Peeling off my shirt, and then my jeans, I took her hand and pulled her into the shower, wrapping my arms around her. She curled into me like she was born to be there, making it all so much harder for me.
Winding her arms around my neck, she wove her fingers into my hair and clenched them into fists.
“Kiss me, Noah. Make me forget.”
My body shuddered in response, but it was the internal battle that was killing me. I wanted her so bad. I wanted to please her - give her everything she asked for, and I knew she said she liked me taking her the way I had, but I just didn’t see how that could be possible.
Hesitantly, I touched my lips to hers.
It was everything I needed and everything I didn’t want. All the built up emotion that was inside me, all the angst, all the tension. It all flared to life with one simple touch of her lips.
Taking her face in my hands, I strained to hold myself back, my fingers tightening with the effort it was taking. She resisted, clenching her hands even more, holding me prisoner in my own torment. My control was worn down to a bare thread. I was seriously barely hanging on.
Then she dropped to her knees.
The second I saw her like that, saw her look up at me, blinking through the drops of water cascading down over her, I knew I’d lost the fight. And when she took my cock in her hand, moving those delicate fingers up and down the way she did, it was all I could do to not lose myself completely.
Bracing myself on the wall either side of me, all I could do was watch her take me apart. I knew I should stop her, pull her up off the god damned floor, but she made me so fucking weak.
Slowly, she stuck that soft, pink tongue of hers out and licked over the piercing on the underside of my cock. I hissed at the shot of pleasure that went through me and my cock twitched in agreeance.
With a challenging look, she gripped me harder. “Do it, Noah,” she said. “Let go.”
And then she opened that sweet mouth of hers and sucked me inside her, taking me so deep I could feel the head of my cock hit the back of her throat.
Choking out a curse, my hands clenched into fists against the wall and my head fell back. As she withdrew, her hand squeezed the base of my cock, moving in time with her mouth.
There was no time to recover. No time to clear my head so I could stop her, she just took it again, faster, and then again, working into a rhythm that almost brought me to my knees. With need my only driving force, I released my hold on the walls and gripped her hair, my fingers instantly tensing as she took me all the way in and gagged, squeezing the head of my cock until I thought I was going to come right then.
I had no idea what it was about her, but I swear it was as though she had this way of drawing the tension from me. It made me want to lose my mind. Lose myself. In her. Completely.
Her movements grew quicker, and my ability to hold back snapped. Clutching her head in my hands, I thrust, again and again, frantic. I was so close. Gasping, I looked down at her kneeling there for me, her eyes dark with desire, her fingers biting into the flesh on my hips, and I was suddenly overwhelmed by the need to be inside her. Properly.
Tearing myself away from her, I grabbed her up off the floor and pulled her legs around my waist, and in one hard move, I had her pushed her up against the wall and was inside her.
“Fuck, Noah,” she cried. “Yes!”
Something inside me clicked. Up until that point I’d honestly just thought she’d said she liked it rough just to make me feel like I wasn’t such a fucking asshole, but seeing her so completely gone, so intensely aroused by what I was doing to her, made that warmth that had taken up residence inside my chest, heat and grow even more.
I grunted as I pushed into her. My mind was already losing its focus, I wasn’t going to last much longer.
“Harder, Noah. I need you…” She panted. “…harder…”
I knew the very second she started to come. It wasn’t the way she screamed, and it wasn’t the way she gripped my hair for the life of her. It wasn’t the way she threw her head back and pulled my lips to her neck, and it wasn’t the way she clenched her muscles around me.
It was because I let go.
Let go of the insecurities, let go of the doubts, and let go of the fear.
And within that moment, I vowed that as long as she wanted me in her life, I was going to do everything I could to make her see I was deserving of her.
Whatever it took.
Chapter 67
Kaeli
With a languid stretch, I rolled and reached out beside me for Noah’s warm body. Feeling only cold sheets, I groaned and opened my eyes. The sun was only just peaking in through the cracks in the curtains, but the intensity of it was enough to tell me it was probably late morning.