“I like how you watch me.” He put on even more of a show by hooking his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts.
“I like watching you.” Holding my breath, I waited and then...wow. He pushed the boxes down until he was gloriously naked.
“You like?” Holding his hands open at his sides, he turned slowly to give me a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree view. His tight, narrow butt was just as impressive as what bobbed out the front.
I could barely tear my gaze away. But I managed to meet his eyes. “You’ll do.”
He laughed and crawled onto the bed, pausing when he bumped his knee against the paperback I’d been reading last night before going to bed. Scowling at it, he picked it up and tossed it over his shoulder.
I gasped in outrage. “Hey! My book.”
“I’ll apologize to it later, I swear.” Then he hulked over me and stared down into my eyes.
I narrowed him a half-hearted scowl. “That’s two paperbacks now that have been harmed because of you. I hope you realize that’s not a good way to start a relationship with a book junkie.”
He merely arched an eyebrow. “Two books?”
“Yeah. That one, and the one I drenched in the bathtub when I—” Remembering he knew absolutely nothing about the bathroom incident, I snapped my mouth shut and flushed a deep scarlet.
“Bathtub?” He caught on to my distress a little too easily and gave a wicked grin. “Were you perhaps...naked in this bathtub?”
I gulped unable to take my eyes off his. “I usually am when I’m in the bath.”
“Hmm.” He pulled his bottom lip in between his teeth. “I’m having a hard time picturing you that way. Can you give me a better visual?”
Without asking, he opened the top clasp of my skirt. Then he slid it down my legs. “Damn,” he murmured once I was completely unclothed. “You are so...beautiful.”
I blushed under his stare, and my nipples pulled tight. He focused on them hungrily. “So, about this bath where you ruined a perfectly good book.” Voice husky, he ran his gaze over me yet again His fingertips lightly flicked over one nipple. “Were you perhaps doing...this...when it happened?” He cupped me between the legs and rubbed his fingers against my clit.
I arched and groaned, grabbing a handful of sheets under me as my body pushed up against his touch. “Maybe,” I panted.
“And you were thinking about me while you did this?”
When he leaned down to replace his fingers with his mouth, his tongue sliding mercilessly over my aching flesh, I cried out and grabbed his hair. But, oh, my God. “Definitely,” I confessed on a high voice.
“Jesus, Aspen.” His voice was unstable and frantic. “You completely undo me.”
His hands spread my thighs wider as his tongue lapped deeper. I dug my heels into the mattress under me, feeling his touch from the tips of my toes to the roots of my hair. Then he pushed a finger inside me, and I cried out my shock. The wave of pleasure was overwhelming. I tried to fight it and embrace it at the same time, unable to stop writhing as Noel took me to a new level of delirious.
Sagging onto the mattress when the muscles in my body went into a post-coital coma, I stared at Noel in dazed wonder while he scrambled off the bed, jerked up his pants and dug through the pockets until he pulled out a folded line of condoms.
“Look, I remembered this time.” He was so boyishly adorable as he sent me a proud grin that I had to grin back. In fact, I had a feeling I was glowing from head to toe I felt so sublime.
He tore one off from the others and glanced at me, smiling as he shook his head. “You look like you’ve just been fucked silly.”
At the moment, I couldn’t feel insulted if I wanted to. I simply kept beaming. “Haven’t I?”
“Not yet.” A new determined gleam lit his eyes as he crawled back onto the bed. Hovering above me, he leaned in to kiss my lips. His tongue mated with mine as he suited up. And then his warm palm clasped my knee, nudging me open just a little more.
When he pushed inside, I threw my head back and breathed through my teeth. He was always just so...there. Huge and filling, like he wanted to take over every available space I had to give and then demand more.
Gripping my thighs, he wrapped my legs around his waist and curled his arms around me. Knotted together until I didn’t know where I ended and he began, we made love.
***
The room was quiet. Feeling too lethargic to move, I lounged sideways across Noel’s chest, completely nude as he ran his hand over my warm, sensitive spine.