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“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he says, his voice low and reverent. “I’ve missed you, love. I’ve missed looking at your gorgeous face, your shiny hair, your perfect body.” He rolls down my stockings and I balance myself on his shoulders as he helps me step out of them. But instead of standing up, he stays on his knees and wraps his arms around my thighs, pulling me closer. “I’ve missed how you smell,” he murmurs against my stomach. “The way your skin feels.” He kisses down my stomach, to my hipbones, the tops of my thighs. “The way you taste…”
He rests his mouth against my pussy, kissing me through my panties. Gentle at first, then deeper, pressing his tongue against the fabric, the moisture of his tongue meeting the wetness gathering between my legs. I push my hips against his face and he looks up with a smile.
“You like that, don’t you, love? You like it when I worship your body, your pussy.” He tugs on my panties, pulling them aside, and licks me slowly, his gaze still raised to mine. “You love it when I’m on my knees like this, don’t you? My pretty, dirty princess.” His tongue delves deeper, tasting my wetness, and he lets out a deep moan. “I fucking love the taste of you. How wet you are for me.”
No longer able to stand his words, I bury my hands in his hair and close my eyes, concentrating on the sensation of his tongue gliding hotly over my clit.
He lets out a deep, feral laugh. “Yes, good girl. Come on, princess, grip my hair, pull hard. Be mean. Take what you want. Fuck yourself on my tongue, my beautiful little slut, come on.”
“Oh god,” I whimper. “Noah, fuck…”
“Yes, say my name. I love the sound of your voice, the way you sound when you need to come, when you’re so close.”
My thighs tremble, my entire body taut. I grind into him and he licks me, deep and slow and rhythmic until I can no longer stand it—until my orgasm slams into me so hard I have to throw my head back in a scream of pleasure.
I writhe against Noah’s tongue, gasping with each pulse of my orgasm, gripping his hair so tight my fingers ache. Then Noah stands up against me, startling me even as my orgasm still pulses through me in hot waves. He picks me up effortlessly and half-throws me onto his bed. His eyes are dark and hungry as he yanks his clothes off, kicking them carelessly aside. His hard cock springs free and I let out a whimper of pleasure at knowing what he’s about to do.
He flips me around so I’m on my stomach and pulls on my hips, tilting my ass up to him. I curl my fingers into his bedsheets, bracing myself as he rubs the thick length of his cock between my legs. Then I feel the blunt head pressing against me and my breath hitches.
I turn my head to look at him through my hair. He meets my eyes with a slow smile, and then thrusts into me, slow and torturous, drawing a long moan from me.
“Breathe, love,” he commands. “I know you can take me.” He thrusts in and out, picking up speed. “Fuck, you feel so good.” His fingers dig into my hips, and his voice gets rougher the faster he goes. I arch my spine, pushing back against him, desperate to make him feel as good as he makes me feel. “Good girl, you’re taking me so well, my perfect little slut,” he rasps in a broken voice. His eyes darken and his thrusts become harder, more brutal.
I hold on to his bed for dear life, bracing myself against each thrust. I bite into his bed to stifle my cries, but he pulls me up by my hair.
“I wanna hear your cries,” he hisses. “I wanna hear your moans when I fuck your pretty pussy.” He slams into me harder, filling the room with the lewd sound of flesh on flesh. “I wanna hear you scream when I come inside you, my pretty, dirty little princess.”
“Oh god, yes, please,” I whimper. “Please, Noah.”
His thrusts become faster, harsh and erratic. He comes when I beg as if he was just waiting for me to ask. He comes with a groan of pleasure, burying himself to the hilt. His cock twitches inside me, hot wetness filling me up as he rocks his hips into mine—a sensation so obscene it feels almost pornographic.
Finally, he collapses on top of me, covering my body with his. His skin is hot against mine, slippery with sweat. He brushes the hair off my face with one hand and tilts my head to his with a finger to kiss my lips tenderly.
“I missed you,” he whispers. His cock is still inside me, and I feel so close to him I could cry. “I missed you so much. I love you.”
“I missed you too,” I whisper back, my voice trembling, my eyes burning with tears. “I love you too.”
Later,we’reshoweredandlying on his bed, me on my stomach lying across Noah’s chest while he runs his fingers up and down my back, tickling the dip of my spine. Outside, icy rain slashes at the windows, but the inside of Noah’s flat is cosy, softly lit, full of the smell and warmth of him.
“You’re going to have to carry me to the taxi later,” I tell him. “Because I don’t think I’ll be able to walk.”
“I’m sorry, love. I didn’t mean to be rough.”
I pout at him. “You’re a literal monster. I’m never coming back.”
He opens his mouth to say something, but his smile suddenly vanishes. “But youarecoming back, right? You never told me what happened with your dad.”
“I’m coming back.” I kiss his chest and rest my cheek on it. “Maybe not as often, because I have coursework and exams and interviews all piling up right now. But Iamcoming back.”
“Do you not want to talk to me about what happened?” He frowns. “You didn’t give up your money, did you? Because I know I’m not worth that much.”
I shake my head. “I swapped the trust fund for a business loan. And you are definitely worth that much, you complete idiot.”
He raises his head, his frown deepening. “A business loan?”
“Yeah. For Dirty Princess.”
“Dirty Princess? Is that what you’re calling it?”
