Page 76 of Stay With Me
The look of desire on his face steals my breath as I comply, and he places his finger in my mouth. “Suck.”
I do, and my eyes close as I taste myself for the first time.
“You see how good you taste, baby? I could eat you all day.” He pulls his finger out and slams his lips down on mine. I grab his waistband to push his shorts down, but he pulls away. “We don’t have time. Later, okay?” He bends down and puts my one leg back into my underwear and shorts, pulling them back into place.
I pout until the screen door clatters open and Abby yells, “Where is everyone?”
“Oh my god, Noah,” I hiss as I push him away and finish buttoning my shorts. I run a hand over my hair as I turn to walk out the door.
Noah chuckles behind me.
“Right here. Well, Jess is in her room finishing her reading before the rest of the guys come over,” I say, coming out of the pantry.
She stops and raises a brow as Noah closes the pantry door behind us.
She looks between us, a smile spreading across her face, and a blush creeps down my neck. Noah steps up behind me and slings an arm over my shoulder.
“Ohhhh. Well then, are you ready to go, or do you need more time?” she says, working to hold back a laugh.
“Nah, she’s good to go,” Noah says and leans down to give me a kiss on the top of my head. “You ladies have fun tonight, and text us when you’re ready to get picked up. Abs, if you want, you can crash in the spare room tonight.”
“Thanks, but I have to work tomorrow. So I don’t plan on drinking too much,” she says.
“The offer is there,” he says as I pull away to grab my wallet and phone.
Shoving them into my pocket, I walk back up to him and go on my tiptoes to kiss the underside of his chin. “I’ll text you.” Turning back to Abs, I smirk and, avoiding her eyes, ask if she’s ready.
Before I get two steps away, I’m yanked back by my belt loop, and I hear, “Not so fast.”
Noah spins me to face him and bends down, kissing my lips softly. “I’ll see you soon, okay?”
I just nod breathlessly and return to Abby’s side. Once we’re out the door, she starts to laugh.
“Not a word,” I say and walk to the passenger door.
“I’m so proud of you, getting it on in the pantry. I bet he’s happy he bought a house with a large one right about now,” she says, laughing as she climbs into the driver’s seat.
“Ugh, we didn’t get it on,” I groan.
“Close enough because you’re glowing as if you just went five rounds,” she tells me as she starts the truck and backs out of the driveway.
“Let’s pretend you didn’t just walk in as we walked out of the pantry and head to The Bar. I need a drink after that.”
“I bet you do” is all she says as she heads toward Main Street to take us to our destination.
THIRTY-THREE
Luna
“You’restillblushing,”Abbysays as she turns off her car.
“Can we pretend it didn’t happen?” I ask, my blush deepening.
“We aren’t going to judge you. You should be proud,” she says.
“Ugh, I know. I don’t know why I’m so embarrassed,” I tell her as I open the door and hop out.
“I think it’s normal that you feel embarrassed. You feel like you were caught doing something wrong based on what you learned as a kid. You’re exploring your sexual side, and it isn’t a clear-cut path.” She rounds the front of the car and hits the lock button twice.
