เข้าสู่ระบบNoah
I couldn’t believe this was happening, I’ve wanted this for so long, since I met her at her firm, since she was so close to me in that elevator, I’ve wanted her. I stared at her for wondering if she could see my heart beating out of my chest, but if she could she showed no sign of it, too distracted by what I had to offer. Her tan skin was beautiful and I lowered my mouth on her neck to the hollow of her collarbone to the shell of her ear as I twisted the clasp of her bra and allowed it to fall away. I raised my head up to look at her, perfect. Instead, I wrapped my hand around the back of her neck and whispered in her ear, “Now the choice is yours. If you want to go through with this, you can take off your panties.” I slid my hand over the lacy fabric, feeling the wetness that dampened the front. “I wouldn’t want to force you to do anything you wouldn’t want.” She hesitated, her stiff nipples brushing against my chest, and then she lowered herself again, this time sliding her panties off as she moved and stepped out of them at last. Now I could see her, all of her—from her pretty pink nipples to the glistening pink flesh between her legs. “Now, open up for me baby ,” I said. “But I . . .” She glanced at my cock, swiping her tongue over her lips again. I shut my eyes and prayed for strength, but I was in the edge, I wanted her to suck me off but not this early, I wanted to show her a good time and how much I wanted her. “There’ll be enough time for that. I want to look at you.” Taking both her shoulders in hand, I guided her until her knees buckled against the mattress. She scooted back, her knees still together, and I took a deep breath, ignoring the surging need in my cock for one second and allowing sanity to prevail. I shoved aside that thought as I glanced down at her closed legs, then met her gaze. She was staring at me still, waiting for me to come closer. She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, and for the first time, I realized that the blush on her face trailed all the way down her neck to her breasts. She was as pretty as a fucking picture. I held one of her knees and she slid her legs apart, showing me the pretty pink space between her thighs. “Fuck me,” I groaned. It was the most beautiful pussy I’d ever seen, and I couldn’t wait to bury my face between her legs and make her beg for me. I was nearly on the point of doing just that when she interrupted me again. “You should know it’s been a while for me.” The redness on her cheeks and breasts deepened. “So . . . be gentle, okay?” I crawled between her legs and cupped my hand behind her head, pulling her lips to mine. She met me timidly, and I brushed a strand of her hair away from her face. “Don’t you worry about a thing,” I said. “Tonight, I’m taking care of you.” I placed another tender kiss on her lips and she returned it, pressing her hand against the plane of my chest, then raked her nails down my pecs. I let out a little grunt of pleasure and she startled again, looking like I’d struck her. “Did I—” she asked, but I shook my head. “You won’t do anything wrong. Not when you’re with me,” I murmured. “I want it all, whatever you got. Whatever you want to do, I want in. Don’t hold back, Amelia , because I sure as fuck don’t intend to.” She held my gaze for a long moment and then nodded. This time she pulled my face to hers, kissing me tenderly and gently, like every move was a word of praise picked especially for me. We moved together slowly, ignoring our racing hearts and focusing on the feel of our mouths against each other, our tongues entwined in the push and pull that was just the start of what we wanted what we needed. As she kissed me, I held her in my arms, pressing my chest against her full breasts and savoring every moment when her breath caught or quickened. I couldn’t remember the last time kissing had felt so intimate, and it seemed like we’d been locked in each other’s arms for an eternity before Addison drew away from me. “I want you,” she said, her voice raw and needy. “I want you now.” “Not yet.” I shook my head. If she hadn’t been with a man in a while, there was one thing I knew I had to do before we made love, and I was bursting at the seams to do it. Slowly, I kissed my way down her body, stopping to massage her tits and suck on the cherry tips of her nipples. She gasped as I released each with a pop and then she whimpered, begging me for more, but there was no chance of that—not this time. Instead, I moved lower, kissing the neat triangle of brown hair above her pussy. Then, when I was face-to-face with her pretty pink sex, I licked my way along her