I nodded. They certainly were.
Opening the door, I showed her inside and gave her a quick tour, not brilliantly, ending in the bedroom. She didn’t seem uneasy though, so that was a relief.
I watched her move around to the other side of the bed and pick up the framed picture I had of her. She looked at me, surprise and confusion flashing across her features.
“When did you take this?”
Giving her a sheepish look, I scratched my head. “Uh…I kind of had Adam take it while I was in rehab. If I couldn’t have the real you, I wanted to at least have a picture of you. Sorry.”
The corners of her lips curved up. “You know that’s not fair. I would’ve liked to have had a picture of you too, you know.”
My racing heart relaxed a little knowing she wasn’t mad at me.
She carefully placed the picture back on the bedside table and looked up at me. “You know, I was thinking…” She bit her lip, somewhat distracting me. “Maybe I should just stay the night…”
My gaze snapped up. She didn’t just say that, did she?
Forcing my feet to stay exactly where they were, I tried to figure out my next move. I was barely hanging on to the lifeline I’d given myself as it was. If I started moving, I was screwed.
“You want to stay?”
It sounded lame, even to my ears.
She dropped her chin a fraction and her gaze burned right into mine. “I want you, Noah.”
Four words.
Four words out her sexy mouth and she had my resistance snapping. It was like a switch had been flicked inside me and the unsure, nervousness just evaporated, replaced by a need that had me taking control.
Slowly, I began moving around the bed. Her eyes tracked my every movement, heat and anticipation burning in their depths. Her lips parted and her breath quickened.
Not stopping until our bodies were almost touching, I reached out and firmly took her hips in my hands. Her breath came quicker.
“What do you want?”
Her eyes darkened. “You. All of you.”
My dick strained against my jeans, causing my fingers to flex along her hip bones in response. I gave her an intensely dark look, trying to measure her intent. “Are you sure?”
Her returning gaze never faltered. “Yes.”
With nothing left to hold me back, I pulled her against me and took her mouth in a slow, lingering kiss. She sighed, her hands softly trailing up my arms, her fingers snaking under the sleeves of my shirt.
Taking her plump bottom lip between mine, I gently sucked on its fullness then licked it, letting my new piercing glide over it before slipping it inside to seek out the warmth of her tongue.
She opened wider, willing and receptive, her fingers tensing against my biceps. My hands tightened in response before sliding around her tiny waist, creeping their way under the hem of her tank, relishing the soft smoothness of her silky skin.
I inhaled deeply, the smell and taste of her a heady, intoxicating mix, making my head swirl like no drug had ever been able to do. Something deep in the center of my chest shuddered as her hands moved over my shoulders, smoothly sliding up the sides of my neck and into my hair.
Her fingers clenched, tangling in my longer strands, making me groan and bite her lip in response. It felt amazing. I honestly couldn’t remember how it actually felt to have a girl clutch my hair like that. I’d had a shaved head for too long. But I didn’t think it would matter if I could remember anyway. Everything with Kaeli felt like it was my first time.
Her tongue flicked over the piercing in mine, over and over. Knowing she liked it made me grunt with male pride. It made me want to experiment with it more, see what I could make her do when I ran it over her clit. I loved knowing she would be the only one to ever feel it from me.
Sliding my hands over her ribs, I pushed her tank higher, edging it up over her breasts so I could touch the delicate curves above the cups of her bra.
Moaning, she released my hair, lifting her arms up in an unspoken gesture to remove it completely. Not about to argue, I swiftly ripped it upwards and off, reclaiming her mouth and her body as quick as I could.
“Noah…” she breathed, clutching at my hair again. “God, you feel so good.”