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Sir Noah.

Ingrid wasn't sure if it was right to call the man "Sir" in this heated moment. But calling him that way was sending shivers down her spine, making her even hotter. Maybe because it sounded... forbidden?

She pumped against his long, thick fingers, impaling herself on them. He let her move, seemingly enjoying watching her thrust and grind against his fingers. Throughout it all, their eyes locked, his gaze as intense as his touch. The heat and depth of his stare consumed more than just her body.

Ingrid gasped as he pulled his fingers from her delicate core.

"Open your mouth," Noah commanded, holding his wet fingers up to her face.

She did as she was unexpectedly told. He slid his two fingers inside her mouth, letting her taste her own essence.

Unexpected? Ugh! Did she even need to be surprised anymore? This man had already shown her he could get really wild and dirty when they dry humped on the dance floor.

Noah smirked as she licked his fingers from inside her mouth. He then moved them, pushing them in and out.

"Mmm..." she moaned as he fingered her mouth. It was as if he was telling her how he was going to fuck her other hole. She felt her pussy quiver in anticipation.

Seeing how eager and ready she was, Noah pulled his fingers from her mouth.

"We need protection. My wallet..." he said, sounding panicked.

She quickly thought, actually, she had been calculating the days on the calendar for a while now. She used to practice the calendar method of birth control.

"I'm safe. I'm not fertile right now," she said before he could move away. "I-I don't have any STDs either," she assured him.

He stroked her cheek. "Good, because I really want to take you bare."

"Do it," Ingrid said, boldly grabbing the towel covering the man and pulling it away. "Oh, my God," she mouthed as she saw his raging manhood. This man was larger than life itself.

"Changing your mind?" he joked.

She giggled. "I can take you," she said, grabbing his manhood.

"Don't worry, I'm clean," he assured her.

Noah groaned as she caressed his length. Ingrid felt his member throbbing when she wrapped her fingers around it and lightly squeezed it.

She swallowed, imagining what it would feel like to hold this possession of his. She had never felt she could die from anticipation alone.

Noah raised one of her legs and let her guide his cock to her opening. They both groaned loudly as the tip entered her. Her mouth formed a big O when he pushed a little deeper.

"You okay?" He was guessing she wasn't quite ready for such tremendous girth.

She nodded several times. "Go on."

"Ingrid... Aah..." Noah grunted as she pushed herself onto him, taking all of him deep inside her.

Ingrid could barely breathe with the size of him inside her. Her eyes bulged out; no sound came out of her gaping mouth.

"Breathe, princess. Breathe..." he coaxed her, gently moving himself so she could adjust to his humongous size.

Finally, she gasped loudly for air. "Sir Noah!" she exclaimed. "You're... t-too... big!"

Ingrid could feel her vaginal muscles stretching so much, pulsating around his shaft. He was so hot inside her, so hard.

Despite the intense desire on his face, his concern was evident. "Do you want me to—"

"No!" she exclaimed before he could finish his sentence. "P-Please, don't stop." Ingrid pushed herself closer to him, taking him deeper with a loud gasping moan. "I want you. I want this."

Noah then draped one of her thighs on his arms and started grinding against her. Slow, sexy crushing motions. Now this was what she called real dirty dancing. This was what it felt like to grind with their bodies intertwined. She whimpered as her clitoris throbbed from the stimulation. The man slowly moved in and out of her.

"Ingrid, you feel so good," Noah whispered as he moved smoothly.

She let out a series of long and short "ohs" and "ahs" as he kept pounding her. Her bum was being crushed against the hard wall, but she didn't mind. The slight pain from the hard wall against her buttocks and back added to the pleasure she was feeling.

She gripped Noah's neck, digging her nails into his skin. She was being pleasured by this man unselfishly; her body felt like it was being worshipped. All her needs as a woman were being met in a way she never knew was possible. Sure, Ingrid knew she was wanting sex too. But she didn't know this kind of desire could be so intense. It was like she discovered a vast space within her that Noah was filling. And oh! The sensations. She was feeling strange tingles and pleasures she thought she only read about in erotic books.

"Fuck!" Noah breathed as she started to roll her hips.

Ingrid's moans were laced with laughter. She didn't know why; maybe she was just fascinated by the contrast between what Noah was doing and saying and the image she had of him—his immaculate, uptight image. Here he was, cursing like a sailor, stark naked, banging her wildly against the wall.

They rocked their bodies together, dancing to primal music, succumbing to the most primal instinct. They were fucking. Hot. Wet. And dirty.

"Oh, God!" Ingrid cried out as their bodies started to shake from impending orgasm.

She opened her eyes, not breathing. She felt something akin to fear because of the heights she was reaching. She had never reached a climax this high and intense before. How...

