26 — Noah Foster
“Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet
I never thought you were
The person who waited for me
Because we were just children.”
Perfect — Ed Sheeran
She closes her eyes, enjoying the caress of my hands on her body.
It's the most beautiful scene I've ever seen and I force myself to memorize it, so that I can remember it whenever I miss it.
My girl's first hug.
I want everything from her, I want her forever, and at the moment, I don't want to think about anything other than the two of us.
— Noah — he says, softly, almost like a meow. I turn her to face me and place her sitting on the sink counter, our gazes lock on each other, taking us to a world of our own.
— Nina, forgive me. — For a moment I see your confusion. — I need to do something, I've dreamed about this for a long time.
I don't wait for a response, I simply kiss her mouth tenderly, asking for space with my tongue, pulling her hips against mine and she responds eagerly, intertwining her legs and fitting our sexes together, which are separated only by the fabric of our clothes. .
Everything intensifies, at that moment, I'm sure she drives me insane.
When he separates our lips, kissing my chin and the side of my face, until he reaches my earlobe and gives a light bite, I hold her tighter against me, letting a hoarse moan escape.
Fuck, if she keeps this up, I'm going to be a fucking teenager, cumming in my pants.
It's now that I remember her past, imagine everything she hasn't experienced, and I, a piece of shit, am giving her my first kiss in a bar bathroom.
— Angel. — I take your beautiful face in my hands. — Not here, I know we have a lot to talk about, I know I could have been an idiot and made you think I took advantage of you.
— No, Noah. I wanted it, I still want it. I know I'm not the type of girl you might be used to, but I want to live, I want to feel this attraction dominate my body. I want to live this moment.
— You're right, she's not the kind of girl I used to go out with, but she's the girl of my dreams. The apple of my eye. Spend the rest of the night with me, let's talk, before anything else. — I beg you. — I can't lose you again.
— What do you mean I got lost? If we didn't know each other.
— See if Lynn helps you, I promise to take you home later. Meanwhile, I... — I close my eyes for a moment. — Meanwhile, I think about what to say to Benício. I swear I tried not to disturb your relationship, but I can't be without you.
— Noah! Look at me. — Now she's the one stroking my face. — He is someone very important in my life. He was my first friend, however, he is the brother I didn't have. Our relationship is only fraternal, we never get involved. Did you understand?
— But, but... — I could only have heard wrong.
— He probably played with you to see if, I don't know, you were interested, I don't know. Believe me, if that's what he implied, it was just to protect me. But he knows and supports me when I make my decisions.
— Okay. — I want to jump for joy, I must look like a jester. — He comes. Let's go out and see if Lynn can help us.
We returned to the counter with our hands clasped and found John excited about Nina's new friend.
When we get closer, I see the look he directs at my girl and it fills me with jealousy, I don't want anyone touching what's mine.
She's just mine.
Cum!
Besides being insane, I'm becoming fucking possessive.
— They came back. All right with you? — Lynn says, watching our intertwined hands.
— Yes, but friend Noah and I need to talk and... — before she continues we are interrupted.
— Nina, what are you doing holding hands with Noah?
Shit! I forgot, for a brief moment, that the guys are still here.
— Hi, Bear! We came to John's for a walk, I hadn't seen you here yet. — He sighs and looks directly at him, while lightly squeezing my fingers. — Oh, I could make up some excuse, but I can't, so Noah and I are going out now to talk. And that.
I'm ready to listen to his questions and after the brief explanation she gave me, I understand why my friend cares so much about his well—being. In his place, I would do the same. However, I hope you don't ask unnecessary questions now, because all I need is to be with her.
— Ok. — He sighs, certainly, controlling his anger, if there is one of us who is jealous, it is Beni. — Noah, you know I love you like a brother, so take care of her. Take her to your home, it's the safest place. You know that, right? Because I swear, if I find out that you took her to that other place, which you know I'm referring to, we're going to have a not—so—pleasant conversation. She is not a woman for that place.
— Yes, let's go to my house, don't worry. Tomorrow, you and I will talk. OK? — I know he'll be at my dad's barbecue, so I'll be able to explain everything.
— Bear, don't worry, I can take care of myself. Take care too. — Gives him a kiss and turns to Lynn. — Is it okay if I go with him?
— Come on, I'll stay here and talk to John.
As they say goodbye, I inform J. that we are leaving so he can organize the team, asking Adam to remain here to accompany Nina's friend.
It may seem like paranoia, but it's better to be safe in case that vulture has its eye on us.
