Chapter 11
"I want you to…" my voice trails as he whips his tongue around the swollen bud again. "Noah, just do it."
"No." He breathes into my folds. "I'm not untying you. I'm going to f*ck you just like this, Alexa."
"Untie me," I plead again. The fact that he's already made me come twice with his mouth while keeping me tied up is torture enough. I need to touch him when he slides his dick inside of me.
He pulls his massive frame across my body so he's hovering right above me, his hands pressing into the mattress on either side of my head. "It's not happening. I want you spread out just like this for me. I'm going to f*ck you so hard, Alexa. So hard. My dick is going to fill you right up."
I skip a breath at the promise of it. "Let me suck your cock first," I'm begging. Can he hear that in my tone? Does he know how much I want to take him in my mouth? Can he feel that desire seeping out of every part of my body?
"If I slide my cock in that perfect mouth, I'll come right down your throat," he says gruffly. "I'm going into my bedroom to get a condom and when I get back, I'm going to f*ck your beautiful tight p-ssy until you come all over me."
Holy f*cking hell.
I clench my thighs together as I watch him round the corner and head down the hallway. I've never been taken before while bound to a bed or anything else for that matter. I'm already so close to another orgasm. I have to calm down. I have to temper my want or I'm going to scream out the second he pushes his dick into my body.
"Goddammit, you look so f*cking amazing right now." He's back with a foil package in his palm.
"Put it on," I beg in a high voice. I don't care if I sound like I'm in heat right now. I want this so much. I need this more than I've needed anything in a very long time.
"Wait." He stalls and the condom package drifts lazily from his palm and onto the bed. "You're so beautiful. I need to capture this."
I can't compute what's happening. My libido is having a fight to the death with my mind. Is he actually reaching for his camera? He's going to take pictures of me right now? Um, what about the part where he f*cks me senseless?
"Turn to the left." He inches against my thigh with his hand. "Alexa, to the left."
I stay frozen where I am. The defeat that is racing through my body is going to steal away any fetching image that he may think is nestled there. Before another second passes I'm reasonably sure that I'm going to look pissed, disappointed and I may even explode from pent up sexual frustration.
"Alexa?" He's pushing harder on my thigh now and the intimacy of the touch isn't helping in the least. "Roll a little to the left."
I shake my head slightly. "Are we going to f*ck?" Why bother with formalities like being demure when you're tied to a hot guy's bed with a condom right next to you? All the pieces of the puzzle where I get to come again are there; I just need Noah to focus enough to put it altogether and in me now.
He darts to his feet above me and my question is instantly answered. "Your skin is gorgeous right now. It's perfect. To the left, Alexa."
I roll slightly to the left, which only ensures that the unopened condom package is now the center of my focus. "Like this?" I ask facetiously.
"Just like that," he says, completely and blissfully unaware of how disappointed I am.