#Chapter 207: Tangled Limbs

Hannah My fingers nervously gripped the polished wood, my thighs clenching against one another beneath the table. Flashes of last night’s activities with Noah flickered through my mind, unbidden and entirely too vivid. The way his hands had roamed my body, the heat of his breath on my neck, the feeling of him inside me... Each memory sent a shiver down my spine and a flush to my cheeks. He had finished himself into me last night, sweaty and panting as he gripped the headboard. I could still feel his throbs, each one aching more than the last. When I had gotten up to clean myself and use the bathroom, he had waited for me in bed. “We’re not done,” he had said as I climbed back beneath the covers. “You still have to finish.” “I did finish.” “Then do it again.” He had slipped beneath the covers, disappearing like the tide had come in over his head. I’d gripped the sheets beside me, whimpering and begging and writhing, as he licked me until