Chapter 186 BINGO!

Chapter 186 BINGO!
NOAH’S POV

I knew Shawn was a sentimental soul right from day one.

I knew he kept every stupid little thing he came across– the broken pink shell from the island, the hoodie he stole from me, the note I left on the fridge that said “don’t forget to eat, idiot.”

He loved and hoarded memories like they were gold.

So when I decided to give him this, my virginity, my body and my first time ever even with us to him, I thought it would be a strategic move for me.

A way to tie him to me tighter and a symbol to assure him. That I was all I with no contracts or escape clauses.

Also it'll be an added bonus that he'll forever feel indebted to me.

I never expected to like it this much.

I planned it all carefully.

Me being in the bakery at 8pm with the ropes I actually found pretty easy to tie and set up with the red bow.

I also kept the lube already warmed and waiting for use.

Like I saw online, I prepped myself for days with my fingers, toys and patience until I could take three in me without discomfort.

I wanted it all to be perfect for him, I wanted him to feel wanted and needed by him. I want him to choose this.
To choose us.

I didn’t expect to lose my mind and my sanity the second he pushed inside of me.

The moment the head of his cock breached me, my breath caught in both shock and surprise.

Am I a masochist?

He was thick, thicker than I anticipated and the stretch burned in the best possible way.

How is that even possible?

But no matter how I might like it, I forced myself to stay still and to breathe through it, to let him sink in slowly without any discouragement or hurrying from me.

But then he bottomed out with his hips flush against my ass, and something inside me completely snapped.

“Fuck,” I gasped as my forehead pressed to the cool tile floor.

Shawn froze. “Noah? You okay?”

I couldn’t answer with words.

My entire vocabulary is getting fucked out of me so I could only push back against him to show him how greedy and desperate for more I was.

He groaned with his hands gripping my hips hard enough to bruise. “You feel… oh fuck! You feel so good!”

That was all it took for him to stop being careful with me.

He pulled out almost all the way and slammed right back in, causing a loud and shameless moan to rip itself out of my throat.

Billionaire and playboy Noah West is getting pounded on harshly by his wife and he's loving every stroke of it!

Shawn set up a rhythm that was rough and deep and perfect to me where every thrust was hitting that spot inside me that made stars explode behind my eyelids.

I lost count of how many times I came after one point.

The first one hit me like a freight train to my spine. It was sudden, overwhelming and I felt confused when my cock started spilling all across the tile floor while he fucked me through it.

I cried out his name as my body was shaking and my ass was clenching around him when the pleasure of the orgasm finally caught up to me.

Despite that, he didn't stop at all.
He kept going over and over as his hips snapped and slammed into me and he held me and pulled me back onto his cock with every thrust.

What were they feeding the bakers in LA to be so strong?

“Again,” he growled as he too got lost in the pleasure of it all. “Let's go again.”

We did.

The second orgasm built slower in me but hit even harder than the first.

I was babbling a cacophony of please, harder, deeper, Shawn, fuck, don’t stop over and over again.

My voice disappeared after a while and I genuinely let out a small hick of surprise when he reached around and wrapped a hand around my cock like the pleasure wasn't already maddening enough.

He strikes me in time with his thrusts and I came with a loud shout that bounced off of the walls.

I don't think he can cook in this kitchen with a peace of mind ever again.
I wouldn't be able to.

We still didn’t stop. Like starved people who just tasted food for the first time, we fucked like animals.

We fucked like animals.

He pulled me up until I was on top of him and he put his mouth on my neck biting and sucking marks I'd probably wear for days.

He came with a broken groan, burying himself deep and pulsing hot inside of me with a loud moan.

The feeling of him filling me up did something and sent me over the edge one last time with a dry, shaking orgasm that left me trembling and whimpering into the floor.

I can't remember nor count how many times I've come so far.

We collapsed together in a sweaty, sticky heap as he dropped soft kisses in my hair.

My ass throbbed in the best way possible and my cock was spent and sensitive and for the first time in months, my mind was blissfully blank.

This was surprisingly more soothing than the massages and cleanses I got to when I'm stressed.

Shawn stayed beside me with his arms around me like a huge koala refusing to let go.

“Fuck,” he whispered against my back. “Noah… that was…”

“Yeah,” I manage with my hoarse voice. “Me too, wife.”

He chuckled and kissed the nape of my neck.

“I love you,” he said quietly.

Bingo! It worked.

I turned my head around just enough to catch his lips in a lazy, sated kiss.

“I love you too, wife,” I whispered back.

We stayed like that for a long time and for the first time, I understood how it felt to be owned completely by someone.

And I never wanted to be free again.