Chapter 38
Noelle
I've never been the type of woman who knows her sexuality well. I've tried with boyfriends, but I've never felt as if I turn them on. With Cal, I don't have that problem. He's hard, standing at attention against his stomach, and his dark eyes are heated, as if he’s begging for me to put him out of his misery.
Reaching down, I fist his cock and jack it up and down.
"That's it. Don't stop." He inhales deeply, breathing out on a choked groan. "Seeing you come is one of the hottest things, and never fails to make me hard."
Getting on all fours, I lean down, taking him down my throat. I want to make him come, and I want to do it now. Not because I want our time together to be over, but because I want to prove to myself how hot he gets for me. Opening my mouth a little wider, I slide him up and down.
"Can I put my hand on your head?" he asks.
I nod, making a noise in my throat of acceptance.