I fumbled with his shirt. The buttons were awkward, but a brief break in kissing got them all undone. Noah shrugged the shirt off and tossed it onto the floor, and I dragged my gaze over his body.

Holy shit.

He was built like a marble statue with muscles in all the right places. Strong, broad shoulders. Solid pecs. Abs that would make a blind woman weep.

He looked better than he had in my sex dream.

“What?” Noah’s eyebrows shot up.

“Oh, shit. Did I say that out loud?”

“You dreamed about having sex with me?”

I bit my tongue. So much for keeping that to myself. “Little bit.”

“Was I any good?”

CHAPTER FOURTEEN – REAGAN

Boom Chicka Wow Wow

“If I say no, will you work extra hard right now?”

He cupped the back of my neck and lowered his face, keeping his gaze locked onto mine. “Reagan, when I’m done with you, you won’t be able to say anything at all.”

“Sounds like a promise.”

He grinned, and something flashed in his eyes. That was all I could think before he swept me into a hungry kiss that made my thighs clench. My clit ached, and the pressure from my thighs didn’t make it any better.

Noah pulled me over toward the bed and pushed me back onto it. I fell onto the soft cover with an “Oomph,” and I caught a flash of a smile from him as he leaned over me to kiss me again.

He ran his hands along my body, exploring the curves of my sides. Shivers danced across my skin. It felt so good, and when he reached up to pull the straps of my dress down, it felt even better.

His fingertips were rough and hot, gliding across my skin easily. As he pulled the straps down over my shoulders, the neckline of the dress moved with it. I sat up as he continued to remove the dress until it was balled at my hips and my pink, lacy bra was on show.

Thank God I had on the matching panties.

They were ten times better than the ones he’d seen me in before.

I lifted my butt so he could tug the dress down. He did until it pooled at my ankles and I kicked it away along with my shoes. Noah kicked off his own shoes and kissed me again, pushing me back to lie down.

His fingers left a trail of heat where they explored my body. I tilted my head back as he moved to kiss down my throat and cupped my breast. Moving the cup down, he brushed his thumb over my nipple, making me jerk.

He replaced his thumb with his mouth, closing his lips around my tender nipple. A gasp escaped my lips, and I wound my fingers in his hair as he flicked his tongue over me.

Oh, God.

He turned his attention to the other one, doing exactly the same to that. My back arched, pushing my breasts farther into him. He took what I gave, lavishing attention on them with nibbles and tongue flicks and thumb brushes, until he moved, positioning himself between my legs.