Chapter 14 #2
“I—” I try again, shifting from one foot to the other, the friction sending sparkles all over my body. “Um... library.”
His gaze sharpens, raking over my face and making me squirm. “You’re flushed, beautiful.” He enters the elevator, charging right at me. He stops inches away. “What happened?”
The heat rolling off him, that low voice, the sheer size of him standing this close... I tremble and my panties dampen further. I’m grasping for scraps of rational thinking, pinching my lips when a visual crashes back into my head.
Noah and Creed, touching me together.
“Abby’s busy,” I whisper, my body humming with arousal. “She forgot to leave the umbrella outside and—”
“You walked in on her with some guy?” he guesses, tipping my face up with two fingers.
“Two,” I blurt out. “Two guys.”
A knowing smirk plays across his lips. “Go, Abby.”
“Yeah... I guess.” I inhale deeply and sidestep him, smoothing my hair and my hoodie. “I went to Hyde and he’s busy too and I was just leaving, so—”
He grabs my arm before I leave, pulling me into his chest, my body igniting at the contact.
“You’re not waiting in the library while your friend’s getting railed, Millie. Come on, we’ll play chess.”
“No, Noah, I—”
“You’re turned on,” he finishes for me, voice loaded, dark eyes crinkling with a smile. “You’ll calm down soon. It’s fine.”
He wouldn’t say that if he knew what I’ve been imagining.
Lacking ideas and apparently brain cells, I let him press five.
We enter his room moments later. The familiar décor calms my frayed nerves a little.
Noah’s a creature of habit, his space devoid of clutter, bed made with military precision, the faint scent of his cologne and shower gel hanging in the air.
It’s comforting... and arousing.
“Can I use the bathroom?” I ask, dropping my bag.
“Sure. You want a drink?”
I exhale a shaky breath, unsure whether alcohol would be a good addition. It’d help me relax... but what if it clouds my judgment and amplifies my raging hormones?
Fuck it. “Yes, please.”
The last thing I notice disappearing into the bathroom is Noah’s gaze dragging down my frame. The door clicks shut and I grasp the sink with both hands, hanging my head low.
Calm down.
I count to thirty, then splash my face and neck with cold water. It doesn’t help. Goosebumps dot my skin and the slick heat between my thighs grows unbearable.
I lift my head, staring into my reflection. I look... wild. Pink-cheeked, lips pursed, eyes glassy and unfocused. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say I’d been thoroughly fucked.
Abby and her boytoys invade my thoughts again. The rhythm of their cocks moving inside her, four hands roaming her body, the sounds she made, Mateo holding her by the hair...
I squeeze my thighs together, mouth parting when the all-consuming need flares further. God, I can’t stay here. I’m so flustered every move I make sends shivers down my spine. I’ve never been so turned on. Never felt like I’d combust.
Noah raps his knuckles against the door. “You okay there?”
“No,” I admit, yanking the door open. “I’m sorry. I just... I don’t know how to calm down.”
He steps into me further, the warmth of him seeping into my already burning skin. “Want me to help, beautiful?”
“Help?” I whisper, my voice loaded with desire.
His long fingers cinch my wrists, and he drags me out of the bathroom and straight into his chest. He closes the door, then pins me against it, his body slotting against mine.
A whimper escapes my mouth before I can swallow it, shame licking up my throat.
Noah dips his head, his teeth grazing my earlobe. “I can make it better, Millie.”
His thigh slots between mine, applying delicious pressure where I need it most. I gasp at the contact, a violent shudder shaking me from head to toe.
“Like this,” he rasps, breathing harder. “Nothing more, just...” He shifts his leg, rubbing the aching spot, and stars burst behind my eyelids. “Feels good, beautiful?”
I fist his pullover, curling my fingers in the fabric. “Noah...”
“I’m here,” he says, his voice lower, softer, raspier. “It’s okay. Do you want me to stop?”
I don’t know.
The pressure against my clit feels divine. Tiny sparks dance along my nerve endings, pleasure building fast while everything inside me tightens. I don’t know what to do with the sensation. It’s overwhelming. Brand fucking new. Foreign.
Touching myself never felt like this. Not even close.
“Fuck, look at you,” Noah breathes, pressing into me harder. He locks my wrists in one of his and pins them high above my head. “You going to come for me, Millie?”
He grinds his thigh into me, tearing another moan from my lips, but Creed hijacks my mind, uninvited. The way those dark eyes watch me like I’m a puzzle he wants to crack open...
But then there’s the way Noah watches me like I’m a particularly difficult chess match that requires ample patience.
The way my body reacts to Creed.
The way it reacts to Noah.
Pleasure stacks higher and higher. I’m on the verge of something spectacular, trembling, ready to break. God, I want to come. I want to let loose and feel good.
I want it so badly, but I don’t know who I want it with.
“Stop,” I plead, my orgasm seconds away. “I’m sorry, I—”
Noah immediately shifts away. “Shh,” he coos, letting go of my wrists. “You’re okay, Millie.”
The loss of pressure between my legs almost has me collapsing but he grabs my waist with one hand and tips my chin up with the other, his whiskey-colored eyes boring into mine.
“It’s okay,” he adds. “Don’t apologize. I got carried away.”
“No, it’s me, I shouldn’t have come here. I’ll go.”
I try to unglue myself from the door and get out, but Noah pulls me into his arms, nuzzling my face into his chest.
“Stay.” His hand slides up my back. “I don’t want you alone in the library at night. Take my bed. I’ll crash on Creed’s couch.”
“But—”
“No buts.” He stamps a quick kiss on top of my head and steps away, reaching for the door. “Goodnight, beautiful.”
I don’t get any more words out. I stand there for a long moment, staring at the hardwood he disappeared behind. My heart’s racing, my body’s humming, and my head’s a mess.
I’m so torn, so confused, I feel a little sick.
I’m going to kill Abby.