Chapter 34

Natalie

Noah's words make my head spin, but all rationality gets pushed away when he steps closer. His cock is freed and hard, hitting his navel, and no memory would ever do it justice.

I bite my bottom lip, wondering what I'm supposed to do now.

I'm inexperienced—Noah is the only man I've ever been with. I lack the courage to initiate something, yet I want his fat cock buried deep inside my wet pussy.

Luckily, I don't get a chance to think about it for too long. Noah's mouth finds its way on top of mine again, unleashing a hungrier torrent of dominating kisses.

Noah climbs up on the couch and pins me underneath his broad chest while continuing to control my tongue. I try to pull away from him between breaths and offer him something, but he isn't letting me.

"Tonight, I will take charge," Noah says, stroking his thumb over my cheek while eyeing my face. He is gorgeous. Dark. Sexy. "But you can swallow my cum tomorrow."

I blush at his words, and his lips curl. Noah seems to draw amus