Chapter 20
Still Alice
I woke up with a gasp.
My heartbeat thundered in my ears, and I battled against the tears stinging my eyes. I would be damned before I’d let them fall. I wouldn’t give that son of a bitch the pleasure.
Rubbing at my aching head, I sat up. That dream felt so real. I was back at my last foster home. My foster “dad” had been at my door, whispering for me to open it for him. Telling me how he had something to show me.
My heart had been pounding in my ears—I’d been so fucking scared. And when I turned to my window to make my escape, Noah had been there, his eyes so tender and understanding. His hand reaching out to me to save me.
And then Frank had burst through the door.
Which was when I’d woken up.
God.
It’d been so real.
Had been so real.
Only back then, it’d been Parker on the other side of the window.
Parker who’d helped me out through the window.
Parker who’d saved me.
Frank had never come into the room. That was the night I’d run away with Parker instead.
I muffled my groan and scrubbed at my eyes. The dream fell away. I didn’t want to think about it. I had no idea why it’d been Noah this time instead of Parker. Lark would say that my subconscious was trying to tell me something. I didn’t really believe in that whole dreams have meaning shit anyhow.
I sighed. My heartbeat was almost back to normal.
Then something moved in the bed next to me, and I realized I wasn’t alone.
And nothing in the dim room around me looked familiar.
Because I wasn’t home.
Shit.
I was in bed with Noah. And I’d fallen asleep on him.
Mortification swept over me. I’d gotten mine and had fallen asleep before he’d come. Before we’d even technically had sex. Wasn’t I an amazing partner? He’d waited so long to have sex—over a year—and I’d fallen asleep on him.
I had to make it up to him.
Peeking under the covers, I saw he was still in his boxer briefs, so that made things a little tougher. Trying to take them off would no doubt wake him up, so I’d have to get creative.
I burrowed close to him and gently ran a finger over his cock’s head. Tantalizing him with a soft touch. Teasing him. And when his cock slowly grew larger, I grinned in triumph.
Bending down, I licked his puckered nipple.
I kept teasing his cock with soft, random caresses. I wished I could take his briefs off. I wanted to hold him. Lick him. Take him into my mouth and see how much of him I could swallow.
I moaned softly and moved my hips restlessly. I wanted to feel him deep inside me. What would his piercing feel like? I’d never been with a guy with one before. Would I even be able to tell?
As his cock grew, I was able to run a finger along the crown of his head, but with his foreskin and the cloth still covering him, it was hard to tell where his piercing was. I remembered it was near the head, but I couldn’t find it.
“Need some help there?” Noah rumbled above my head.
Gasping, I pulled back and clutched my chest. “You scared me.”
“Sorry, little Rose. I thought you wanted some help.”
“Actually…can you take these off?” I pulled against the material still covering him.
“Tit for tat?” He smirked.
I narrowed my eyes. “Pretty sure you’ve already played with my tits.”
He barked with laughter. “I’ll take off mine if you take off yours. Fair is fair.”
Like he even had to ask. My panties were off and sailing across the room before he even reached down for his own.
His eyebrows went up. “It’s gonna be like that?”
I widened my eyes at him. “Like what?”
“Oh little Rose. You have no idea what you’re in for.”
“I’m sorry I fell asleep,” I whispered, unable to meet his eyes suddenly. Instead, I ran a hand over his very firm chest. “It’s just been a while for me, and it felt so good—all those endorphins made me crash, I guess.”
“You ain’t got nothing to apologize for, babe.” He nuzzled the top of my head. “I’m here for as much or as little as you’re comfortable with. I’m happy to go at your pace.”
I smiled at his sweet thoughtfulness.
“I’m pretty sure I’ve forgotten a few steps along the way since it’s been so long.”
It was my turn to bark with laughter.
I looked up at Noah to find him staring at me with those sparkling doe eyes. All light and happy and not at all looking like a guy who had his date literally fall asleep on him.
He looked like a guy who was happy exactly where he was.
I tipped my head. “So? Are you going to take them off or what?”
I pulled at his waistband insistently.
“I’m starting to think you’re only after me for my body,” he muttered as he slowly pulled his tight boxer briefs down. “What happened to that sweet, little submissive girl I had in my arms a few hours ago?”
“She woke up next to this sexy-as-fuck man. And you’re moving too slow.” I sat up and pulled his briefs down his legs then gasped when all of him fell against his thigh.
All. Of. Him.
Holy shit.
Add another one to my never ever list. He wasn’t circumcised. I mean, I already knew that—I’d noticed earlier—but I hadn’t thought about it really. And where was his piercing?
“Where did it go?” I muttered to myself.
“What the fuck?” Noah’s hands went between his legs. “You realized that’s kinda the last thing a man wants to hear when his junk is all out there.”
I giggled. “Sorry. I meant your piercing.”
Noah’s hands moved from hiding himself to slowly running up and down his length, and on his downstroke I saw it. As his foreskin pulled back from the head, a ring peeked out, arcing from his slit down to the underside.
Noah Hawker had a dick piercing.
