That’s what every man needed. And I had it. I didn’t know how, but I was fucking taking it.
Chapter 63
Kaeli
I was officially the happiest girl in the world. Well, I didn’t really have the papers to prove it, but I just knew it was true.
The night had gone just like I’d always hoped my graduation night would. Great friends, good laughs, happy memories, and an amazing boyfriend. I knew the last part wasn’t exactly official either, but to me that’s exactly what he was.
He’d been so good with my friends. He fit in just like he was supposed to be there, finding a place with the guys with no problem at all. Especially Matt for some reason.
Corey had been a little funny when I’d introduced them, which unfortunately led to some questions being asked to me later where I had to tell Noah I’d kind of kissed Corey that night I’d gotten drunk. I didn’t think he’d been too pleased about that, and although he didn’t say anything, I did notice he made sure there was always a distance between me and wherever Corey was after that.
Although he’d been more subdued at the party than he had been during our ride over to Mia’s, I could feel that same intensity slowly coming out again as we drove back to his apartment. It seemed to heat the air around us, making it crackle with electricity.
Those words he’d spoken to me when he’d picked me up echoed in my head, taunting me. The thought of him taking me, possessing me, was driving me insane.
He didn’t speak as he clasped my hand and led me towards the lift. He didn’t look at me either. I got the feeling that he was trying to hold himself back. As soon as we stepped into his apartment, I thought he’d turn all that locked up energy my way, but instead, he let go of my hand and moved towards the kitchen.
I frowned, not really sure what was going on. He seemed a little uptight about something and I was beginning to think it was me. Following him, I stopped beside the counter and assessed him.
“What’s going on?”
He looked up at me then, surprise splashed across his features. “What do you mean?”
I narrowed my eyes. “You’re avoiding me.”
“No, I’m not. I brought you to my apartment didn’t I?”
He looked genuinely confused, but I still knew what I was feeling from him. “Don’t bullshit me, Noah. Something’s going on and if you don’t tell me what it is, I’m going to get crabby.”
His lips twitched a little, but the troubled darkness in his eyes remained.
We stared at each other in silence for a long time, the air around us quickly starting to heat and spark, building with that deep intensity I’d been longing for all night.
“Noah,” I said, not at all surprised by the sultry sound of my voice. “I want you.”
Pain flashed through his eyes. “I can’t give you what you want right now, Kaeli. I’m too keyed up.”
“It doesn’t matter. I want you. No matter what you are. It doesn’t always have to be romantic, Noah. I want it all.”
His eyes narrowed and darkened, a calculating edge creeping into his gaze. “Are you sure about that?”
I felt a flash of defiance sweep through me. “Yes. I want you to take me.”
Noah growled. It was the hottest sound I’d ever heard. “Then you asked for it.”
Before I took my next breath, he reached out and pulled me hard against him, claiming my mouth with an intensity that’d been building for way too long.
He took his time, exploring me, but in no way was he gentle about it. And I didn’t want him to be. I was too far gone for soft and sweet. I needed him to consume me.
His hands tightened on my hips, his tongue stroking against mine, forceful and demanding, licking and tasting. Then he firmly bit down on my bottom lip before sucking it between his and soothing it with his tongue.
I moaned into his mouth, my hands clenching in his hair, tugging hard on the longer strands, encouraging him to go a little harder.
Thankfully, he took the hint, and with rough hands he grabbed for the hem of my dress, yanking it up above my stomach, dragging his fingers across my bare skin, stroking me from the base of my back to the undersides of my breasts. Over and over again.
My whole body was aching. Aching for his touch. Aching for him to fill me. I stroked my tongue against his, loving the way the little metal ball felt as he licked and teased. Soft and hard.