Chapter 30
Chapter Thirty
Josy
I’m lying in bed, my chest rising and falling rapidly as I try to catch my breath.
My mind is reeling, my body humming from what Noah just did to me.
How did I go all these years without knowing this kind of passion existed?
I’ve been missing out, and now I can’t imagine going without it ever again.
This isn’t just about the physical pleasure, although, God, that was incredible.
It’s the connection, the way Noah makes me feel like I’m the only person in his world.
I’ve never experienced anything this intense, this all-consuming.
It feels like heaven, and I want to stay here forever, wrapped in the aftermath of him.
I turn onto my side, propping my head up with one hand to get a better look at him.
He’s lying beside me, his broad chest rising and falling as he catches his own breath.
A thin sheen of sweat glistens on his skin, accentuating the defined lines of his body.
The way the soft light catches on him makes him look impossibly more attractive.
I reach out and trace a finger along his arm, marveling at the strength beneath his skin. He glances at me, his lips curling into that lopsided smile that makes my heart flutter. His eyes are soft, filled with so much love.
“What?” he asks, his voice husky, still rough from our shared moment.
I shake my head, unable to form the words to explain what I’m feeling.
How can I tell him that he’s just turned my world upside down in the best possible way?
That I’ve never felt this alive, this wanted, this…
loved? Instead, I lean forward and press a gentle kiss to his shoulder, letting my actions speak for me.
He chuckles softly, the sound reverberating through me like a warm embrace. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”
I laugh lightly, my heart feeling lighter than it has in years. “You should. You’ve ruined me, you know. Nothing will ever compare to this.”
His smile falters for a moment, replaced by something deeper, more serious. He reaches up, tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear. “Good. Because I don’t want you comparing. I just want it to be us, and you won’t be with anyone else. You are mine.”
My breath catches, and for a moment, all I can do is stare at him. Noah has this way of making me feel everything. I smile, my heart swelling with a mix of emotions that threaten to overwhelm me. “I’m yours only if you are mine,” I whisper, the words a promise I intend to keep.
“Sweetheart, I have been yours for a long time and nothing will change that. You, Everly, and I will be a family, and I will work to make you both happy,” Noah says as he places his hand on my belly.
Right at that moment, Everly give a hard kick.
Noah and I laugh. “She likes that idea,” I say to Noah.
“She does. The question is, do you like that idea?”
“I love it,” I say as I lean close and kiss him. This kiss is slow, and when I am done, I pull back to look at him. I caress his face, tracing his eyes, the curve of his nose, his full lips, then his five o’clock shadow. “Let’s take a shower.”
Noah kisses my fingers and stands from the bed.
I follow him to the bathroom, admiring his body.
His back is chiseled, every muscle defined, and his butt is round and perfect.
His legs are strong and powerful, the kind of legs that look like they belong to a Greek god.
I don’t even understand how he can look like this from the back.
And don’t even get me started on the front.
The front is even more breathtaking, more gorgeous than I could have imagined.
When we get to the bathroom, Noah turns the water on and turns to look at me. “Come on.” I walk to him and smile as I enter the shower. Noah follows me, and I go under the spray of water. I close my eyes, enjoying how the hot water cascades down my body before I feel Noah’s hands roaming my body.
I open my eyes, and he is looking intently at the places he’s currently caressing.
His hands are lathered with soap, and I’m savoring every moment of being washed by him.
The way he’s touching me is sensual, and even though we just had sex not even five minutes ago, I can’t help but feel aroused.
I stay still, letting him do all the work, completely captivated by his attention.
After a few seconds of silence, I feel Noah’s warm breath on my right ear. “You are so fucking beautiful,” he murmurs.
I open my eyes and look at him. His eyes are hooded with desire. “Thank you,” I whisper back, my voice barely audible over the sound of the water.
Noah continues cleaning me, and I’m utterly lost in the sensation.
His touch ignites something within me, making me want him again even though I’m not sure my body can keep up.
Earlier, it was a miracle that I climaxed twice in such a short span.
I’m not sure I can come one more time, but I’m more than willing to try if he keeps touching me like this.
Feeling like I should reciprocate, I grab a dollop of shower gel and start cleaning him too. This is fun, lathering Noah’s hard, chiseled body. I’m thoroughly enjoying exploring him when I look down and notice how excited he is.
“Again?” I ask him with a smirk.
“You make me insatiable, Josy. I can’t get enough of you. Now that you are mine, I don’t think I will be able to stop wanting you. I will take any chance I get to make you mine and to hear you moan my name over and over.”
I smile at his words. “Then I guess it’s okay that I feel the same way about you.”
“It’s more than okay, sweetheart,” Noah murmurs, his voice low and full of promise as he leans down to kiss me. The kiss is passionate, searing, and leaves me breathless. My hands tangle in his hair, pulling him closer, desperate for more.
He moves us to the wall, and I gasp as my back meets the cold tiles. The contrast of his heat against the chill makes me shiver, but I don’t care. I press into him, responding to his touch with equal fervor as his hands explore every inch of me.
When he turns me around, his lips brush against my ear as he whispers, “I want to fuck you from behind. I want to watch this perfect ass move as you take my cock.”
“Yes,” I breathe, my voice trembling with anticipation.
With one swift move, he’s inside me, filling me completely. I cry out, overwhelmed by the intensity as he begins to move, each thrust harder and deeper than the last. The angle drives me wild, and I can feel every inch of him.
“I want you in every way,” he growls, his hands gripping my hips. “Against the wall, on top of me, riding me until neither of us can breathe. Because I know I’ll never get enough of you.”
His words ignite something primal within me. The tension coils tight, and I feel myself hurtling toward the edge. Stars burst behind my eyes, and my body shatters under the force of my release. The pleasure is so consuming it takes my breath away, leaving me trembling in his arms.
Noah doesn’t stop. He holds me steady as he continues his relentless rhythm, driving us both higher. A few more powerful thrusts, and I feel him lose control, his grip on my waist tightening as he finds his release. Groaning deeply, his hips stutter as he empties himself inside me.
When it’s over, he rests his forehead against my shoulder, his breath hot and ragged against my skin. Slowly, he pulls away, turning me to face him as he peppers soft kisses along my neck and jaw.
“Every time with you is better than the last,” he says, his voice full of wonder. “How is that even possible? You’re perfect for me.”
His words make me smile, a warm glow spreading through me. “I feel the same way,” I whisper, brushing my lips against his.
“Good.” His tone is teasing now. “Because I’m not done with you yet. But first, let me clean you up.”
He takes care of me, his touch tender and unhurried, and I do the same for him. When we’re finally settled, we crawl under the covers, and Noah pulls me close, wrapping me in his strong arms. His body is warm and comforting, a perfect cocoon of safety and love.
“I love you,” he whispers, his voice soft but steady.
“I love you too,” I reply, my heart full and content. As I drift off to sleep, his presence surrounds me, and I know this is exactly where I’m meant to be.