folds until I found the bundle of nerves at the top. She yelped, gazing down at me with raised eyebrows, and I grinned back up at her. “Do you want me to stop?” I asked. She shook her head and dropped back onto the bed, her hands gripping the comforter on either side of her hips. “Relax.” I kissed her again, lapping my tongue over her core before finding her nerve center again and coaxing it with my tongue. With my every little move, she quivered, her knees buckling. My cock ached so hard that I was shocked my eyes hadn’t begun to cross, but I couldn’t take her not yet. Not until she’d come at least once. With one finger, I pushed inside her and felt the sweet wet warmth I knew was waiting for me there. She was beyond tight, and as I moved my finger in and out, she bucked against me, pushing me deeper, riding me harder. All the while, I kept kissing her, rolling my tongue over her clit, loving every little shake and gasp and moan. “Oh, Noah ,” she rasped. “Fuck, Noah But I didn’t know what she was, because she let out a low moan that grew louder and louder the harder and faster I fucked her with my finger. Her walls jerked and quaked around me, and I pushed another finger inside as she yelped with pleasure. “Oh my God, I’m, I’m . . .” She gasped. “Say it, baby. Tell me what you’re feeling,” I muttered, my face still buried between her legs. “I’m coming so hard,” she said on a whimper. “Don’t stop fucking me, don’t stop. I need your cock. I want you to feel me come.” Fuck. Dirty talk slayed me. Who knew Amelia had it in her? God, did I want to put something else in her . . . My cock ached with its own pulse as she rode out the aftershocks against my mouth. I glanced up at her, sorely tempted to climb up and bury myself deep. But I knew that if I fucked her now, there was no chance it would last for as long as I wanted it to. I wanted to know every little whimper and sigh she was capable of. So I brought her back down slowly, playing with her, lapping at her and teasing her until I felt every last fizzle of her orgasm. When she finally quieted, I moved to her breasts, raking my nails over the tender underside of her curves, and sucked long and deep on her sensitive nipples. “You have perfect tits,” I murmured, and she ran her fingers through my hair. “When are you going to stop teasing me?” she asked, tugging on my dark hair. “When it suits me.” I shrugged. She sat up, dragging my lips away from her, then pressed her core to my throbbing shaft. Moving her body up and down, she whispered, “Please, Noah I want you to fuck me.” My brain went offline for a second, the wet heat of her deep-frying my thoughts. My dick was like a wild beast now, raging, throbbing, and so heavy with need that it hurt. There would be other times for me to learn every inch of her. I needed to fuck this woman more than I needed my next breath. Cupping her chin, I moved her lips to mine and kissed her slowly, gently, as I let her back down onto the bed. When her back was against the mattress, I gripped myself and teased her opening, rubbing my thick head around her clit until she writhed beneath me. “Please,” she gasped as she broke away from my kiss, and I held her face again, gazing deep into her eyes. This was the moment. After what had felt like forever, Amelia was going to be mine, all mine. Settling back on my haunches, I pulled a condom from the nightstand and rolled it over my aching dick, then teased her again, taking a deep breath before finally, slowly, pushing just the tip inside. I took her an inch at a time, watching as her eyes widened and her mouth opened into a perfect little o. “Fuuck, you’re so tight,” I groaned, and she squeezed tighter against me, making me feel like I was going to lose my damn mind. “You’re so . . .” She panted, then grabbed my face with one hand, pulling me down to kiss her again. “You’re so big,” she whispered against my lips. “You feel so good.” I smiled against her mouth and pushed deeper still until I was buried to the hilt, and she let out a little whimper of satisfaction. “Tell me if I hurt you,” I said, and she shook her head. “You feel amazing.” “So do you.” I kissed her again, then drew back, still slow. It was driving me crazy, moving inside her like I was trapped in quicksand, but I needed her to find herself first to find the time to match my thrusts with the move of her hips, to kiss me in time with the growing need surging inside both of us. But I shouldn’t have worried about that. With every little quake and move, she rolled her hips along with me, following my pace easily and seamlessly. Her tongue swept out to meet mine, and as she kissed me