Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25820 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25820 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
“Yes,” I moan. I think I would agree to anything right now. Watching Noble on his knees in front of me, going to town between my thighs is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. It’s not only the act but the intensity coming from him.
He strokes my clit faster with his tongue as he hooks his fingers inside of me, hitting something deep that I didn’t know was there. This orgasm is different from the last. It explodes out from everywhere, my whole body humming with pleasure. I feel a sharp pain for a second, but it’s gone as quickly as it was there. Noble continues lapping at my sex, drinking up my orgasm before he slowly pulls his fingers out from inside of me.
“Don’t move,” he orders when I start to close my legs. Then he pushes my shirt up, revealing my breasts as he rises to his feet to loom over me. I watch as he strokes himself. “Kitten,” he groans as he starts to come. Ropes of cum spray across my thighs and sex. He keeps stroking himself as more comes from him, this time hitting my stomach and breasts.
He stares down at me, his eyes taking in what he’s done to me. He marked me. It’s a crazy, almost barbaric thing, but I love it. I feel claimed in a way. No one has ever staked a claim on me. I should probably feel otherwise, but I can’t help but love that he wants himself to be all over me.
“You’re stunning, Kitten. But more so with me on you.” He leans down, letting my legs drop together, and kisses me long and hard. “Come on. I don’t want to wash this off, but I do want you to soak in the tub so you’re not sore tomorrow.”
“Sore?” He slides his hand between my thighs, cupping my sex. I tense when he starts to push a finger inside of me. He stops.
“Sore,” he repeats. “Let me get the tub going.” I watch as he walks back into the bathroom, and the sound of water coming on fills the room a few seconds later. When he comes back, he’s got a white hand towel, and he’s put his sweats back on. I can still see the hard outline of his cock. “Open for me.” I do without question.
How does he suddenly have this much control over my body? I really must subconsciously trust him. He’s been so patient with me. I tense again when he wipes between my thighs. When he pulls the towel back, it’s then I see the blood. It hits me what that pinch of pain I’d felt was.
“Noble?”
“The first time I slide my cock inside you isn’t going to be painful.” Emotions fill my throat, but I only nod in understanding. He’d taken my hymen in the least painful way possible. I was so lost in my orgasm I barely felt it.
He tosses the towel down before he lifts me, carrying me to the bathroom and sitting me down in the tub. I let out a soft moan. I can’t remember the last time I had a bath. It’s only ever been shower stalls. It’s a luxury a lot of people don’t realize they have.
Noble drops down onto his knees beside the tub. “What are you doing?” I ask when he starts to put soap on a loofah ball.
“Taking care of you.” I close my eyes, but I can’t stop the few tears that escape. Until this very moment, I hadn’t realized how much I’ve yearned for someone to say those words to me. “Autumn, baby.” He grips my chin to turn my head to face him. I open my eyes. “You’re killing me. Did I hurt you? Kitten, I’m sorry if I went too—”
“No.” I stop him. “You didn’t hurt me.”
He lets out a breath. “Why are you crying?”
“I can’t explain it. It’s not bad, I'm just not used to someone taking care of me.”
Noble’s jaw ticks, but he forces a smile onto his lips. “You’ll get used to it, or I’ll die trying.”
I lean over and press my mouth to his.
No, Noble hasn’t hurt me, but he could. He’s taking something no one else has ever gotten close to. My heart.
CHAPTER 13
NOBLE
I check the time and turn the page of the poetry book I’m reading.
Escape me?
Never—
Beloved!
While I am I, and you are you,
So long as the world contains us both
So sayeth Mr. Browning. Autumn would approve. I mark a passage. The next time I have her in my room, I’ll tie her hands and feet together, lick her to the point of orgasm, and then sit back and read her some Browning while she fights the urge to come. If we do this enough, just reading one line from this collection could put her on the edge. I flip to the next entry.