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I’d trashed my tights before leaving the resort, so his hand was sending shockwaves through me with the simplest touch.

There were so many things to focus on.

His calloused palm against my smooth skin.

His parted lips.

His hooded gaze.

His masculine, earthy scent.

The mess between my thighs.

And now? The way his dick was moving on its own, begging for my attention behind the cotton of his briefs.

Too. Damn. Much.

Impulsively, I gave in to my need to be connected to him and straddled his lap, kissing him again because I couldn’t get enough of how he tasted.

Noah moaned at my sudden claim on his mouth but fell into the kiss easily, massaging my hips while he held me in place.

His dick jumped against my center and I whimpered. It would be so easy to grab a condom from my unused stash and sit on it. But I resisted, ending the kiss before I could get carried away.

Biting his lip, he remained silent when I backed away from his lap and went back to the space between his spread legs.

Emboldened by how easily he gave in to my control, I stroked my palm along his length and my jaw dropped when it grew another inch under my touch. There was the faintest wet spot near his hip and my mouth watered at the thought of licking up his precum. Licking upanypart of him, to be honest.

I kept stroking until he let out a hiss and involuntarily moved his hips down, his posture becoming more reclined against the headboard.

“True, that feels good.”

I wrapped my hand around him again, testing the weight of him before I let go. My mouth continued to water. His dick was heavy and thick. I knew that and I couldn’t even see it.

Done distracting myself from his pleasure, I placed the toy against his thigh and let him get adjusted to the lowest setting.

“You tell me to stop and it stops.”

Noah ignored my disclaimer and adjusted his hips again, trying to get closer to the buzz of the wand. I smirked, but gave him exactly what he wanted.

The moment the vibrations hit his dick, he whimpered and threw his head back.

Fuck. Me.

I knew right then I was gonna make this man come in his pants and I knew I was gonna enjoy every second of it.

There was something so addicting about the way he surrendered to me even though we’d never done this dance before.

He trusted me. And that deserved…everything.

I leaned forward and licked the base of his throat when another moan tore out of him. The sound vibrated against my tongue and my wand vibrated against his dick, running up and down his shaft while he began to squirm beneath me.

“True.”

He said my name so desperately, it was intoxicating. I wanted to see how many more times my name could fall from his lips like a plea before I was done with him.

Looking down, I bit my lip at his dick bobbing and falling against his thigh repeatedly. He was so responsive, I wondered how fast I could make him come. And at the same time, I wanted to know how close I could bring him to the edge before leaving him hanging. Maybe next time. I didn’t have it in me to edge him right now. I was too greedy for his release. Probably greedier than him.

My tongue trailed up his throat, my lips caressing the tattoos there before I came back to my favorite spot at the base again. I sucked hard and let the vibrating head of the wand rest against the head of his dick while he moaned above me.