deeper, I knew she wanted more, wanted all of me. Holding her in my arms, I moved faster, pistoning in and out of her as she tightened even more around me. I didn’t think it was possible, but I felt even harder than I had before, and I buried my face in her neck. I sensed her climbing toward the edge again, her body tensing, readying for another climax. Her nails scraped against my back and I sucked the silky skin of her neck, needing to claim her as my own. Our breath caught and we moved in a frenzy, gripping any part of each other we could reach. I massaged her breasts, pulling back to fuck her deeper, and she grabbed for my bicep, my arm, anything in her reach. “Yes yes yes” she moaned That drove me nuts, hearing her sweet voice echoing throughout the suite. “Noah, yes fuck me” she cried I bent down to caress her nipples with my mouth and she grasped me tighter, her orgasm within reach. “Yes baby come for me” I growled fighting myself from exploding Pulling back, I grasped her hips and pulled her into me, fucking her hard and deep until my balls drew up and the hard knot of tension in my stomach loosened, sending waves of euphoria throughout my body. Her pussy milked every last drop from me, tight and needy, sucking me dry. If I had any lingering doubts about whether this was a good idea, they were instantly wiped away. She was better, sexier, tighter than any woman I’d ever been with, and as the last ripples of our orgasms climbed through us, I stared into her eyes, wanting to share the intense, sweet moment with her. She stared back at me and I knew she felt what I did that this was special. That it had been perfect. In silence we panted together for a few minutes and then I pulled away from her, removing the condom and dropping it in a wastebasket and coming back to bed. She was crouched up in a baby position looking vulnerable than before, that’s not good. “Baby are you alright” I asked filled with concern if I had hurt her. “Yes I’m fine, that was epic” she said facing me as I looked down on her I kissed her forehead and uncrossed her arms and tweaked her nipples. “I loved it, it was good Amelia” I said “I know, it’s just that I don’t know what to do from Here on now” Was Amelia afraid I’ll dump her after this, hell no, she was the woman for me, she made me tingle, boil, feel things I haven’t felt in the longest time, ain’t no way I was letting her go. “Baby, I’m never letting you go, I’m here, always, I climbed over her, pulling her into my chest and draping my hands over her naked body, I took in the scent of skin. Fucking perfect. “Okay” she replied. “I think this might actually work” she said “Oh yeah? I wouldn’t want to pressure you with celebrity life and gossip and all that stuff” “It’s okay, I can keep it on a low, till im ready” “Amelia I wouldn’t want to keep you a secret, it’s not my intention too, heck I want to shout on the rooftops about you” I said pulling her in tighter. “I know” she turned facing me, he breast touching me, I couldn’t concentrate. “I want to be sure I’m ready for this” she said tracing my beard Her boobs did a number on me, dark aerolas, full, a C cup, I took one in my mouth as she was talking. “Noah.. she moaned arching her back into me “Yes baby” I said in between licks “Noah, I’m tired.. she groaned “Just relax baby, I wasn’t done” I said and dipped my head.AmeliaWhen I woke up with a groggy head. The sunlight stretched into my room noting the rise of a new day. A new day indeed I wanted so much to go back to dreamland and never wake to this nightmare, how can all of these be happening at once, a suspension from my very big girl job, my face all over the blogs, like I was a side piece, I read some of them and boy I didn’t know Noah was the city’s boyfriend, women were losing their shits that he was in a relationship again, I didn’t know how to feel, but one thing I was sure about was Noah’s feelings towards me.It’s undeniable that we like each other and the chemistry is insane, he was a beautiful handsome being and all I wanted was to be beside him and under him.I stretched out my arms to touch him but the bed was empty, I raised my head in alarmAnd for a moment, just one second—I felt afraid.Then I saw the look on his face.He was sitting across from me Not angry.Not cold.Just… sharp.Like he had switched from comfort to calcu
