Room One Hundred & Twenty-One: Kiss of Fire

Chapter 8

8

NOAH

A knock pierces the silence of my office, and I already know who’s standing on the other side of my door.

“Come in,” I call out as I continue to scan through the stack of papers on my desk. Dull pain pulses behind my eyes, causing the words on the pages to blur. I whip my glasses off my face and pinch the bridge of my nose.

“Are you okay?” Selena asks, moving in quickly to stand beside me.

“I’m fine,” I grunt while my head continues to throb. I’m far from fine, but I don’t want to worry her.

Sensing my bullshit, she rubs my temple with her thumb, relieving some of the pressure that’s pounding inside. I stare at her from my chair, admiring her dark-brown tresses that are pulled up into a messy bun. A few curly tendrils cascade around her smooth cheeks, making her look like an angel. But there’s concern in her eyes as she studies me, and I want to wipe it away.

“Don’t look at me like that,” I say as I clasp her hand, pressing a quick kiss to her knuckles. She sucks in a breath, but doesn’t pull away.

She shakes her head at me and sighs. “I just came in to say thank you. For the basket on my desk.”

“How’d you know it was from me?”

“Because there was no note.”

I simply nod but say nothing.

“Chance would’ve whisked me off to some fancy restaurant and Brody would’ve hand delivered the basket. And I seriously doubt Mrs. Abernathy would’ve made such a gesture.” Selena laughs but what she says is true.

I ordered her an oversized snack basket and left it on her desk when I noticed she skipped lunch. Much like me and Brody, if left to her own devices, Selena would never eat. She’s a workaholic, often going hours without eating or even refilling her water bottle, especially if she’s nose deep in her tasks. It’s fine when I do it, but I can’t have our girl wasting away because she’s too busy to take a break.

“You’re welcome. Now, have you eaten yet?” I question her.

“I ate one of the granola bars earlier.”

“That’s not what I meant. You’re working late. Have you eaten dinner?”

She presses her lips between her teeth, and I almost crack a molar. This woman will be the death of me. I pull out my black card and hand it to her.

“Order two of whatever you want.” If the only way to get her to eat is by having dinner with her, then so be it.

She nods and takes the card, hustling toward the door. Less than an hour later, the food arrives, and we eat side by side in my office. Selena wanted ramen, and I learn that she’s exceptionally adept at using chopsticks—although I’m not surprised.

“Slow down. The food isn’t going anywhere,” I admonish as I brush back a wayward strand of her hair before it lands in the broth. She chuckles and sticks her tongue out at me, making me laugh. It actually feels good and I can’t remember the last time I felt this relaxed.

We eat in companionable silence, and I find that I’m enjoying something as mundane as eating takeout while overlooking the city. We don’t try to fill the quiet with small talk nor do we find it necessary. Being with Selena is… comfortable. And I feel content. Fuck, why have I ignored my feelings for her for the last few months? If I had known being with her would feel like this, I would’ve made her mine from the moment I saw her.

“Done,” she announces as she sets her chopsticks next to her empty bowl.

I chuckle as I cup her cheek with my palm and wipe away a drop of broth from the corner of her mouth with my thumb. “Glad you enjoyed it.”

“How’s your headache?” Concern once again creases her brow.

“Better,” I admit with a slight smile that she returns.

Selena rises from her chair and begins to clean up. I stand and help her clear away our dishes. “Besides my mom, I’ve never had someone worry about me before,” she confesses. “It’s always just been the two of us, and now I want to take care of her the way she took care of me. She’s getting older and I want her to finally live the life she had to sacrifice while being a single mom. She worked two jobs to pay my tuition, so I work as much as I can to return the favor. I know I don’t have to, but she deserves it, and I want to give that to her.”

“You’re a good daughter, honey. I’m sure she’s very proud of you.” I follow Selena into the kitchen to dispose of our trash.

“I know she is. But she’s been the only one who’s ever been concerned about my well-being.”

I lean against the counter while she washes her hands. “So you’re telling me that you’ve never had a boyfriend before?” I look at her skeptically.

“Yes, I’ve had boyfriends.” She pauses as she dries her hands. “But maybe not very good ones. I seem to have cared about them a hell of a lot more than they cared about me.” She tosses her paper towel in the garbage can and walks with me back to my office. It’s eerily quiet up here when it’s just the two of us.

“That’s the difference between boys and men, honey. Boys take care of themselves. Men take care of their women. And I’m all man.”

She blushes as she brushes past me to enter my office. “Well, I guess I’m saying thank you . For caring.” Her smile is watery as she lifts her shoulders into a subtle shrug.

I lift her chin with my index finger. “You never have to thank me, Selena. As much as I want to fuck you on every flat surface of this suite, I also want to spoil you and give you everything you need,” I tell her bluntly before tugging her body against mine. “The fact that you’re grateful for me worrying and caring about you means you still don’t understand the lengths of what I’m willing to do to make you mine.” I press my hard cock into her. “But you will. I’m going to show you.”

