He growled his pleasure when I nipped at his bottom lip, and the vibration shot straight to my core, igniting an ache I wasn’t sure I could handle on my own. I needed to be full to the brim with him and begging for more. A cold blob on my leg pulled me back from the edge. My jeans soaked up the remains of my ice cream where I’d dropped it next to me. I pulled back, sucking in air, and he rested his forehead against mine. Holy fuck, Noah could kiss. If he was this good with his mouth, what else was I missing out on? “Strawberry is my new favorite flavor,” he murmured.
