LULU
I had messaged Noah to tell him that he could let himself in. My nerves were still frazzled from everything that had happened back at the Carter’s retirement party, and even being back home did nothing to ease them. I had no idea what I was going to do. Cade got drunk and showed his ass again, and this was after asking me to let him come back home again. I had refused, so he had resorted to name calling. I never expected Noah to come to my rescue, but he had, and it only made things that much worse. Now, my ex-husband was convinced I was sleeping with the footballer, and little did he know that I was.
While it wasn’t something I would tell him, it was something I had been trying to deny myself. I liked Noah, probably more than I should, and having him stick up for me when no one would pretty much made me fall even harder. The worst thing was that I had sent him away, and to God knows where, which was why I had messaged him as soon as I got home. Now, I had changed into a nightgown and I was debating on having a glass of wine. I finally opted to stare out at the city, not even bothering to turn when I saw Noah in the reflection of the heavy-paned glass.
“I’m sorry about earlier—” he started to tell me.
I turned around. “I appreciate you coming to my rescue, but it wasn’t necessary. Cade could never hold his liquor, and this is just par for our course.”
“It shouldn’t be,” he told me as he came closer. I just shrugged, then turned to look back out at the skyline. He came up behind me, and I couldn’t stop the total-body shiver that wracked my frame the moment he touched me. There was an electricity in his touch, and I heard his own sharp exhale and knew he felt it, too.
“I hate him,” I told Noah, not that it mattered.
A moan escaped as Noah brushed my hair off to one side, then trailed kisses from my neck to my shoulder and back. As he kissed up my throat, I tilted my head to allow him better access. He took that, and more. His hands snaked around me, and my nipples hardened instantaneously as he covered both of my breasts with his large hands, then squeezed. His thumbs flicked back and forth over the hard peaks, making me ache deep inside of my core.
Noah continued his ascent with his mouth, kissing along my jawline to my ear as he dropped one hand lower. His fingers crept slowly down my belly, over my hip, before his hand disappeared between my legs.
“You can’t deny this,” he finally murmured as he nipped along my ear lobe.
“Deny what?” I asked, even though I knew what he had meant.
He worked his hand deeper between my legs, toying with my panties until he was able to tear them from me in a single motion. I was sure he had plenty of experience with things like this, but I didn’t let it take me out of the moment. I had dreamed about being in his arms again since the first time, and after a night like I just had, I needed it as well.
He dipped his tongue into the shell of my ear, and my entire body trembled. “You’re denying what we both feel. I can’t describe it, nor do I want to. You need me, Lulu. Say it, and I’ll give you all of me, and more.”
“I need you, Noah, I… ohh,” I cried out the moment he thrust three fingers inside of me.
He pulled away from my ear, then returned to my neck, suckling lightly on it. “What do you need, Lulu?” He then asked as he trailed small nips across my collarbone.
“I need you to fuck me,” I told him. I tried to push myself off of the window, but he kept me imprisoned. His wicked fingers hit their mark, and my eyes rolled back into my head.
“Do you need me to fuck you so you can forget all about Cade?”
“Yes, God yes,” I replied.
“Or do you need me to fuck you because only I can bring you pleasure, Lulu?”
His fingers curled, and my toes did as well. It was getting harder to stand upright, much less carry on a conversation with him.
“Yes, Noah,” I answered anyway, not even caring to which question he put it to. He wouldn’t be wrong with either one.
His fingers never let up, neither did his mouth. I was losing all sense of time and space, and literally, I was floating on a balloon which would one day pop, but not now, and not tonight.
“Which one is it? You want to use me to replace Cade? Or you want me to make you come because I’m the only one who can?”
“Noah,” I cried out, especially when he sank his teeth into my throat. If my pulse wasn’t racing before, it now was. I loved the way this man talked to me during sex, especially while doing the things with his hands and mouth that he did. Cade was never one for dirty talk, but it was never anything I knew I needed. At least not until now. My entire body was quivering as I hovered just on the edge. Noah knew he had me exactly where he wanted me. One touch would either bring me to an orgasm, or it would steal one away from me.
“Which is it, Lulu? Is it option one, or option two?”
“Yes,” I told him, still not caring any longer which answer he wanted it to be. Noah evidently did care because he let up causing defeat to fill me. I began to sob as the events of the night came rushing back only fueling the frustrated precipice Noah had me on.