In one quick motion, I lift her off the ground and set her plump ass on top of my desk. Her amber eyes blink at me in bewilderment.

“I’m a greedy man, Selena. I won’t be satisfied with just a piece of you. I want all of you. Your heart, your mind, your body… I want your fucking soul.”

Her pulse races at the base of her neck while her breaths quicken.

“I’d set the world on fire just to light it up so I could get a glimpse of your smile. I’d give anything to hear you laugh and I’ll always be there when you need me.” I hike her skirt up around her waist. “When you’re frustrated, I’ll listen. If you’re exhausted, I’ll hold you until you fall asleep.” My fingers slide inside her panties and I lightly stroke her hot little pussy. “And when you need my cock, I’ll fuck you until you’re writhing beneath me, clawing at my skin and begging me for mercy.”

“God,” she whispers as her eyes fall closed.

“No, baby. The only name you’ll be calling out is mine.”

Unable to hold back any longer, I lean forward and take her mouth. She melts into my touch as our tongues tangle together, and I relish her sweet, yet savory taste. Blood roars in my ears while my fingers glide through her wet slit, nudging her sensitive clit with my knuckle.

Breaking the kiss, I capture her face in my hands. “Give me all of you and know that I’ll keep you safe. I’ll take care of you. We all will. And none of us would do anything to hurt you.”

Uncertainty flashes in her eyes and I know it’s fear that holds her back. I capture her gaze with an intense stare.

“Let go for me, baby. I promise you won’t regret it. We’ve never wanted anything like this with anyone else. It’s only you.”

She gives me a quick nod before I dive in for another kiss. Her greedy hands fist my shirt as I consume her mouth. She purrs in my ear when I kiss down her neck, and I feel her pussy begin to swell while I fuck her with my fingers.

“There you are, pretty girl,” I growl. “Spread your legs wider so I can play with your tight cunt.”

Selena eagerly obeys, revealing the slick mess between her thighs, and I lose the tight rein of my control.

“Up,” I suddenly command, standing her on her feet while I hurriedly disrobe her. I toss her shoes and clothes somewhere out of sight, not giving two fucks where they land. Then, she reaches for my shirt, and I gently swat her hands away. “Leave it. I’m taking care of you right now.”

There have been more days than I can count when I had my hand wrapped around my cock as I imagined Selena’s sinful naked body lying beneath me. If I had known that the reality of it would put the fantasy to shame, I would’ve had her naked a long time ago. This woman is a goddess with her dewy flushed skin, heavy tits, rounded belly, and ass that could make a grown man cry.

I’m a lucky bastard for being able to touch her like this.

Her breasts sway with each breath while lust flickers in her eyes.

“Nervous?” I ask, rolling my sleeves up before releasing her messy bun and letting her curls trail down her back.

She smirks at me and shakes her head, then leans back to rest her elbows on my desk.

“Good. Then I’m gonna taste your sweet cunt before I fuck you until you cry.” I kneel between her legs while she bites her lower lip and watches me. Just as I grip her thick thighs, I notice light bruising on her pussy lips. I glance up at her, but she only quirks a single eyebrow at me. “Which one beat me to it?” I swipe my tongue through her slit while I wait for her to answer. But I almost don’t hear it because my mind is reeling from her spicy, honeyed taste that’s better than anything I’ve ever experienced before.

“Does it matter?” she replies with a coy giggle. I spank her wet cunt and she gasps.

“Not at all. Just wish I’d gotten to see it.” I lift her legs over my shoulders and suck on her swollen flesh. “Guess it’s only fair, since neither of those motherfuckers gets to watch me do this.” I drag her ass to the edge of my desk and papers fall to the floor. Her scent is intoxicating as I breathe her in before devouring her soaked pussy.

“Noah,” she moans, her nails clawing into the wooden surface beneath her. I lap at her core, her arousal filling my mouth and covering my face.

I voraciously consume her, thrusting three fingers deep inside her and prepping her to take my thick length. “Did they fuck this yet?” She’s too busy riding my face and hand to answer, so I gently bite down on her clit. “Did they?” I repeat.

“No,” she pants while her slick walls clench around my digits.

“Good.” Like I said before, I’m a greedy man. A selfish bastard who wants to be the first to make her come on his cock. I know I should wait for Chance and Brody, but I can’t hold off any longer before getting inside her tight little body.

Desperate to make her come, I close my lips around her clit, sucking and teasing the delicate flesh. Then, I massage her G-spot over and over, until she clamps her thighs over my ears and her body goes completely taut.

“Fuck! Noah!” she cries, and fists her hands in my hair while filling my mouth with her cum. It’s heady and erotic and I drink it down, lapping up every drop as I soothe her aching pussy with my tongue.

