Free Noelle's Rock: A BWWM Holiday Romance by Theresa Hodge

zippered, black jeans.
    “Come here,” I order her.
    “No,” she whispers.
    “You dare defy me?” I ask with a smirk.
    I didn’t give her a chance to answer. I am as quick as a lion devouring its prey. I reach for her and settle her in my lap into a straddle position. My big hands cup the softness of her well rounded ass and pull her center closer to my hard rod.
    I can feel her heat eat through the material of our respective jeans. This only makes me want her more. Blood is raging and pumping through my veins as I look into her heated gaze. Our lips meet with one accord. My tongue plunges past her sweet, succulent lips. Our wet tongues meet in an excited greeting once again.
    We explore each other’s mouths at leisure with the promise of more pleasurable things to come. I become swept up in Noelle’s pleasantly, sweet scent. Her scent is sweet and delicate, unlike the scent of Peaches’ nauseatingly, heavy-scented perfume.
    Everything is perfectly balanced with Noelle. She fits in my arms perfectly as if God just formed her for me and only me. Her mouth is as sweet as honey as I continue to sip from her mouth and lips with the need to own her for more than one fleeting night.
    My hands begin to itch and lead me to explore her soft, curvy body at will. She moans between slow, dragged-out kisses as we continue to sip from each other’s lips, giving life to one another through the exchanging of breaths.
    I receive the exchanging of our DNA with gladness, and my heart swells to gigantic proportions as I fall deeper into this gem of a woman. She is ensnaring me without her even knowing how much she affects me.
    Noelle begins to grind downward onto my stiffness. My hips lift automatically to meet her downward grind with my upward thrust. I groan beneath her soft, thick, kissable lips. My hand cups one beast in my hand. I can feel her pebbled, hard nipple through her clothing.
    My lips move to her breasts, and my teeth bite through the material that is covering her nipples. Noelle moans so sweetly and throws her head back in pleasure. My mouth is leaving a wet spot on the clingy material of her delicate shirt, but I pay it no mind as I move to her other breast and give it the same attention that I gave the first one.
    Our lips met greedily once again as the world closes around us, and we feel like the only two alive in this present moment. Our heated kiss went on and on, and the limousine filled with our heavy breathing as we fog up the cold windows. I need to finally come up for breath, and I am sure Noelle does too.
    I pull my lips slowly back and stare at her full, kissable lips. She looks so sexy and wanton before me. Her lips are slightly swollen from my deep, drugging kisses. My hand raises to her hair, and I run my fingers through her soft, textured curls.
    Her scalp is warm to my touch as I massage it. Her eyes close, and she moans as if I am making sweet love to her. “Can we start over?” I ask.
    Her eyes pop open. She looks deeply into my eyes. It feels like she is looking directly into my soul and I into hers.
    “Yes,” she finally replies.
    Our faces are so close together that I can feel her sweet breath on my lips.
    “My name is Beau Barringer, and I am a rock star,” I say in a way of reintroducing myself to this angel of a woman right before my very eyes.
    “Hi, Beau Barringer the rock star,” she says with a teasing smile. “My name is Noelle Winters, and I am a lowly receptionist in a major company,” she smiles even wider as she continues to tease me.
    “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Noelle Winters, but there is nothing lowly about you.”
    Noelle’s smile becomes even wider as she reveals a set of perfectly white teeth. Her smile slowly disappears as my head moves slowly closer to hers. Our lips met once again in understanding as the fire builds between our bodies and hearts alike.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter 9
     
    Noelle
     
    My Grown-Up Christmas List
     
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