“I dream about fucking you,” he told me as he continued to move his fingers at the current and leisurely pace while also kissing his way back to my ear. I moaned when he nipped my ear lobe, then whimpered as he tongued the sting away. “I know what you need, so come for me, Lulu. Come for?—”
And just like that, his words alone set off a detonation inside of me that I was powerless to control. “Noah,” I cried as I shattered apart for him.
He continued to use his fingers to bring me through that orgasm and nearly to another before he stopped. My face was still plastered against window so I couldn’t see what caused him to stop, but I did hear a rustling of fabric followed by the sound of his zipper. After, his pants hit the floor. His lips were then back on my shoulder as he slowly drew the silken strap down my arm. First one, then the other, until my short nightgown joined his clothes. He kicked everything to the side, before opening the condom wrapper. A tremor wracked me, especially when I was spun around and lifted off of my feet.
Now, it was my back and bare ass against the glass. I would have never done anything like this before, but I wanted to with Noah. He was younger than me, but it was more than our ages. He made me feel things I hadn’t felt in quite some time. When with him, even fully dressed and in the most random of places, this man made me feel alive. It was crazy to think about how I had been living prior to getting close to him. I shuddered to think about what my life would be like once he was finished with me, but as I stared down into his black eyes, the present was worth the future pain.
I brought one hand up to his face, rubbing his cheek with it until he turned and nipped at my palm. I nearly yanked it away, but he caught it before I could. Seconds later, he pressed it against his bare chest. His heart was beating rapidly in his chest, and a feeling of pride filled me knowing I could affect him in some way just as he was doing to me.
“Do you feel what you do to me, Lulu,” he rasped.
His voice alone did things to me, but he was asking about himself and not me, so I stared down into his eyes and nodded. “Nothing less than you do to me.”
“There’s something here I can’t describe,” he said before pausing. He then added. “I don’t know what it is, but I don’t want it to end.”
“Everything ends,” I replied before I could stop myself.
“You. Me. It doesn’t have to, at least not right now.”
“Our differences?—”
“They don’t mean a damn thing to me,” he answered, then silenced me by fusing his mouth to mine. My hand was dropped, and he gripped my hips before lifting me up just a bit more. Then, he thrust up, and into me, causing me to moan against his lips.
Noah held me by my waist, lifting and lowering me until that edge I had nearly fallen over a second time grew closer once more. I clung to this man as if he were a lifeline, and the honest truth was that he had become that for me. With everything that happened between Cade and me, I would have crawled up into a ball and given up. This man who was pumping into me wouldn’t allow it, and even when I still wanted to hide from whatever this thing was, he wouldn’t let me.
“Fuck,” we both said in unison as he pulled away and slammed into me harder.
I was honestly surprised I hadn’t cracked the glass with the way he practically drove me through it. He was about to come, as was I again. Wrapping my legs tighter around him, I heard his cursed warning, but then squeezed him with my inner walls as tightly as I could. Noah groaned a few times, but never slowed his rhythm. Moments later, he growled and I cried out as a simultaneous orgasm pulled us both under.
Even after he grew still, I could hardly catch my breath. Noah seemed to be struggling with his own as well because he buried his head against my breasts, and we stayed like that for several minutes. There was no talking or other sounds to be had, just those of our heavy, labored breathing. A few bolts of electrical energy passed through us, and it still ignited sparks within me. No one in my entire life had ever made me feel this way. And it was more than sex, too. So much more.
Noah finally raised his head, and he cupped my face between his palms. He drew my head down, then kissed along my chin and jaw, but not kissing me where I wanted it most. Once or twice, I tried to force the issue, but he thwarted me. He then went lower, and I shivered as his warm mouth blew small gusts of cool air on my sweat-soaked neck. He did the same to my shoulders too, then pushed my breasts together. Nuzzling my cleavage, it wasn’t until he bit one of my still hardened nipples, that I whimpered.
I could do nothing more, at least physically. My mind was racing as rapidly as our heart rates had minutes ago, and something dawned on me. This man had the power to destroy me, even worse than Cade. If I was being truthful to myself, he had already taken control of my body, and so effortlessly. That scared me, and more than it should have. Noah claimed there was something between us, but I knew whatever that was it couldn’t last. We were too different. A tear I never thought I would cry over this man sprang to my eye, and I let it fall. Soon, it was followed by another, then another, until my entire cheek was streaked with tears.
“We need to talk,” I finally told him, and when Noah looked up at me and my face, his brows furrowed. “Please,” I asked.