Noah The moment her lips left mine, she let out the smallest breath—like kissing me had held her together, and stopped threatening to break her again. “You can come work for me you know” I said pulling back from her mouth. She gazed at me smiling from ear to ear, “no Noah, I really love my job at Shelby, it’s one of my accomplishments” Another thing I love about her is her attitude to work, her dedication is out of this world. My poor sweet baby girl, I hated that this happened to her and her job, all because me. I held her face in mine “My PR team is all over it, I’ll find out who did this Amelia, I promise you” “Okay” she whispered, hugging me. I rested my forehead against hers, my thumb sweeping over her cheek, catching the tear she hadn’t realized had fallen. “Hey,” I whispered. “I’ve got you. I’m right here.” Her lashes fluttered, eyes glassy and exhausted. She nodded, but it wasn’t conviction. It was survival. I guided her back against the couch, my hand sliding
Amelia I was still reeling from the most amazing weekend I just had, back at work with paperwork from yesterday at my desk. I was trying to get a hang of it when my phone buzzed My phone buzzed and Dawn’s face filled the screen.Perfect. I needed to talk to someone before my brain exploded.I answered.“Dawn, I think I’m losing my mind.”“Girl, you were with the man all weekend. Of course you’re losing your mind,” she said. “Now start talking. Every detail. Start with the beach house and end with the part where he rearranged your organs.”My cheeks burned.“Dawn!”“What? I support women. Now spill.”I sighed, twisting a loose curl.“It was… intense. And sweet. And confusing. And I felt…”“Safe?” she finished softly.I swallowed. “Yeah.”There was a pause before she spoke again.“So, Noah Frost. Billionaire. Gorgeous. Gives you earth-shattering orgasms. The dream guy of half the city. But what about the complication?”I frowned. “What complication?”“His ex-fiancée.”My stomach tight
Noah’s POVI was back in my office.Back to reality.Back to work mode.Back to being the man everyone expected me to be—the one with no distractions, no softness, no loose ends.The city skyline stretched endlessly beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, the late-morning sun shimmering against the glass. It should’ve been calming. It wasn’t. Not today. Not with everything racing through my head.Stans Industries.One of the biggest real estate empires in the country. A company that didn’t just build structures—they built skylines, cities, legacies. And somehow, by some miracle or sheer Prescott-level competence, we still had their contract through our construction company subsidiary.It was the kind of deal that made or broke companies.If we pulled this off flawlessly, we’d be six hundred and fifty million dollars richer.Six. Hundred. And. Fifty. Million.I could not screw this up.Yes I was a billionaire by Forbes standards but father thought me to be a hard worker, didn’t matter how
Amelia I woke up slowly,if drifting up from the bottom of a warm ocean. My limbs felt boneless, my body humming with the aftershocks of what Noah and I had done. Every muscle ached in the sweetest way, a reminder of his hands, his mouth, his body against mine.Yes Noah, fuck me My mind reeling back to what had transpired on this bed I was moaning like a dog in heat, I pulled the pillows on my face and squirmed. For a moment, I didn’t open my eyes. I just lay there, breathing him in. His scent—clean, masculine, a little like cedar and salt air—still clung to the sheets. The bed felt too big without him. Too cool. My hand instinctively reached over to where he’d been, fingers brushing over a warm indent in the mattress.He hadn’t been gone long.I blinked my eyes open. The master bedroom was bathed in soft morning light, spilling through the sheer curtains that swayed with the ocean breeze. Everything looked dreamy… hazy… like a scene I wasn’t fully awake for yet.The sheets were a m
Noah I’d been pacing the front deck of the beach house for the last fifteen minutes like a madman. Pathetic? Maybe. But the truth was simple—I wanted her. Wanted her more than I’d wanted anyone in a long, long time. Amelia had this way of getting under my skin without even trying. The way she smiled, the way she looked at me like I wasn’t “Noah Prescott, billionaire” but just… a man. A man she actually liked. And damn, I liked being liked by her. I checked my phone again. The picture she sent earlier? I had to actually sit down for a second. Her brown swimsuit hugging every curve, her stomach peeking just slightly, her skin glowing— I’d replayed it more times than I’d admit. I just needed time with her today. No work. No board members. No shareholders complaining about numbers. Just Amelia, the ocean, and whatever she’d let me have of her. Then I saw the yacht approaching, gliding across the waves like it was bringing something sacred. I removed my sunglasses, needing to see h







