lunch will be brought in and served in a private room for us. Bring your hottest cocktail dress and sexiest heels, as we will be enjoying a dinner and cocktails out before calling it a night. Time for us to all put on our bitch bras and ass-kicking shoes in support of Victoria as she prepares to kick cancer’s ass!
Jen: OH, HELL YES!!!
Dana: Wouldn’t miss it for the world . . . well . . . maybe for David Gandy. Just kidding . . . not really ;-)
Score! This was just what I needed!
I was getting out of the bathtub late Monday afternoon to try and unwind when I heard a knock on bathroom door. I grabbed my towel as Noah slipped into the room. “Surprise! I left the office early and picked up your favorite Italian take-out for dinner. I just need to heat it up in the oven when we are ready,” he said with a sly grin as he pulled his tie loose. “I didn’t expect to find you climbing out of the bath, and I’m now confident in saying that our dinner will be served much later.”
I eyed him and couldn’t help but smile back. Even though the bruising had disappeared, I hadn’t felt very attractive or sexy with everything going on. Noah definitely could make me feel sexy, and I needed it. Over the last few weeks, my libido had gone into hiding. But the look on Noah’s face as he slid off his tie, had it making a sudden appearance once more, and I wasn’t going to ignore it! He had successfully flipped the sex switch back on.
He looped his tie around me in my towel and pulled me toward him. He placed a kiss on my forehead before he buried his nose in my hair and inhaled slowly. “You smell like a tropical drink and I want a taste,” he murmured as he pulled me tighter against him, not at all bothered by the fact that I was getting him all wet.
I let out a sigh and quickly melted in his arms forgetting everything that was going on . . . it was just Noah and me in this moment and nothing was going to stop it!
Wrapping my arms around his waist, I felt the strong muscles of his back flex underneath my hands and started to pull his dress shirt out of his pants. The warmth of his skin against my hands only heightened my longing to feel every inch of him naked against me. What started as slow and sensual quickly changed into a hurried and urgent need to be consumed by this man . . . my husband . . . Noah.
My hands desperately found the front of his shirt, and I felt the sudden urge to attack. I clutched the front of his shirt and frantically started working the buttons open and practically tore the shirt off him when they were all undone. I looked up at Noah and watched his eyes turn dark with hunger as his hands cupped the back of my head and pulled me into a hard and impassioned kiss.
The urgency of his mouth on mine was bruising, and it only fed the fire within me. When he broke away from the kiss and stood back so I could see him, he was naked and fully erect.
“I’ve missed you,” I said as my eyes traveled down his body. I couldn’t help but run my hands over every dip and plane along the way. He stood silently, watching me.
He knew that I needed this time to get lost in him, and he wasn’t about to stop me. I slowly ran my tongue down the outside of his throat and kissed along his collar bone before reaching his nipples. I lightly licked and sucked in air against one of them and felt it pucker beneath my lips. Noah inhaled sharply, and I could feel myself already throbbing between my legs. “Don’t stop, Victoria.”
I continued traveling down his body, taking extra time to admire each square inch of muscle on his abdomen before running my tongue down along the right side of his “V,” which again earned me another sudden intake of breath, followed by a deep groan. I ran my hands along his hips down to his cock and felt it twitch in anticipation as my mouth kissed its way down his happy trail.
“Fuck, Victoria,” Noah moaned as his hips jerked forward. “You’re driving me