She looked at her lover. "N-Noah!" she blurted out, panicking as she continued soaring higher than she ever wanted before.

"Reach for it," Noah said, speeding up his thrusts. She heard the clashing sounds of their pelvises bumping each other as he slammed himself into her deeper and harder. "Don't be afraid, princess. Go."

Ingrid came in a way she could never have imagined. It was possible to climax like that. It was like everything in her body exploded.

Her toes curled, and her nails dug deeper into his nape. She jerked her body forward as her eyes rolled back to see that magnificent explosion of white lights before she saw total darkness.

Weakened, she lost her balance. Noah caught her quickly. Without breaking their union, he wrapped her legs around him and carried her to the living room, where he sat on the couch with her on his lap.

"Oh, my God! Oh, my God!" Ingrid said, still in disbelief. She could still feel her womanhood quivering around his length, reveling in magnificent glory.

"Are you okay?" Noah asked, kissing her hair.

"Honestly, I don't know," she replied, laughing. She couldn't think straight right now. It felt like she had lost herself for a moment and only just regained consciousness.

He laughed too. "I think you came too hard."

"Yeah, I think so. God, that was so good." She lifted her face from his neck. "You haven't come yet, Sir."

"We'll get to that," he told her patiently. "We're not finished yet."

Ingrid smiled at him. She gave in to the urge to caress his face.

"You fascinate me," he said, sounding almost old.

"I just want you to know that I don't usually do this," she confessed. "I mean this..." she took a deep breath, looking directly into the eyes of the man who was giving her a unique kind of happiness. "There's only one man I've ever given my body to before. But, Sir... believe it or not, tonight... for the very first time, I felt like I had been taken the right and proper way," she confessed bravely. "T-thank you for giving me that amazing experience."

She closed the distance between their faces and gave him a tender kiss.

"Hey, don't kiss me like that," Noah said with a smile as Ingrid pulled her lips away from his.

She kissed him in a way he wasn't expecting at all. There was sweetness, grace, and bliss. It felt like through that kiss, she made him feel like a man, but not in a sexual way. In that kiss, he felt like an important person, that he was alive, and that his needs were more than just worldly desires.

"Why?" Ingrid asked, laughing but also confused.

Why indeed? Was he afraid that this woman might awaken something in him that wasn't just lust?

He held Ingrid's face in his hands, his thumb gently stroking her wet lips. "I may get used to it."

"Right." She smiled back, a little dim. "Don't worry, I know my place. I know this is just for tonight."

Damn it! Why did she have to work on RTA? Noah wouldn't mind fucking this woman's brain out over and over again if their situation were different.

She kissed him again; this time, her attack on his mouth was bolder. Ingrid tasted his mouth thoroughly before licking her way down to his chin, where she gave him a light bite, then she rained kisses down to his throat.

"You're so hot," she whispered against his sensitive skin.

Noah helped her remove her top. Her breasts bounced when she released them from her strapless skin-tone bra.

"Beautiful, just like in my dream," he groaned, marveling at the sight of her impressive tits.

Ingrid scooped the two full mounds and offered them to his waiting mouth. He kissed them alternately, his tongue leaving wet marks as he licked the outer parts of her areolae.

She arched her body when he enclosed one of her breast peaks in his mouth. Noah watched her face as it contorted in pleasure when he began suckling her nipple. She bit her lower lip, her eyes closed, and let out a soft moan. Her teeth released her lower lip, and she moaned aloud when he nibbled a tender bud.

Ingrid opened her eyes. "You're so good," she groaned, watching him. "You know how to pleasure a woman so well."

Noah pulled the taut peak with his mouth and released it with a loud smacking sound. He then moved to the peak of her left breast. That's when the woman began to grind on his lap, her hands tangled in her hair. She sensually rolled her belly and ground her hips, making his cock more engorged than ever. If there was a happiest penis in the whole world right now, man, it would be his.

He started to thrust upward when he released her breasts. He watched her boobs rattle violently as he speared her hard and fast. She gripped his shoulders as her whole body shook until she met his thrusts.

"Aaah... God!" she screamed as their bodies clashed and burned.

He smiled. "You liked it?"

She smiled back despite her contorted face. "Oh, yes!"

Noah moved to change their position. "Just a second," he told her with a chuckle when Ingrid pouted and glared at him as if saying "How dare he take his cock away from her?"

He didn't want their bodies to separate for even a moment, but he wanted to do something to her first. He leaned her back against the far corner of the sofa, between the backrest and the armrest. Kneeling on the floor between her thighs, he stared at her lovely cunt for a moment before fondling her clitoris with his fingers.

She looked at him, as if she wanted to say something, but she was shy or hesitant.

"I want to taste you here," he said.

