Loving Her by Jeanne St. James

Author:Jeanne St. James [St. James, Jeanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jeanne St. James

Chapter Six

Noah:

My forehead rests against hers as we catch our breath, wait for the slowing of our heartbeats.

“That was our first kiss tonight,” I murmur, a hair’s breadth from those gorgeous lips I just tasted.

“Yes,” she answers as if that’s completely normal.

“You normally don’t,” I state.

“No.”

I understand why she doesn’t. I hardly ever kiss anyone I’m with. My mouth is used for everything but. Funny how a kiss seems more intimate than actual intercourse. To me, the person you’re kissing should mean something to you, not just a body you are getting a sexual release from.

Maybe it’s the same with her.

“If I asked, would you kiss me again?”

“You haven’t asked,” she says simply.

True.

I can ask or I can take. I wonder which she prefers. No matter how much she’s determined to be in charge, that control clearly slipped several times so far tonight. And in those moments, my need to take over, be something I haven’t been in a long time, something I hadn’t needed to be in over a decade, has grown to epic proportions.

And, honestly, I have a feeling it’s only because it’s her. Having her in my arms gives me a burning desire to protect her, take care of her, make her mine.

I decide not to ask, and just take what I want, brushing my lips softly against her red ones once, twice. Then tilting my head, I take our kiss deeper, my tongue dipping inside, exploring, hers doing the same. She groans into my mouth as I drive my fingers into her long, silky hair, gripping it hard. I hold her in place and take her mouth like it’s mine.

Because finally it is.

My cock remains buried deep inside her when she shifts, tilting her hips, pressing her clit against me. I drop one hand between us to tease her clit with my thumb. I circle it, pressing, and she grinds hard against me, squeezing me tight.

Then I feel it, her body rippling once again around me. Our mouths are joined, our bodies connected and I don’t want to let her go.

That last orgasm was solely for her since I’m lucky to have just stayed hard enough to remain inside her. I know that will change very quickly. But she doesn’t shift off my lap and I hold her hips tightly, wanting to keep her close.

She buries her face into my neck and breathes deeply. I nuzzle my nose into her hair near her ear.

“Bree...”

“Hmm?” she murmurs against my skin.

“You feel so fucking good.”

Her spine straightens, and she sits up, her face too serious for just orgasming for the millionth time tonight. Okay, maybe that’s a bit of an exaggeration. But this woman is no one hit wonder.

“Things haven’t gone the way I expected,” she admits.

I find myself pleased with that admission and need to press my lips together to keep from giving her a big, goofy grin. Finally, when I have it under control, I ask, “Is that so bad?”

“When have multiple orgasms ever been bad?”

At this point, I can’t fight it anymore.

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