The path is made in total silence. Mine is due to the fact that I still don't believe that my blue—eyed angel is here, with me, at the same time that I think about how stupid I was to deduce a supposed relationship, instead of openly asking my best friend what it was about the relationship between them.
Anyway, that part is already resolved, while I was distracted thinking, Catarina analyzes the landscape through the window, sighing and increasing my curiosity to know what is going on in that little head.
— We're here. I'll take you to the pool house, I believe that there, we can talk calmly. Could it be?
— Perfect for me. — He opens the most beautiful smile I've ever seen. I can't contain the impulse that takes me and I kiss her again. A calm kiss or else we wouldn't reach our destination. — It's beautiful here, can I sit down? — he says, as soon as I turn on the lights.
— Clear. I'm going to get us something to drink, what do you prefer?
— Just some water. I don't intend to get drunk.
— I will be back in a moment. Feel free.
This time, I'm feeling like I'm on my first date. My face may seem calm, but my hands are sweating uncontrollably and my anxiety is at a stratospheric level.
I want to say so many things and I don't know where to start.
I head to the pantry, thinking that if Erik were here, he would say to me:
“Simple, start at the beginning.”
I just hope she understands me and feels the same way, but if she doesn't, I won't give up.
As soon as I return, I stand still, watching the incredible woman as she sweeps her eyes around the room.
I've surrendered and there's no turning back.
— Noah, is everything okay? If you want, we can talk another time, I don't know. If he is not comfortable or is waiting for someone, he starts talking, uncontrollably. — In fact, I think it's better. You're my boss, that's not cool. — Get up and start walking. — Damn it! I don't know what came over me, but also, beautiful the way you are — he whispers. I approach her and hug her tightly.
— Hey, calm down. There is nothing wrong here. — I stroke your hair. — Here, it’s just the two of us and not the CEO and the architect. — I feel a sob, softly. — Look at me. I won't leave you, my angel. We didn't do anything wrong. — Seeing her like this makes my heart sink.
— It's just... I should be worried, with all this chaos in my life, with my mother's situation, and instead, I'm here with you. I'm starting to question whether I've let my curiosity for life take me too far — he says.
— Come with me.
Hugging each other, we went to the chaise, where I settled down, sitting her on my lap like a child, just needing affection, laying her head on my chest.
— More calm? We can talk now? — he states, with a nod. — Your desire to improve, to want to live, doesn't mean you don't care about your mother, understand? I'm sure she wouldn't like to see that when her girl finally smiles again and is this strong, incredible woman, insecurity makes her close up again.
— I know, but it's inevitable to think. Anyway, you already know all this huge mess that is my life, I don't need to explain. Just... Do you really think I'm amazing?
— More than you know, there are some things I wanted to tell you. Before anything else, I want to explain why I have this crazy way of not wanting to let you go. — She smiles innocently and seductively at the same time.
— Come on then, Mr. Foster. My insecurity is over, I'm all ears. — He opens a smile, turning his head to look at me.
— You are wonderful! And all mine, right?
— Hmm... really, I'm amazing! — plays with the compliment. — About it being yours, I don't know, we'll analyze that later. — Blink.
I can't resist, attacking her mouth, but this time, in an uncontrolled way as if I needed it to survive.
She moves, placing her legs on either side of my hips, completely dominating me, without taking her lips off mine. I grab her ass, fitting it over my uncontrollable erection, and to my joy, or ruin, the devil starts to roll, while her lips continue to roam my neck, increasing my lust more and more.
— I won't last long this way. — I growl, rubbing our bodies together.
— Noah, how delicious. — Damn, that voice. I force myself to stop this torture, but first of all, I need to tell you where I know you from.
I'm not going to start something by keeping secrets.
Is not fair.
And she doesn't just deserve a fuck, no.
She deserves the world!
— Nina. — I hold your face. — I swear I'm trying really hard to control myself, but before we continue, I need to tell you something. I don't want to have any secrets with you.
His expression becomes confused. She caresses my face and sighs. We stay like that for a few seconds, however, to me it seems like an eternity. I need her to say something, however, she raises her eyebrows.
— Married and no one knows? Have children? Are you bisexual? Yes, let me remind you… — He makes a thoughtful face. — Different tastes? Did you kill someone? Did you steal something? — I start to laugh in a way I haven't done in a while. — What are you laughing at? — Give me a slap on the shoulder.
— Wait. — I try to calm down, but it's impossible. — None of the options mentioned. Bisexual? Is it serious? — Her laugh fills the room.
— Filth! Theories, theories! So what is it? Speak soon!
— It's about how you saved me, when I was just a boy, alone and defenseless. — Her eyes become confused.
? No yellowing now, Noah! — I repeat in my head.