He moved down slowly, nibbling and kissing one millimeter at a time, teasing her until she thought she would go crazy. She could feel the warmth of his breath on her pussy long before his mouth ever actually touched her there.
But when he finally did, she was sure she would explode. She didn’t, but she did moan and squirm around like a woman possessed. Noah wrapped his arms firmly around her thighs, holding her tightly as he teased her to the point of insanity.
She tried to get her fingers in his hair, so she could steer him where she needed him, but his hair was too dang short to get a grip on, and she was reduced to little more than unintelligible moans and demands, which he completely ignored.
Just when Peyton was sure she couldn’t take the teasing even one more second, Noah moved his mouth up to her clit and flicked it with the tip of his tongue. Her response was immediate and intense.
She screamed, arched her back, and came.
The waves of her climax were so powerful it felt like every muscle in her body was spasming at the same time. She’d never experienced anything like it and wasn’t completely sure she’d survive even this first time.
She did, bucking and jerking as Noah tugged every trace of pleasure from her body. By the time he was done, Peyton was panting for breath. She should have been exhausted after coming so hard—and for so long—but she wasn’t. If anything, she felt more alive than she’d ever been.
When Noah got to his feet, Peyton gave him a smile and rolled onto her knees. “Okay, now it’s my turn.”
Noah didn’t need any more encouragement. She waited impatiently for him to unbuckle his belt and take off his dress pants, but when he finally shoved down his boxer briefs, the reveal was worth it. His cock was as beautiful as the rest of him—long, thick, and hard. She leaned forward and took him into her mouth, teasing with her tongue and sighing how delicious he tasted.
He slipped his hand in her long hair, urging her to take more of him, but also controlling her movements at the same time. She alternated between teasing licks and deeper swallows until Noah pulled back with a husky groan. Peyton didn’t complain. As much as she’d like to make him come this way, she needed him inside her even more. There would be time for other games later.
Giving her a sexy grin, Noah opened the drawer of the nightstand and took out a condom. She watched as he rolled it on, then slid higher up on the bed, settling himself between her legs. He was so big and strong above her and she loved watching his muscles flex as he braced himself on one arm while slowly slipping inside her. Then all she could focus on was how amazing he felt. He filled her completely and as they moved together, her legs came up and wrapped around him, squeezing him tight and never wanting to let him go.
Noah pumped his hips slowly at first, his mouth coming down to cover hers with kisses that took her breath away. But soon, he began to move faster, his thrusts becoming more forceful. She tightened her arms and legs around him, urging him on even more, loving the feel of him moving inside her like this.
When she came, it was as mind-blowing as the first time, but this one felt even more special because Noah came with her, grunting as he buried his face in the curve of her neck and nipped her deliciously.
He thrust hard, plunging deep inside her and emptying himself completely. Then he flipped her over to rest comfortably on his chest. Being with him like this felt more right than anything in her life ever had.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
NOAH WOKE UP to the jarring sound of his phone ringing somewhere nearby. He rolled out of bed before his sleep-deprived mind got around to remembering his cell was out in the living room where he’d left it last night before carrying Peyton to bed.
He glanced over his shoulder at the amazing woman who’d totally flipped his world upside down last night. The sight of Peyton lying there with the sheet and blanket draped over her naked body, one hand reaching as if trying to recapture the warmth of his presence, took his breath away.
His phone rang again and he reluctantly dragged his gaze away from her and headed out of the bedroom. Noah wasn’t sure how many times they’d made love last night. At least three, not counting the time they spent simply kissing. He’d never experienced a night like it before. But as amazing as the lovemaking had been, it was entirely possible it had been the quiet moments of conversation in between that were the most memorable for him.
They’d talked about stuff both silly and serious, with topics ranging from books she hoped to write one day to exotic countries he wanted to take her to. Then he’d told Peyton about his work on the SEAL team. Nothing specific or classified, but he’d opened up and shared stories of some of the places he’d been and things he’d seen. The fact that he was able to talk to her about that part of his life—even if it was in a heavily censored kind of way—meant everything to him. It made him think that maybe this thing between them could work.
Noah found his phone on the coffee table where he’d left it, picking it up but not recognizing the number. He thumbed the button to answer it anyway. Too many people had his number to ignore the call.
“Bradley,” he said quietly, not wanting to wake Peyton.
“Noah, it’s Dwayne,” came the rumble of a deep voice. “Sorry to call you so early, especially after the
