Chapter Eight

I felt his fingers pinch my nipples. I moaned loudly, causing him to chuckle and continue his sweet torture on my body. I tugged on his hair,as he leaned in and kissed me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth. I could feel the heat between my legs growing as he trailed kisses down my neck, stopping to nibble on my collarbone.

He lifted me up and carried me to the bed, placing me gently on the sheets. His blue eyes never left mine as he slowly undressed, revealing his chiseled abs and toned arms. I couldn't help but admire his body, feeling myself getting wetter by the second.

He crawled onto the bed, his hand sliding up my inner thigh, teasing me with his touch. I arched my back, wanting more, and he obliged, slipping a finger inside me. I gasped at the sensation, feeling myself getting closer to the edge.

He added another finger and started moving them in and out of me in a rhythm that had me moaning uncontrollably. I could feel my orgasm building, and just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore, a loud knock on my door dragged me from my dream.

I calmed my breathing, cleaning of the sweat that pooled on my forehead. My underwear was soaked and my body so alert.

What kind of dream was that? It felt so real, I could feel his fingers in me.

I replaced the memory with my fingers, first removing my soaked panties, trying to satisfy myself with every stroke as I recalled his warm mouth on me.

I moved faster, my wetness aiding my fingers slipping in and out. My other hand gripped the pillow above me as I neared an orgasm. Noah, his eyes, his fucking hot lips trailing my skin.

Stars began clouding my eyes as I felt the orgasm in my grasp.

Just a little longer.

Another knock resounded on my door, breaking me out of my reverie and it opened, a shocked Noah coming in.

"I had no idea the door was open. I've been knocking this door, I actually thought you ran away."

He combed through his hair, the frantic look leaving his face.

I froze as his eyes widened in shock as he registered the position I was in, legs wide apart, fingers still deep inside me and my panties at the foot of the bed.

I pulled my blanket over my body, to ashamed to say a word as I avoided his gaze. Why did I forget to lock the door?

With a conflicted expression on his face, he directed his gaze towards me, as if struggling with some internal turmoil.

His jaw tightened as he contemplated, but finally gave in as he shrugged his suit off, rolling his sleeves to show his toned arms.

My heart pounded in anticipation as he walked up in a predatory manner.

He knelt on the bed, removing his tie.

I held my breath as he looked me over, my thumbing getting worse at his proximity and the look in his eyes as he tugged on the blanket I used to cover my self up.

"You make it so hard to resist, Open up your legs." He ordered, his voice sounding husky.

"W-what?" I stuttered.

He noticed my hesitation and moved closer to me, his eyes locked on mine. "You heard me," he said, his voice now filled with a hint of impatience.

I could feel my heart rate increasing and a knot forming in my stomach.

Was I really ready to open my legs for this asshole? My fiancée?

My legs had a mind of their own as they spread apart.

He inhaled sharply as he drank the sight in with his greedy eyes as if commiting it to memory.

I felt ashamed and extremely turned on as he licked his lips.

"You are beautiful, Mon cherie."

I almost moaned at the sound of his voice.

He trailed his index from my clit down to entrance, slowly dipping it in.

I gasped, grinding my hips against his finger. He slipped it out of me, placing the finger that was once in me into his mouth while maintaining eye contact.

My heart was pounding in my chest as I watched him suck on his finger. I couldn't believe how turned on I was by his actions. It was like he knew exactly what I wanted and how to give it to me.

He pulled his finger out of his mouth, still maintaining eye contact with me. "You taste so good," he said, his voice low and husky.

I bit my lip, trying to stifle a moan. I couldn't believe I was letting him do this to me, but I couldn't deny how good it felt. I wanted more.

He leaned in close to me, his lips brushing against my ear. "Do you want more?" he whispered, "Do you want me to eat up this pretty pussy."

I nodded, unable to form words. He grinned, knowing exactly what I meant. He slipped his hand between my legs again, this time inserting two fingers inside of me. I moaned loudly, unable to hold back the pleasure.

"Who owns this pussy?"

"It's yours." I moaned, playing with my hard as rock nipples.

He pumped his fingers in and out of me, his other hand gripping my waist tightly. I felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge, my body trembling with pleasure.

Just as I was about to come, he pulled his fingers out of me, leaving me wanting more. I whimpered in frustration, but he just smirked at me. "Not yet," he said, his eyes full of lust.

He held both my thighs, pulling me closer. He leaned low, his breath fanning my entrance.

"Please," I whimpered, my body shivering in anticipation.

He smirked, blowing hot air. I moaned again.

"Say please Noah," he lazily said.

I scoffed. "I'm not saying that."

"Okay then," he said, pulling my legs of his shoulders.

"Please Noah." I moaned, biting my lips while maintaining eye contact.

His jaw stiffened as he wasted no time in attacking me with his tongue, taking a lick of my entrance before mouth-fucking me.

I combed my hand through his soft hair as my body responded to his touch, my moans escaping my lips. He continued to devour me, his tongue working expertly to bring me closer and closer to the edge.

I could feel his erection pressing against me, and I wanted nothing more than to feel him inside me.

His tongue worked expertly, I couldn't help but thank heavens I didn't lock my door.

My legs shivered as I neared an orgasm, the stars from earlier returning to my line of vision.

My grip on his hair tightened as I nearly screamed, the orgasm rocking me in waves.

He drank every last bit of it in, locking his lips as he left me to fall back on the bed.

He smirked at the sight before him, me nearly unconscious as I laid before him, staring at him through my lashes.

He picked up his jacket, making his way towards the door.

"Thanks for the dessert, it was perfect-you satisfied my cravings." He turned the knob, but suddenly turned back to the shopping bag full of lingerie.

I gasped as he picked up a completely net see-through red lingerie with an open crotch.

"Next time, I would like to have it in this platter."

He grinned at my flustered face, leaving the room.

I completely forgot those were there.