Learning the Ropes (10 page)

“Yeah, but you don’t seem to believe me yet. I have some ideas about how to change your mind though.”

Rory didn’t understand when he moved to the end of the bed, his head in the space he had created between her thighs. “What are you doing?”

Noah didn’t bother to answer with words. He just buried his mouth in her moist, hot flesh while she gasped. Fireworks exploded in Rory’s body; lightening zinging from her clit to her nipples and back again. He sucked gently on her before using his tongue to spear as deeply into her as possible. She bucked into him, losing control of her responses, her inhibitions. She didn’t care what she had to do—she only knew that she needed him closer, harder inside of her.

He took hold of her hips in his hands and tried to hold her down. “Too bad you don’t have posts at the foot of your bed. I could have tied you down here, too. It would have made things a lot easier on me.” His smile was wet and shiny before he dove back down to where he didn’t seem to be having any problems at all.

He added his hand back into the mix, two fingers thrusting deeply while his tongue stroked her clitoris. She squirmed on those fingers, desperate for the pleasure. Desperate to come. Everything wound tighter and tighter inside of her until his fingers hit a particular spot and she released like a spring. Her back bowed and she chanted his name. She couldn’t be sure if it was out loud or only in her head, but it didn’t matter.

Afterwards, she was shattered, her thighs wide open and her legs falling to either side of him as he slowly stroked her. His touch was light but it felt heavy on her sizzling nerve endings. She hadn’t even realized that her hands were clenched until she was able to release them, her arms relaxing.

Rory rolled her head lazily to look at Noah as he climbed slowly back up her body, pausing to drop wet kisses at her navel, nipples, and collarbone. He took her mouth with all of the pent up passion that he hadn’t been able to release thus far. His tongue battled with hers as he thrust his deep, giving her own taste back to her. Normally she would have been squeamish about such a thing, but he made it seem so natural and sexy.

She was out of breath when he pulled away. “You seem a little overdressed.”

Noah looked down at his pants and smiled ruefully, cupping the large bulge and attempting to move it into a better position. Rory shook her arms at him from where they were tied above her head. “Let me go and I’ll give you a hand with that.”

“As much as I’d love for you to give me a
hand
, I think I like having you in this position more,” he mock leered at her before getting serious. “How are your arms? Okay?”

Rory laughed and nodded at him. As much as he was playing up this dominant streak of his, he was genuinely concerned for her comfort. Both physically and her comfort with what they were doing with each other. She wouldn’t have thought it would have made such a difference, but it did. The change to lovers felt effortless. Of course, she hadn’t really participated much beyond some moaning and a spectacular orgasm. Something she would have very much liked to remedy.

“Well, if you’re not going to let me help, then at least put a little shake into it while you strip,” she sassed.

Noah raised an eyebrow at her. “Should I expect you to come at me with a fistful of one-dollar bills when I’m done?”

Rory shrugged. “It depends on the show.”

Noah laughed as he reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. Rory was surprised to see him remove two condoms from the billfold. Noah saw her interest and smirked. “Just for your information, I didn’t come over here prepared to get lucky. But a guy can dream, right?”

He carefully laid both condoms and his wallet on the nightstand and then even more cautiously peeled down his zipper. Rory could see a flash of gray cotton in the space between the edges of the zipper. With both thumbs tucked into the waistband of his jeans, Noah pulled his pants and underwear down at the same time, releasing his cock to bounce against his stomach. Rory sucked in a breath.

He was hard and magnificent. Large and in charge. She didn’t think she had ever seen larger as a matter of fact. The head was purple and leaking pre-cum that her mouth watered for. Altogether he was a striking picture of masculine beauty. All strong muscles and long bones.

He wrapped his fist around his cock and the veins in his arm stood out. Rory hadn’t been resentful of her bindings until this moment. She wanted to touch him more than anything. She rolled slightly towards him as he climbed into bed next to her, his skin hot where it touched her and his penis rubbing on her thigh. He reached down and slid a finger into her still-wet opening. She bucked underneath his hand, still sensitive, and moaned his name loud and long.