Selena falls limp against my desk, while she teases her nipples, enjoying the highs of her orgasm. I rip open my shirt, sending buttons flying around the room, before I whip it off and toss it to the floor. Then I quickly shuck off the rest of my clothes until I’m standing completely naked in front of her. She rises on her elbows and her mouth drops open as she marvels at my physique and the detailed ink I keep hidden beneath my clothes.

“You’re beautiful,” she whispers, and my chest puffs with pride. I’ve worked hard in the gym and it feels good to have her eyes on me, lusting after me the way I do her.

“I’ll let you look your fill later. But first…”

“What are you—” She has no time to react before I flip her over and press her body against the surface of my desk.

I grab her hips and kick her feet apart. “Pop that ass out for me, baby.”

She glances at me over a shoulder and I smack her juicy ass.

“Eyes forward. Hands on the desk above your head.” When she’s slow to move, I land another smack on her ass.

“Noah,” she rasps.

“Do you want me to stop?” I ask with my hand poised for another swat. She shakes her head and I tsk my tongue. “You know better than that. Words, Selena.”

“Please don’t stop.” Doing as she’s told, she plants her palms flat on the wooden surface. “I… I like it,” she says barely above a whisper.

“I didn’t hear you.” I slap the other ass cheek.

“I like it.” Her voice is louder, but not loud enough, and I spank her again. “I like it!” she cries, and I reward her with several hard smacks before gripping her plush ass and ramming my hard-as-steel cock inside her.

“Fuck,” I roar at the same time she moans. Her body trembles while I rail her on my desk, and our combined arousals drip down to my aching balls. “You’re so fucking tight.”

“Harder, Noah. Please,” she begs and rises on her tiptoes to give me better access to her slick cunt.

“You want this dick, baby? Want me to fuck you so hard you cry when you come?” I lean forward and growl in her ear.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she mumbles against the desk with her mouth parted in ecstasy.

I wrap her dark hair around my fist and lay my palm flat on her back, pressing her onto the smooth surface. Riding her voluptuous body, I piston my hips, filling her with my cock to the hilt. My dick is so deep inside her I can’t tell where she ends and I begin.

“God! I can’t…”

“ Noah ,” I correct. “Just Noah , baby. Say it,” I grit through clenched teeth as I furiously thrust into her.

“Noah, I’m gonna come,” she whines as tears leak from the corners of her eyes.

“Yeah? You gonna come for me?” I repeatedly smack her bouncing ass while I fuck into her dripping cunt. “Then fucking come, Selena. Come now,” I demand.

Releasing her curly hair, I grip her hips with both hands, determined to shove my cock as far as I can inside her. I want to fill her with my hot cum and mark her body from the inside out. I want her to remember how it feels to come on my dick every time she takes a fucking step.

Sweat trickles down my face and my balls draw up tight to my body. I’m close to the edge but there’s not a chance I’ll go over it before my girl gets her release. I’m about to reach for her clit to give her more stimulation, but her pussy clamps down hard and starts milking my cock. She balls up her hands as they rest above her head, then her body begins to shake with her orgasm.

“Noah!” Her cries fill the room, combined with the rhythmic sounds of our bodies slapping together. Then, her pussy gushes as she squeezes my cock and forces my release to the surface. I grunt through my orgasm, still fucking her sore pussy until I’ve filled it with every last spurt of my cum.

We’re both panting hard, struggling to catch our breath, as I carefully drape my body over hers and pepper her glistening skin with kisses. My cock still twitches inside her, but I stay anchored to her, wanting to keep my cum in her tight little cunt, even though I know I shouldn’t.

I brush her soft tresses over her shoulder and whisper in her ear, “Dinner and orgasms. Seems like a productive night of working late.”

“You’re not my only boss, you know,” she sasses. “I did have actual work to do before you distracted me.”

“I promise it’ll keep. Besides, I told you I’d take care of you, didn’t I?” I kiss her cheek as she smiles.

Selena rests her face on her overlapped hands. “This feels too good to be true. Like more than a girl like me deserves.”

“A girl like you?” I repeat. “You still don’t get it. We’ve been waiting for you for almost twenty years.”

“Thanks for reminding me you guys are old enough to be my dads.” She giggles.

“Keep it up, and you’ll get another spanking.” I kiss along the back of her shoulder.

“Threaten me with a good time, why don’t you… Dad.”

We both groan when I withdraw my spent cock. Then, I help her up and spin her around to face me. “Give this old man five minutes and I’ll have you bouncing on this dick again until you scream.”

She nuzzles into my neck and nibbles at the sensitive flesh, causing my dick to stir. “I don’t think I can walk because of you.”

“Oh, yeah?”

She yelps when I lift her in my arms.

“Guess I’ll just have to carry you then.”

Her giggles spread warmth through my chest as I walk us over to my couch,where she rides me until we both come again.