enveloped him in her slick heat.

  The noise that escaped his throat was close to a growl. He held himself still, enjoying the feel of her surrounding him in every way. Her usually fresh scent drifted up to him, mixed with the spicy smell of sex.

  “Noah.” She lifted her head, her mouth searching for his. She nipped at his lower lip before sliding her tongue along the seam. He opened his mouth and met her kiss.

  “Say that again,” he whispered as he trailed his lips across her cheek. How did she keep her skin so smooth? It was perfect.

  “Say what?” She rolled her hips under him, urging him to move.

  Slowly, agonizingly slowly, he drew back from her, then slid back deep. He continued his long strokes, torturing them both.

  “Noah? You want me to say your name again?” Her fingers dug into his hips, deep enough to hurt, trying to force him to move faster.

  He ignored the pain and resisted her urging, which matched his own. He was going to make this last if it killed him. Which it very well might.

  “Yes,” he gasped, burying his
face in her hair. He nipped at the delicate skin of her earlobe and she squirmed against him.

  She tilted her head, giving him better access. “Noah.” Her fingers trailed up his back, the lightest of touches. He shuddered.

  “Ellie.” He couldn’t take much more. He was going to have to start really moving soon. “Ellie.”

  She turned her head toward him, used her nose to nudge his face back to hers. For a moment she just looked into his eyes, watched his face as he withdrew once more.

  She held her breath as he reached the height, only the very tip of him still inside her. When he eased back into her she said it on a long sigh. “Noah.”

  He wanted to respond, wanted to find the words to tell her how amazing she was, how alive she made him feel, but everything inside him, including his throat, was too tight. And even if he hadn’t been lost in a fog of desire, he wasn’t sure there were words adequate. For the first time in years he felt like a whole human being, not just a shell walking through life.

  Knowing he was approaching dangerous territory, he shut down all thought. Gradually he increased the speed of his thrusts, bringing them both closer. Closer.

  He shifted the angle of his thrusts until he found the one that made her jerk and cry out, her body clamping tightly around him. Still gaining speed, he pounded into her.

  There was no sound in the room except their rapid breathing and the slap of their skin. Both were beyond the ability to speak. Occasionally Ellie let out one of her unintelligible words, such a pure sound of hunger it made Noah’s head spin.

  With each thrust her body tightened further around him. He was certain at any moment they would somehow become fused.

  Her back arched and her thighs gripped his hips as her climax hit. She squeezed him with her whole body, inside and out, and let out a series of cries that matched the shudders running through her body and into his.

  Noah gritted his teeth against his own need to come. Every muscle in his body was pulled to its limit.