“Wow,” I whispered as I watched his hand move. It was mesmerizing. I could watch that all day long. I bet it wouldn’t take much to talk him into letting me watch anytime he wanted to jack off. Maybe help. Lend a hand or tongue…
“That’s more like it,” he murmured.
“What?” I blinked and shook my head before looking up at his smug smile.
“Nothing, little Rose. I have two piercings actually, if you want to look around and discover for yourself.”
“You don’t mind?” I reached out and his hand fell away.
“Please.” I could all but hear the smirk in his voice. “Help yourself.”
I moved my hand up and down his length. It was so warm in my hand. So firm. And every time I went for a downstroke, that ring peeked out and winked at me.
“I don’t see another piercing.”
“That’s ‘cause you’re looking in the wrong place.”
“But—”
His hand swept down and pulled my hand away from his dick to press against his lower pelvis just above his cock. “It’s here.”
My thumb feathered against the balls jutting out from the skin above his cock. “How does that do anything? Can you even feel it?”
“It’s not for me…”
Oh wow. He was pierced for her pleasure.
“Exactly.”
I felt lightheaded for a second, then I shook away the sensation. I couldn’t make this moment all about me now. I had to make up for my earlier selfishness.
Shifting on the bed, I reclined on my side next to him and reached out to grab his very large cock. It was so warm and velvety soft in my hand. But as I ran my hand up and down his length, I was mesmerized by the flash of the crown appearing and disappearing.
And that piercing! I gently ran my thumb over the hoop jutting out from the head. But it wasn’t cold as I’d assumed—it felt just as warm as the rest of him. Would I be able to feel it inside me? What did it taste like?
The last thought had me bending over him.
I licked at the bit of precum that’d collected around his Prince Albert piercing. The metal rubbed against my tongue, but the tang of Noah’s flavor had me licking him again, wanting more.
Noah groaned deep in his throat and burrowed his fingers into my hair. He didn’t hold me in place, just held on.
I don’t know why, but that made it even hotter. As I shifted on the bed, my thighs rubbed wetly against each other. I hadn’t even taken him into my mouth, and I was already so freaking turned on.
I loved it.
Fighting my grin, I laved attention all over his cock. Licking him. Kissing him. Mouthing the length of him. With every groan and jut of his hips, my confidence gathered. Holding him in one hand, I slowly took him into my mouth and down his length as far as I could.
Then I swallowed.
He cursed.
I felt an answering pang between my legs. Squeezing my thighs together, I arched against nothing, wishing I felt something—anything—between my thighs, but also feeling so powerful that I could turn us both on so easily. So completely.
I slowly retreated, following with my hand and squeezing his length the entire way. After flicking my tongue against his piercing, I went again. Down, down, down.
Noah groaned then cursed again.
And back.
By my third pass, his hips were following me. He muttered something and clutched convulsively at my hair. The pang in my scalp only spurred me on.
“Christ, Rose. You have no idea how hot that is.” Noah groaned. After a beat and another long suck from me, he leaned down, grabbed me under my armpits, and pulled me up until I straddled his abs. So far from everything I wanted to touch and feel.
I couldn’t help it. I ground my wet, aching pussy into his firm abs.
Noah’s eyelids were at half mast, and I felt his answering groan deep inside me.
Before I knew what was happening, he tugged me further up the bed. I blinked a few times and clutched the headboard in shock. “Noah! What—?”
His tongue dove into me.
Oh, dear god. His tongue was just as talented as his fingers. And when he used both at the same time?
I screamed as I came.
DJ barked excitedly on the other side of the door.
Giggling at the insanity of it all, I slid off Noah’s face and sprawled on the bed next to him. “Sorry I scared your dog.”
Noah smirked back at me. “Worth it.”
DJ kept barking in the hallway.
Noah winced. “I guess I should go take care of him.”
“Hurry back so I can take care of you!”
“Don’t move.” He slipped off the bed, grabbed a throw at the end of the bed, and wrapped it around his hips. “And whatever you do, don’t fall asleep!”
I could hear him murmuring in the hallway with DJ. My eyelids felt heavy, but I’d be damned if I fell asleep on him twice in the same night.
The door clicked shut and I jumped.
“I feel like shit leaving him out there—but unlike some people—I don’t like an audience for everything.”
“What’s that supposed to mean? I’m not into exhibitionism.”
“You really don’t know? You spent how many years on the road with us?”
“Know what? What are you talking about?”
Noah shook his head. “Give me a second.” He ducked into the attached bathroom, and I heard water running, followed by a brief silence. Then he appeared in the doorway. “Do you happen to know the shelf life of condoms?”
His head was bent over the packet in his hands, squinting as he clearly struggled to read the small script. But all I could look at was his huge member jutting out from his body and swaying with every step. It looked so big. I mean, I knew it’d be manageable—I’d taken most of him into my mouth after all—but that didn’t mean it wasn’t intimidating all out there and proud.
“Alice?”
I blinked and shook my head slightly then lifted my gaze to meet his. And found him smirking at me.
“See something you like?”
“How did I never know you were walking around with a third leg this whole time?”
