Noah- Mature Content Ahead

Poppy waved sheepishly as she came around the corner of the house. The only thing of interest over there was Cordelia, so I wasn't sure why she would look guilty, unless maybe she thought I might accuse of her snooping. Considering Cordelia started this entire thing between us, I didn't fault her curiosity, but my temper's track record wasn't stellar where Poppy was concerned. I could understand she might think I would revert to a grumpy ass, but that wasn't who I really was. Though, it gave me an idea.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked, coming to a sudden stop a few feet from me.

I dragged my eyes over her body, zeroing in immediately on her hardened nipples. Since she left me, she'd removed her bra. Only the fact that we were just a few minutes away from being able to ravage one another thoroughly kept me from filling my hands with them right now.

"What were you doing on the side of the house?" I asked with a drawl, leaning against my truck and slowly working my way back up her body.

"I—Well—I," she stuttered, her freckles popping against her skin as she flushed. "I saw Cordelia and went to say hello."

Pushing off the car, I grabbed the front of her shirt, making sure I got a peek down the front, before I crushed her lips with mine. "I expected to find you already naked on my bed. Waiting with your legs open."

"I can do that now," she answered, rubbing against me like a cat in heat.

"Too late."

Before she could protest, I picked her up and tossed her over my shoulder, bringing the palm of my hand down on her round ass with a hard smack that made her squeal. Marching up the stairs, I carried her into the house, my mind racing with all the things I wanted to do to her. Never one to shy away from experimentation, I usually started slow with a new partner, discovering what they wanted, but Poppy awoke something primal within me. A need to dominate, to control her.

Not outside the bedroom—not as much as it infuriated me at times, her fierce independence and sass turned me on. And something told me as much as I wanted to claim her, she wanted to surrender.

"Noah," she panted, striking my ass with a balled up fist. "All the blood is rushing to my head."

"Hit me again and see what happens," I told her, kicking open my bedroom door, and just like I expected, she struck again. Asking for it.

The mattress dipped under her weight as I tossed her onto it, but before she could settle, I flipped her to her stomach and pulled down her shorts. Those pales globes were just aching for my handprint, but I didn't want to push her too far. Not yet. Instead, I kneaded the supple flesh, dragging my thumb through the crease and over her puckered asshole. She moaned and pressed her face into the solid blue comforter. Her efforts to open up for me were thwarted by the denim shorts around her thighs.

I pushed my hand through the tight space and cupped her pussy, plunging my middle finger into her while stroking around her clit. Hand on her lower back to hold her in place, I worked a second finger into her, plunging them in and out so hard she trembled and bucked against my hold. But just before she came, I snatched my hand away and stepped away from the bed.

"What the hell?" she whimpered, her words muffled by the bed.

"Didn't anyone ever teach you that actions have consequences?"

"Yeah, but I thought you were going to spank me or something, not...not whatever the hell that was. I was so close."

"Roll over."

Poppy hesitated for a second, but she obeyed. The fire in her eyes was part anger, but mostly desire. She wouldn't risk another punishment. I looked at her thighs. Her wetness coated them, and I couldn't decide if I wanted to lick her clean before or after I fucked her.

"Take off your shirt." This time, there was zero hesitation. She pulled up from the hem and tossed the top aside. "Roll your nipples between your fingers."

With both hands, she pulled and tugged the rosy nipples to stiff points. Then she licked her fingers and rubbed them over the firm tips. My tenuous grasp on my patience snapped at the sight, and I stepped out of my pants and took a condom out of the nightstand. Poppy watched me roll it over my erection, never once stopping her teasing assault on her breasts. When it was in place, I tugged her ass to the end of the bed and relieved her of the shorts.

Ass dangling over the edge, she was forced to grip the mattress. Her pink center glistened and called to me, but as much as I wanted to taste her again, there was a part of my body that was more demanding. I grabbed her hips, holding them in the air, and thrust into her.

Poppy gasped, her legs dangling over my forearms as I drove into her. Mouth parted and eyes wide with pleasure, she took every inch of me, again and again. With each stroke, she shouted, "Yes, yes, yes, oh my god yes."

"Touch yourself," I grunted, needing her to come again and wanting to feel her fingers brushing against me.

Her hand went straight to her clit, and she made fast circles around it. "I'm so close."

"Tell me what you need." She closed her eyes and moaned, too overwhelmed to speak. I commanded her to tell me again, this time punctuating each word with a hard thrust.

"That. Yes. That. Faster."

Growling, I braced my knees against the bed to give myself more leverage and increased the pace. The room filled with the sound of the headboard beating against the wall and flesh slapping together. Tomorrow, our hips would be bruised from the force of our joining, but right now, that bite of pain only fed our pleasure.  Just when I didn't think I could hold on any longer, Poppy came with a scream, her pussy clamping down on my cock as her back arched, leaving only the crown of her head on the mattress.

That was it for me. The pressure in the base of my spine exploded, and I came so hard I nearly dropped her. Knuckles white around her hips, I slowed and thrust through the end of both our climaxes before pulling out and lowering her gently onto the bed. Disposing of the condom, I returned and kissed her panting mouth.

"Should I go now?" she asked, when our heartbeats had returned to something resembling normal.

"Always trying to run off," I teased her, even as my chest tightened with the thought. Immediately, I dismissed whatever emotion that was because it would ruin everything.

"I just want to keep the boundaries clear."

"They're very clear." I straddled her and dragged my tongue around her nipple, humming appreciatively. "And I told you if you came back to my house, I wasn't going to be satisfied until my cock had been in your pussy...and your mouth. Several times, to be exact."

"Yeah, but I didn't think you meant all in one night."

"I didn't." My expression was serious as I slid up her body and pushed my dick between her breasts. "Or at least, I didn't mean all in just one night, but if you're not up to the task, I can finish myself off with those bathing suit bottoms later."

That did it. Eyes narrowed, she pressed her hands against her breasts, putting enough pressure in the right place that I saw stars. "I never said that. I'm just shocked you can go again."

"Oh, honey." I nearly bit off the tip of my tongue when she raised her head and licked my cock. "I don't say things I don't mean. I'm a man who follows through."

"Prove it."

And I did.