Ingrid raised her hips, licking her lower lip. She gasped loudly as he ran his tongue under one of her thighs, then bit and sucked the skin there. His mouth then journeyed to where her thighs met, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her womanhood before nuzzling his nose over the swollen clit.

"S-Sir Noah," she said, sounding embarrassed. "I-I..."

Something told him that this woman had never been kissed down there. And with that, he felt so lucky.

He looked up at her, then smiled, subtly indicating that everything he was about to do would surely please her.

Ingrid watched him work on her body. Astonishment and shock were evident in her beautiful face as he lapped her pussy real good.

Ah, he would give her a good show.

Another lick on her slit, then he inserted it into her gaping hole. Noah reached as far as he could go. The woman moaned, her hands caressing her own breasts, her mouth wide open.

It was a very erotic sight. And damn, she was delicious.

Noah decided to prolong their agony by fucking her with his tongue. She gasped and moaned with every thrust, her hips arching higher and higher. Her hands were already squeezing her boobs tightly. Now, his cock was wanting to be between them.

Easy, boy. We'll get there, he mentally told his penis.

Ingrid finally begged him. "Noah... P-please..."

Wiping his mouth, he climbed onto the couch and positioned himself in front of his mate. He pulled her down until she was resting her head on the armrest. He then rubbed her soaked slit with his cock, teasing her, driving her insane. Ingrid pushed herself closer to him, raising her legs up and opening them wider. But he slightly brought her thighs together and pressed the bottom of them down so she couldn't move. Her feet were up in the air as her thighs were pinned down to her chest.

"Ingrid..." He sped up his sawing motion along the length of her wet pussy.

If she had been screaming before, now she was moaning so softly it was almost like she was about to cry. It seemed like she was having trouble breathing and was in pain. If there was such a thing as being tortured beautifully, that's what he saw in his lover's face now. And heaven forgive him because it was giving him immense pleasure.

"P-please... I want you... I need you... i-inside me." Ingrid's voice trembled, her mouth wide open. "Give it all to me. Now."

Noah smirked. "I want you to say something, Ingrid," he said authoritatively, which she immediately understood.

She swallowed before speaking. "F-fuck me..." she then whimpered without hesitation.

He grinned from ear to ear. This woman really knew what she wanted, and she would do anything to get it. Ah, that just made him a lot hornier. She wouldn't be disappointed in him; he would please her over and over again tonight.

He stopped moving. "Louder," he demanded, squeezing her thighs.

Ingrid glared at him when he didn't move. "Fuck me," she said through gritted teeth.

"Again."

"Fuck me!"

They both gasped as he entered her womanhood with a forceful thrust. He followed that with a series of thrusts that she met with grinding.

Noah grabbed her hips as his thrusts grew faster and faster. He was ramming her like an ex-convict who had been deprived of sex for a long time. He was trashing her body like he had always imagined. But, man, this was more than he expected. This woman was just so extraordinary. What he was feeling was a concoction of sensations that was entirely out of this world. It wasn't just his body that was enjoying this sex. He was supplementing his body's needs; he was filling a void in his soul.

They slammed into each other with total abandon, grunting, and moaning shamelessly. Until he felt her vaginal muscles clenching around his hardness. Her nails dug into his arms.

Again, he saw that frightened look on her face as she climbed her peak.

"N-Noah..."

"I'm here, princess. I'm here," he said soothingly, kissing her neck.

Ingrid wrapped her arms around his back when he got on top of her. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he deepened his thrusts, marking all her womanly secrets. She clung to him desperately and tightly as if he was her last hope on the face of the Earth.

"Take...me. Oh, God! Take all of me!" she chanted. "Noah... Noah!"

"Come with me, Ingrid," he coaxed her, kissing her neck. "With me."

Ingrid came with a long shriek. Noah reached his climax with three hard slams, calling her name. Their bodies joined in wild spasms as they soared high in that earth-shattering orgasm. He kept coming and coming, flooding her tight tunnel.

She was hugging his buttocks, his back, his shoulder blades, his arms. Until Ingrid bit down on the top of his left shoulder, as if letting her lost mind slowly slip back to reality. Amidst the euphoric bliss, he could sense her tiny panic and fear.

"It's okay, princess," he soothingly whispered to her, kissing her ear. "It's okay."

A minute had passed with only their labored breathings being heard.

"I-I never thought I could reach any higher," Ingrid whispered in a weak voice. "I feel like I died for a moment. Isn't that w-weird?"

"No, not at all. When we peak on our orgasm, our bodies really shut off," he explained.

"Yeah, I've read about that. I've never experienced it before. It was very... g-gosh, indescribable?"

"Indescribable indeed."

Noah let her bask in his embrace, or was it the other way around? It felt like his body was being allowed to melt in her tight embrace.