Noah’s laughter rumbled through the room. “You are awesome for my self-esteem, little Rose.”
“I’m not pumping you up. He’s huge.”
“You can do it, honey. I believe in you.”
I rolled my eyes. “Give me that.”
Noah passed the condom strip over to me, and it was my turn to squint over the tiny writing. “These still have a year to go.”
“Yoink.” He pulled the strip out of my hands and grinned. “They’re not going to last through the day.”
I watched with bated breath as he rolled it on.
He climbed onto the bed and nudged me until he kneeled between my legs. “See something you like?”
Anticipation soared through my veins. My breathing hitched as I looked down at all of him. “I see a whole lot. I’ve been dying to feel you.”
“Me too, Rosebud. Me too.”
And then he was there. Pressing into me. Stretching me. He was thick. Thicker than anyone I’d been with before. It was heady. Hot.
I wrapped my legs around his hips and held on.
When he finally bottomed out, I felt something firm nudging my distended clit.
His pubic piercing.
Oh my god.
“You doing okay, little Rose?” Noah huffed like it was hard for him to breathe.
I nodded.
“Good. Hold on.” Then he slowly pulled out.
I moaned as the friction made my sex pulse around him. It felt so good. He was so big. So hard. I whimpered as he pressed into me again.
“So good. Noah!”
He kissed me, his lips demanding as he thrust into me again and again. In seconds, I was climbing the peak. His piercing pressed on my clit as he bottomed out again, and I went over.
“Noah!” I screamed again. Dimly I heard the dog barking again in the background, but I was too busy clutching Noah’s shoulders as my orgasm crashed over me.
“Fuck.” Noah grunted. “I can’t, I don’t—” Then he gave a muffled shout as he froze above me. After a long second, he collapsed onto me and burrowed his face into my neck. “Christ, woman. You’re fucking potent.”
“Me?” I laughed. “Between your piercings and magic dick, you had me coming in seconds. I don’t know if I believe that you’ve been celibate for over a year. Holy shit.”
Noah’s husky laughter joined mine as he rolled off of me and rested on his side next to me. “I did, and I have the callouses to prove it.” He held his hand up next to his gorgeous face with a grin. His smile widened as I rolled my eyes at him. “Be right back.”
I burrowed under the covers and enjoyed the view as he walked away to the attached bathroom. He took a few minutes then was back—still naked and unashamed—and opened the bedroom door on his way by.
DJ bounded into the room. Noah stood between him and the bed. He snapped his fingers and pointed at the dog bed I hadn’t noticed in the corner. “DJ. Bed.”
The Great Dane blinked sadly up at him, but Noah stood firm. “DJ, bed.”
After a very human-like huff, DJ padded to the dog bed and curled up.
“Impressive.” I smiled at him.
He tipped his head like it wasn’t anything. Then a huge smile stole over his face. “I know, right. Adulting.”
I rolled my eyes. “My turn.”
But unlike Noah, I grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around my body.
“You know you’re kinda ridiculous, right? I’ve touched and kissed almost every delicious inch of you!” he shouted as I retreated into the bathroom.
I shook my head as I took care of my business in the bathroom and swapped the huge blanket for Noah’s robe hanging on the wall. Of course, the thing swamped me almost as much as the blanket had. I gave myself a quick look in the mirror as I tied the robe around my hips. My eyeliner was only kinda smudged. But my bedhead was out of control. I finger-combed my long brown hair as best as I could then huffed in annoyance that quickly ended in a grin.
I’d just had amazing sex. There really wasn’t much to be annoyed with.
I turned, grabbed the blanket, and dragged it back into the bedroom.
Noah grinned at me. “Please. Make yourself at home.”
“Thanks. I did.” I laughed as I pulled the blanket back on the bed.
Muffled thumping nabbed my attention, and I turned to see DJ blinking up at me from his dog bed as his wagging tail beat against the plush surface. I wanted to talk to him, pet him, but I didn’t want to disrupt the rules Noah had put in place.
I crawled into bed and snuggled into Noah’s side. His arm came around me.
“This is nice.” I sighed.
He grunted. “Mmmm.”
My brain hummed. Noah clearly wanted to go back to sleep, but I couldn’t turn my brain off. Everything in me burned to talk about something—anything. “What did you mean with that whole exhibitionist thing?”
“Huh?” He didn’t even open his eyes.
“You said something about being an exhibitionist? Or you know an exhibitionist?”
He hummed. “Xander is.”
“Wait, what?”
He huffed a laugh. “You seriously didn’t know?”
“No!” Now my brain whirled for a whole different reason. “But Harper…”
He laughed harder. “Sometimes there are things it’s best not to think about.”
“No shit.” I laughed with him.
“You really didn’t know?” I heard him move in the dark then his arm came around my torso as he pulled me closer to him.
“No! I tried not to hear about any of that. I have to work with you guys.”
“And now you know I have my dick pierced and Xander goes to sex clubs. Welcome to the dark side.”
I smiled as I snuggled into his side. From my point of view, the dark side was pretty damn good.