“Please, Noah. I’m ready. I need you.” Pleading words poured from her mouth and she couldn’t be sure of exactly what she said. She only knew that she would say anything if it would get him inside of her. He went still and closed his eyes against her begging for a moment and then came to life in a surge.

Noah reached behind to the nightstand to snag one of the condoms. He ripped it open with his teeth and slid it on in a careful motion that had her eyes riveted. By the time he settled himself between her open thighs, she was panting and crazy for him.

She locked eyes with him as he supported his weight on one arm and used his other hand to guide himself to her opening. With one strong thrust he was inside, filling up all of the places that had been empty for far too long. She opened her legs wider in welcome and they both groaned as he sank deeper into her creamy wetness.

After a few moments to let her adjust, he began to move. He took her with steady, measured thrusts, slowly gaining speed as she murmured to him. Incredibly, she felt the stirrings of another orgasm beginning. She had always been a one-and-done kind of girl so this was certainly new to her.

She used her thighs to grip him harder but it wasn’t enough. She wanted to throw her arms around him and dig her nails into his ass. Pull him into her harder and make him feel the sting of how much she wanted him. She couldn’t with her hands trussed up though. She angled her back up even though it caused strain on her arms and kissed wherever she could reach. Wet licks and sucks of her mouth landed on his shoulder, his neck and his chest.

“Kiss me,” she murmured. “Kiss me, Noah.”

He quickly leaned down and took her lips in a deep kiss. In counterpoint to his hips, he kept it gentle and slow. She felt the care behind it but shook her head. She didn’t want it gentle. She bit his lip so that he hissed a breath into her mouth. “Harder.”

He pulled back to look her in the eye and whatever he saw there had him cursing and plunging his hips harder and faster than before. He reached a hand between them to press on her clitoris with every thrust. Once again, Rory felt the sparks travel from her clit to her nipples and back. This time she couldn’t hold back the scream and was gratified to hear Noah’s answering yell. She bucked up into him as he pushed his hips down to come in pulsing jerks. Instead of fading away though, this time her orgasm seemed to go on forever, dragging on and on and making her lose her mind.

Noah collapsed to the side of her, his breath harsh in her ear. She stared at the ceiling, trying to get her breath back and her feelings in order. What was between them was only supposed to be fun and games, but it felt like more. She tried to tell herself that it was just the pleasure. Of course it was natural that she was having grateful, fuzzy-type feelings for Noah. He was the only man to ever make her head feel like it was about to spin off when she came for him.

She turned her head to look at him and immediately began to feel the sizzle of renewed interest. His chest heaved as he slowly began to catch his breath, his skin sheened in a fine misting of sweat. She could feel the heat radiating from him where his thigh was draped over hers. Unthinkingly, she moved to brush her hand across his chest only to realize that it was quite devoid of feeling. In fact, both of her arms were simply hanging at an odd angle from where they were still tied to the bed rails.

She nudged him with her elbow. “Noah?”

He threw an arm over her waist and snuggled close to her side. His mouth dipped down to take a leisurely suck of her still-hard nipple. “Hmm.”

“This was fun, but can you untie me now?”

Rory had to hold back a laugh as Noah lurched up in haste. “Sorry, baby. Let me get you out of these.” He quickly reached across her torso to untie first one, then the other of her arms. He rubbed them up and down as he lowered them to the bed next to her. “Are you okay?”

Rory nodded as she lay back against her pillow, eyes closing to revel in the feeling of his hands sliding up and down her arms. Amazing how, after all they’d done that night, the feel of his hands on her skin could still make her react. She stretched her body out and winced as the blood rushed back into her arms, the tingling not unlike a hundred ants biting her. It had been worth it though.

“So I hope I was able to deliver on your request for adventure.” She had her eyes closed so she couldn’t see his face, but she could hear the smile in his voice.

“You most certainly did.” Rory answered around a yawn. A quick glance at the clock showed it to be close to midnight. Not that late, but with her teacher’s schedule she had to be up and going before the sun rose most days. A long day and plenty of pleasure were catching up with her and she couldn’t manage to keep her eyes open.

