Page 45 of Stay With Me
He moans as I run my fingers through his hair, and his breath dances across my skin.
I don’t know what to focus on.
He brushes his fingers up and down my sides as he slowly pushes and pulls my hips over him. A foreign sensation starts to build low in my stomach.
“Noah,” I moan, unable to put into words what I’m feeling.
I lean forward, taking his lips with mine, and gasp when I feel him harden beneath me.
Moving his hand to the back of my neck, he holds me in place.
I clench my eyes as the pressure sends electricity shooting to my core.
Slickness pools between my legs, and nerves begin to mix with the desire building within.
Am I doing this right?
Does he like this the way that I do?
I try to focus on enjoying the moment.
“I got you, baby.” His voice is gruff.
My eyes snap open to see his crystal blue eyes staring into mine as the pleasure explodes through me like a freight train. White spots dance in my vision as the truck fills with my soft cries.
I let myself drown in the sensations as waves of pleasure flow through me.
The sounds from the movie come back into focus as I fight to catch my breath. Slowly, I drift back to myself as he holds me close and kisses me languidly.
“We have to stop,” he says softly against my lips.
My cheeks flame as I pull away.
“No, don’t go be embarrassed. I just don’t want your first time to happen in the truck.” He reassures me.
I wiggle in his lap to try and go back to my seat.
He groans and holds me still. “Please don’t move. I’m barely hanging on, and I really don’t want to come in my pants in public.”
I freeze. “Sorry,” I whisper.
“Don’t be sorry. I just need you to not wiggle for a minute or two,” he says, wrapping his arms around me.
I don’t know how long we stay like that, wrapped around each other. But soon, he takes a deep breath and rotates me to the side so I can see the movie screen again. Placing a hand on my head, he pushes slightly to signal he wants me to rest my head on his shoulder.
He pulls a blanket around us and kisses my head. “Thank you.”
“For what?” I ask.
“For trusting me with that gift.”
I place my hand on his thigh, not really sure how to respond.
“Lunabella,” he growls, taking my hand in his and placing them on my lap. “We’re going to sit here and finish the movie and eat our snacks.”
I giggle as I reach over, grabbing more popcorn.
A smile takes over my face as happiness I’ve never felt fills my heart.
