Page 210 of The Havenport Collection

Luke

I met Nora’s eyes, and my smile widened. Her face and neck were flushed, those glorious breasts jiggling as she punched the granite. She was naked and spread out for me, and it was the hottest thing I had ever seen.

“Fuck.” She banged a fist on the countertop again. “Why do you have to be so good at that? I want you to be terrible in bed. Selfish and lazy with a tiny dick.”

I leaned in and bit her inner thigh gently.

“I am a lot of things, but terrible in bed is not one of them. That was just a preview. Not even my best work given the angle of the counter. Come up to my bed and I will really bring my A game.” I winked at her as I lazily circled her clit with my thumb.

Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and I knew we were just getti

ng started.

“Stop. This is crazy. I just let you go down on me in your kitchen.”

“Because I wanted to. Because I’ve spent years thinking about this, Nora—what you would taste like, the noises you would make when I drive you crazy. Don’t you understand? I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long I am not going to waste it.”

I stood up and caged her in my arms.

“And I know you’re not done with me, Nora. I know you want more. I can see your chest heaving. I can see how turned on you are right now.”

I hovered my mouth inches away from hers, staring at her and not kissing her.

I took my index finger and gently slid it up her slit, bringing it directly to my mouth.

“So sweet,” I said, and she threw her head back with frustration. “I knew your pussy would be magic. Now that I’ve got you warmed up, we can really get to work.”

“Really? Because I think I’ll be leaving,” she huffed, still not moving an inch.

I laughed. I leaned forward and kissed her deeply, feeling the way she deepened the kiss, as if her hunger matched my own.

I spread my arms. “I’m all yours. I will do anything you want, Nora.”

She tapped her chin. “Oh, I know exactly what I want.”

She hopped off the counter and immediately sank to her knees in front of me. I think I briefly lost consciousness. The number of times I had dreamed of this moment and pined for her touch—nothing compared to the naked goddess in front of me.

She yanked down my sweats and licked her lips as my erection sprang free.

“Yes,” she said before taking me into her mouth aggressively.

I grabbed onto the countertop; I thought I might pass out. Her mouth was the most perfect thing I had ever felt.

I threaded my fingers through her gorgeous hair, tugging lightly as she took me to the back of her throat. In classic Nora fashion, she was thorough, determined, and totally focused on my pleasure. It was so good. Too good. I needed to stop her.

“Your mouth,” I grunted, “it’s too good.” I gave myself a minute to enjoy the bliss before pulling back.

She looked up at me, maintaining eye contact as she gently dragged her teeth along my cock, and I almost came on the spot.

“Stop,” I said, pushing her back gently.

She gave me a dirty look. Still on her knees.

“Let me return the favor.”

I shook my head and reached for her hand, pulling her up and kissing her deeply.

“I need to be inside you.” I drew her close, kissing her neck and pinching one of those perfect nipples.

Her voice was breathy and filled with need. “I suppose that could be arranged.”

She reached up, pulling off my shirt as she kissed me.

“Damn you, Luke, and those shoulders.” She took a step back and raked her eyes all over my chest.

I smirked. “Like what you see, Fireball?”

She licked her lips. “Sadly, I do like it.”

I stepped out of my pants and closed the distance between us. “You are so fucking hot,” I said, kissing her neck and collarbone. “I need to feel you now.”

“Yes,” she moaned. “Condom?”

I nodded, reaching over the counter to my wallet.

“I want to be on top,” she demanded.

“Anything you want.” It was the truth. My cock ached, and my head spun with lust. There was nothing I would say no to in this moment.

She pushed me toward the couch as I pinched her nipples.

“That’s the only way I can finish.” She breathed, fisting my length. “On top.”

I smirked. We would see about that one. “Challenge accepted.”

“Stop. Trust me. I know my body, and I know what works.”

“It’s cute that you think that. But give me a chance, and I promise, I will get to know your body really well.”

She hovered above my lap, smirking as I looked up at her. Eyes and hair wild, naked and bathed in the firelight.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” I cried as she sank down onto me and began to rock gently.

I didn’t care that I was on my couch. In that moment a train could have driven through my house and I wouldn’t have cared. Because the woman I had wanted for years, the woman I had pined after, dreamt of, the woman who was totally unattainable—she was riding my dick and screaming my name.

The feel of her, the sight of her body and her gorgeous face as she rode me, as she took her pleasure from me, was incredible. It took everything I had to keep myself under control. I didn’t wait six years for this moment only to prematurely ejaculate like a chump.

I closed my eyes, depriving myself of the sight of her, hoping that it would be enough as I felt her begin to clench around me.

“Luke,” she moaned. “Yes. That’s so good.” She was grinding on me with a slow deliberate pace and pinching her nipples. I held her hips as I felt her begin to come apart.

“Yes. That’s it.”

I spanked her hard and she cried out, “Yes. Yes.”

“You like that, Fireball? You like it when I spank that delicious ass?”

I could feel her clenching around me, her pace quickening and eyes closing.

“Yes. I love it. Spank me again, Luke.”

I obliged, reveling in the intensity of what was happening between us. Nora was rough and passionate and gave as good as she got.

I forced myself to open my eyes and watch her come apart while she rode me. It was the most incredible thing I’d ever seen. I knew at that moment I needed more than one night with Nora. Unlocking her secrets and driving her wild was my new life’s mission.

She collapsed on my chest, breathing heavily as I pushed off the couch and laid her on the floor.

“I can’t believe you’re still going.” She sighed as I drove into her.

I reached up, pinning her arms above her head. She smiled, enjoying the restraint. “Watching you come on my cock almost killed me, but I want more, Nora. I need more.”

“Yes. Give me more.”

“I’m not gentle,” I growled as she whimpered beneath me. I could feel her tightening around me again, and I focused on my deep, hard thrusts.

“Is this why you came over here?” I asked. “You wanted me to fuck you.”

“No,” she cried, arching her back as I took a nipple into my mouth. “That’s the last thing I wanted.”

“I don’t believe you. You knew if you came over here and yelled at me I wouldn’t be able to resist you. You wanted me to spank you and pull your hair and make you come.”

She moaned again, and I willed myself to last a little bit longer.

“I can’t resist what is between us. See how hard you make me?”

“Yes. You are so hard and big,” she moaned.

“This is six years, Nora. Six years of wanting you.” I shifted, grinding against her clit. “Six years of waiting, six years of banter, six years of dirty looks.”

I felt her tightening, knew she was close, and prayed I could hold on a bit longer. I wanted to rock her world. I wanted to fuck her harder and deeper than anyone ever had.

“I’m not sorry,” she yelled, coming apart as I continued to thrust, feeling my own release gathering inside me.

She called out my name and that was it. My climax crashed over me as I released six years of pent-up tension, of desire, inside her.

Looking down at her dazed expression, I released her wrists, kissing each one.

I stood up and picked her up in my arms, headed toward the stairs.

“What are you doing?” she asked lazily.

“Taking you up to my bed. I have six years to make up for. I’m not done yet.”