She felt Noah leave the bed and tried to remain still. Maybe if he thought she was asleep he would leave and she could skip the awkward after-sex chat. Instead, she heard him flip the overhead light off and then walk back to the bed. The mattress dipped towards his side and she slid into him as he got himself settled.

“Are—aren’t you going home?” Rory stuttered over her words.

“What, and leave you here alone? No way. What if you wake up in the middle of the night and decide you need more adventure?” Noah chided softly.

Rory ignored the frisson of heat that went through her at his words. “I highly doubt that. I have to get up really early to go to work. I don’t want to disturb you.”

“Don’t worry, you won’t. You just wake me when you get up and we’ll have a shower together and then I’ll be on my way.” Noah patted her naked rear end reassuringly.

Rory was about to protest that plan when she realized that she didn’t want to. She wanted him to stay the night and she definitely wanted that shower the next morning. But another thought occurred to her. “What about your truck outside? Someone’s bound to see it.”

Noah sighed so heavily it ruffled the hair on her head. “Rory, it’s midnight on a Wednesday. If they haven’t already seen it, they’re not going to. Besides, other people live here too. No one is going to take one look at a truck parked on the side of the road and connect it to me and you. Your dirty little secret is safe. So calm down and go to sleep.” Despite the heavy sarcasm of his words, his arms were gentle around her as he pulled her close and pushed her head down on his chest. Beneath her ear, his heart drummed in a slow and steady rhythm.

She didn’t want anyone to find out about them, but Noah had sounded almost hurt when she’d asked about his truck. There was a fine line between keeping her privacy and being a bitch about the situation. Rory decided to let it go for the night. Next time she would take care to be more discreet now that she knew he wanted to stay over.

She snuggled deeper into his chest and let her eyes drift closed. Despite all of the adventure he was bringing to her life, there was something to be said for this part, too. The part where she felt safe and comforted in his arms as she fell asleep. Just as she drifted off, she thought she felt him press a kiss to the top of her head, but couldn’t be sure. Like everything else she felt about him, she’d figure it out tomorrow.

Chapter Seven

Rory pressed the button that controlled the passenger-side window and let the cool evening breeze caress her face. Against her better judgment, she had agreed to accompany Noah on one of the out-of-town “dates” that he had insisted upon. But it seemed that his idea of out of town was even further than hers had been. They had been driving for more than an hour already and Rory had no idea where they were. Despite her repeated questions at the beginning of the trip, he had remained silent about their final destination, promising that it would be worth her time.

She couldn’t seem to work up much concern about it though. The songs on the radio were good, the breeze felt pleasant and the sunset in the rearview mirror was gorgeous. And so was the man beside her. His blond hair ruffled in the wind and his strong hands were competent on the steering wheel. Even though it had been more than a week since the first time they’d had sex, she still couldn’t believe that he wanted her. She was so mousy and dull compared to him—or at least she
had
been. Now that she was more comfortable around him, she had opened up and seemed able to make him laugh and tease him more often than before.

Rory was pulled from the view of the scenery in the driver’s side seat by the sound of the blinker. They had been driving along a state highway for so long without much break in the landscape that she had almost forgotten that there was a destination in mind. She sat up in her seat and craned her neck to see where they were going. A line of cars stood waiting for a turn to enter what appeared to be a field. The cars at the front of the line were stopping to give money to an attendant and the smell of corndogs drifted on the night air. There was a huge structure with its back facing the road, but it looked like an oversized billboard.

As their car crept closer and closer to the entrance, Rory was able to see more of the sign facing the road. She turned to Noah with her mouth open.

“Is this a drive-in movie?”

He grinned at her and tugged on her ponytail. “It certainly is. Cool, huh?”

“I didn’t even know these existed anymore. “

“Me neither. Thank the powers of Google.” Noah laughed at her excited expression and pulled in to buy their tickets. They were directed to park in any of the spaces they liked and given a small card.