“You’re right.” “About what?” he growled, covering my hand with his, showing me the right pressure and speed. I stroked him as he moved his hips slightly in tempo. “So far, not a single disappointment.” Noah flashed me a grin, nearly hidden in the deep shadows of the room, and dropped his head to my shoulder for a brief second. “Should I say I told you so now, or wait until later?” “Definitely later,” I gasped when he slicked his thumb over my clit.
