He put his hands on both my hips, lifting me up until the head of his cock was barely resting between my folds.

"You want me to fuck you properly?"

I whimpered and nodded my head.

With a firm grip, Noah pulled me down, impaling me on his cock again. I cried out in pleasure. He did it again, lifting me up and shoving me down, his cock driving in and out of me.

My body shuddered as he began fucking me harder and harder, moving faster and faster. His hips snapped up and down, burying himself to the hilt, filling every part of me. He pummeled into me with force, the clench of his fingers a near bruising grip on my hips.

I threw my arms around him. I clung tight, feeling the firm muscles of his shoulders and back. Feeling his warm skin under my fingertips.

I arched my back, pressing my breasts against his front, wanting to feel as much skin to skin contact as I possibly could. When even that wasn't enough I attacked his mouth with mine, our lips and tongues tangling together as I breathed heavily into the kiss.

The friction of his chest against my nipples, the smooth slide of his tongue along mine, the rubbing and pulsing of his cockhead against my inner walls - all of it was enough to send my mind spinning.

My pussy clenched down tight, getting close. Every muscle in my body seized up, a tsunami of pleasure threatening to overtake me. Noah brought his fingers to my clit to play with me. I shuddered and let out a choked cry as a powerful orgasm hit me. My brain short circuited and I was lost in a whirlwind of pleasure. I slumped against him, moaning heavily, pussy twitching and pulsing.

When the cloudy haze dispersed and I could think again, I felt Noah still hard inside me, not having reached his peak yet. I wanted him to feel the same pleasure I'd felt, but I didn't know if I could continue getting fucked like that. Noah had been utterly thorough.

I slowly slid off his lap. He hissed as he fell out of me. I immediately dropped to my knees in front of him. I looked up to meet his eyes.

"Was my cock in your cunt not enough?" His eyes blazed with a scorching heat. "You want me fucking your mouth, too?"

My mouth nearly watered as I nodded silently.

Noah cupped the back of my head, fingers sifting through the strands of my hair. He quickly divested himself of the condom and pulled me forward. I let him guide me until my mouth was a hairsbreadth away from the head of his cock.

"You want to taste me?"

"Yes," I whispered, sending hot breath washing over his cock.

He took himself in one hand and painted my lips with his weeping tip.

"Open your mouth."

I did so, wetting my lips before parting them, tasting him on my tongue.

"Wrap those pretty pink lips around my cock."

My pussy pulsed as I whimpered, his dirty words sending heat flooding through me yet again. I bobbed my head forward until his cockhead passed through my lips. He lay hot and heavy on my tongue. I sucked, using my tongue to flick at the underside.

Noah hissed, fingers clenching in my hair. I took more of him into my mouth. My lips stretched wide to accommodate his girth. I used my tongue and lips to tease at him. I continued sliding up and down, taking him further each time, stopping before my gag reflex could kick in.

"Deeper," he commanded.

I hesitated for a moment, not knowing how much deeper I could take him without choking.

Noah put a hand on my throat, thumb stroking my pulse point. "Just relax. Take a deep breath in."

I did as he said, inhaling slowly around his cock, letting my racing heartbeat calm.

"Exhale," he commanded.

I breathed out. Noah shifted his hips, sliding his thick length along my tongue, deeper inside my mouth, inside my throat. He fisted my hair, tilting my head back to get a better angle. I let my jaw go slack, accepting more and more of him.

He cupped my head as he bottomed out, hitting the back of my throat. My lips were split wide around him. I breathed shallow breaths around his cock. He was so big. I had no idea how I was taking him this deep without choking.

"Such a good girl," he growled. I flushed with pleasure. "Now I'm going to fuck your throat."

He pulled out. I took the chance to inhale. He shoved himself back in, going deep, going faster. He used one hand on the back of my head and the other under my jaw, guiding me on and off his cock.

"So fucking close." His grip tightened, pulling at my strands to pull me off him.

I pressed my lips together firmly and sucked.

"You want it?" he growled, no longer tugging on my hair. "You want to drink me down?"

I moaned around his cock and nodded vehemently.

He pulsed in my throat, cock throbbing in time with my heartbeat. Noah grunted and tugged, pulling me toward him with a jerk and burying his cock in my throat to the hilt. Hot, wet liquid splashed over the back of my tongue and down my throat. I hurried to swallow him down, savoring the sensation, the heat of it and the taste of him. Noah's taste.

He pulled back slowly, not fully exiting my mouth, allowing me to take in a deep breath. His cock was still hard on my tongue, the last few sticky drops weeping out of the tip. I peeked up to meet his eyes. His were clouded over with spent desire. I waited until he was looking at me. I wrapped my lips around the tip, licking and sucking, tasting every last bit of him.

He groaned, closing his eyes, enjoying my ministrations for several long moments, before he yanked me off him with a tug on my hair. Noah pulled me from my knees, taking me into his arms.

