Free Revealed (The Found Book 1) by Caitlyn O'Leary Page A

finally tracing the outer lips of her sex and she cried out. It was as if an electric current shot through every part of her body. She gripped his hair, loving the silky texture, and pulled. “No,” his voice was the low tone and made her clench even tighter.
    “This first time you’re going to let me.”
    Kali looked into those deep dark eyes and saw both a command and a plea. This meant something to him, she didn’t understand it, but for some reason Noah wanted to gift her with his love and care, it was clear in his gaze.
    He nodded. “Yes, love, my way this time. Next time we can play together, but this time I need to show you how I feel.” He cupped her sex and Kali arched into his touch.
    She thought about what he said through her haze of passion. The silly man had been making her feel important and cherished for the last two weeks, and in the last half hour he had managed to undo years of insecurity. How he thought he needed to do more to show her how he felt was beyond her. But as Kali looked into those glittering brown eyes, she could no more deny him than she could deny her lungs their next breath. She released her hold on him.
    “Okay, I won’t touch. At least not this time,” she assured him. She watched as he relaxed infinitesimally.
    “I almost lost you before we even had this chance. I need this.” His big hands drew her thighs apart. She should breathe in, but it was beyond her. He spread her knees outward, and lifted her feet so they were resting on his shoulders.
    “Beautiful.” He smiled as his head dipped towards her mound. “You’re so wet for me, I love that,” he murmured before his tongue licked the valley of her sex.
    Kali tried to keep her eyes open, seeing Noah’s enraptured expression was intoxicating, but as he slowly thrust two fingers inside of her, her lids drifted shut. He brushed his tongue around his fingers as they pushed in and out of her core. She spiraled upwards. If only he would touch her clit. He chuckled.
    “I want my honey.” As if those words were magic she pulsed in excitement and more silky cream flowed, he hummed his satisfaction.
    “Please, Noah, I need…” Kali’s eyes opened just a fraction and saw his arousal, his pleasure, and it spiked her own. “Please…” the last came out as a gasp because he twisted and spread his fingers finding a spot sending sparks through her, keeping her on the knife’s edge.
    “Noah! Now!”
    He took her swollen clit between his lips and sucked hard, and she shot off into oblivion. Even as she howled his name in pleasure she felt his rush of satisfaction and pride through their connection. It anchored her.
    “Noah, enough, I need you with me, I need you.”
    “Oh love, I need you too.”
    * * *
    He’d bought condoms three days ago and felt like a heel. But he had hoped, wanted, and needed. He looked at Kali, seeing her satisfied and greedy made him harder. He sheathed himself and shuddered as she looked at him with avarice.
    “I was wrong, you shouldn’t be an underwear model. You should definitely be a nude model.” He barked out a laugh, and she grinned at him.
    Kneeling on the bed, he parted her thighs to open her wider, and placed his cock at her entrance. God, he would never forget this moment, how it looked when his flesh began to part her soft pink folds. She was so hot and tight, he made small thrusts forward, watching her face, ensuring he wasn’t hurting her.
    “Too slow,” she panted.
    “My way.”
    “Faster, I need all of you.”
    “You’ll get me.” He pressed further amazed by her heat. Her channel was a warm velvet fist, and he was breaking into a sweat.
    Wrapping her legs around his waist, she gripped his ass, her nails biting into his flesh. He surged in to the hilt, and she shouted his name, a smile on her face.
    “Again Noah, do it again.”
    He did it again, and again, and again. He felt her pleasure and she felt his, an endless loop taking them higher and higher until finally they