"If you keep that up, I'm going to have spin you around and fuck you all over again."

I relaxed into his embrace, sighing with a deep satisfaction. "I don't think I can take another round like that."

"I better let you rest, then. Wouldn't want to break that sweet cunt of yours."

I let him cuddle me for a few moments. He took my hands in his, placing soft kisses on the tender skin of my inner wrists.

"You were a very good girl for me."

I shivered with pleasure at his words and rested my head against his chest.

"Why is it all so important to you?" I asked sleepily.

"What?"

"You always want me to beg."

Noah stroked a hand along my spine and hummed. "I don't know. I never thought about it."

"You've never thought about why you like to have sex the way you do?"

He shrugged. "It's just sex. I do it to get off."

I sat up in his arms. "There has to be more to it."

He cracked a small smile and pushed strands of hair away from my face. "Always trying to psychoanalyze me."

"I just want to understand you."

Noah went quiet for a moment. "I suppose... I like knowing that, in that moment, you need me more than you've ever needed anything. I want to be the only thing that can satisfy you. I want you dying for it. I want to know you want it."

"Noah..." My heart melted a little. "Is your kink enthusiastic consent?"

He frowned. "Are you shitting me?"

"It it!" I grinned and placed a kiss on his nose. He immediately scrunched up his face in disgust. "You get off on enthusiastic consent. Noah Feminist Hart."

He grumbled. "Shout it to the world, why don't you?"

I just smiled and buried my head in his neck, enjoying his warm arms around me.

Chapter Twenty-Two.

When Noah invited me out to another concert, I knew he was expecting me to have a fangirl freak out.

"The band Feral Silence is also going to be performing with us." There was a smirk in his voice.

"Sounds cool," I said, keeping my attention focused on the sheet of music I was working on.

We'd thrown out the old song and begun working on a new one. That meant we were now weeks behind schedule. The band was going to want to see something concrete soon. I was beginning to panic, but Noah always reassured me we'd get it done on time. I hoped he was right. If we didn't manage to pull this off, I would have failed in my first and only job ever in the music industry.

"You're a Feral Silence fan right?" Noah asked, keeping his tone nonchalant.

"Yup."

I could see him frown out of the corner of my eye. "Aren't you excited?"

"Sure am," I said breezily, making a mark on the paper.

Noah looked nonplussed at my reaction. "I could introduce you," he offered.

"No need. I've already met them."

"Oh."

I finally looked up. His whole expression had turned disgruntled. I gave him a soft smile.

"Noah. Are you trying to do something nice for me?"

He looked away, brows furrowed.

I left my work on top of the piano and went over to throw my arms around him. "That's very thoughtful of you." I stood on my tiptoes to plant a kiss on his cheek. "Thank you."

"Whatever," he grunted, his arms stiff at his sides. "It's not like I wanted to do you a favor or anything."

I laughed inwardly, making sure to keep my lips from twitching upward. I squeezed him tight and laid my head on his chest. "You better stop being so sweet or I'm going to start thinking you actually like me."

"I'm not sweet. I'm Noah Fucking Hart."

Despite his words, he wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his cheek on the top of my head.

"How exactly do you know those guys anyway?"

I could hear the frown in his voice.

"Jealous?" I said coyly. "Don't worry. You know you're the only rock star for me."

"Just wondering," he said, sounding surly.

"Two of my friends are dating members of the band," I explained. "They'll probably be at the concert, too, if their boyfriends are going to be there performing." I lifted my head with a grin. "We should do a group date."

"No."

I pretended to pout. "It doesn't have to be anything fancy. We can go to that dive bar of yours for a drink."

"I don't do couple dates."

My heart jumped. Did that mean we were officially a couple?

Noah and I hadn't talked about our relationship status yet. Over the last few weeks, we'd spent almost all our time either working, having sex or sleeping. We hadn't gone on anymore "outings" to Walt's bar as Noah liked to say - or "dates" as I privately referred to them.

Ivy and Natalie had always joked about me getting a rock star boyfriend of my own.

Did I finally have one?

I didn't dare bring up the topic. Not yet. Noah was still so prickly, so touchy. If I went too far, too fast, he'd push me away. Going slow - at least emotionally - was the key to a successful relationship with Noah.

Still, my heart beat a small thrill at the thought of Noah being my boyfriend. Of Noah being more than my boyfriend. Although he was still a bit of an ass, I'd gotten to know the man he was inside underneath all that snark.

His Royal Highness liked to keep people at a distance. Somehow I'd managed to find myself on the other side of his castle walls. Now I needed to figure out how to make my way across the moat.

Or figure out a way to get him to lower the drawbridge.

Noah had to be at the concert venue early again, so I decided to team up with Natalie and Ivy and attend the concert as a trio. I'd been so busy working, I'd had to cancel our last few lunch dates. I knew they were dying for more information about Noah, especially Nat, being the ultimate fangirl she was.