45. Noah
She kissed me.
She. Fucking. Kissed. Me.
I should’ve said something, but I froze.
She tastes like sweet peaches. One kiss wasn’t enough. I need more.
I sprint over to her bedroom, knocking on the door.
The door swings open.
Dani stands there, her chest heaving. Beads of sweat outline her gorgeous face. Her face could be covered in shit and it’d still be the most beautiful thing I’ve ever laid my eyes on.
All I can think about right now is how much I want to make her sweat in other places.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that,” she breathes out.
“You’re right. You shouldn’t have done that.”
Her lips part open slightly, staring at me in disbelief. I can see the look on her face that she’s convinced our kiss was a mistake.
I’m going to prove her wrong.
“I should’ve,” I finally say.
Grabbing her face with my hand, I aggressively pull her body weight into me. Our lips crash into each other like ocean waves crashing onto shore. My tongue gently slides into her mouth, meeting hers in the process.
My hand dances its way to her neck with my thumb settled on the edge of her jaw.
I push us into her bedroom, kicking the door closed with my foot in one smooth motion.
Our lips are in sync, moving together like they’re one unit. Instead of slamming her down on the bed, I push her up against the wall that’s next to her bookcase.
My lips let go of hers for a brief moment. “Raise your arms for me, Sweet Peach.”
She raises her arms high in the air. “Like this?”
“Just like that.”
I pin them up against the wall, interlocking my hands with hers.
“You’re about to ruin me, aren’t you?” She looks at me in a way that knots my stomach so tight I can’t breathe.
Her eyes are steady on me. The corner of her lip rises, melting me like a lit candle.
“You’ve already ruined me. It’s only fair that I return the favor.”
“Oh, yeah?” Her tone is playful.
“You have no fucking idea.”
We’re both breathing heavily.
Her eyes bounce from my eyes to my lips repeatedly. “Noah, I’m losing feeling in my arms.”
She most certainly is. I can feel how limp they are just by holding her hands. The only reason she’s able to keep her arms up is because of me.
“I thought you worked out.” I smirk, my tone coming out as playful.
She bats her long, black eyelashes at me. “You’re going to regret that.”
I move closer to her, our lips brushing lightly against each other. “You’re going to regret talking back to me like that.”
“I’d love to see you try,” she says into my mouth.
“Are you challenging me?”
“Maybe.” Giggles escape her mouth, making me feel like I’m floating and witnessing this moment from above.
Releasing my hands from hers, I free her arms from my grasp.
I cup her face, pulling it closer to mine. Within seconds, our lips make their way back to each other. My heart is beating so loud it could explode out of my chest at any moment. I don’t want to waste another second because I’m craving to taste more of her lips which taste as sweet as she is.
I’m fueled by pure adrenaline and raging hormones at this point. I groan straight into her mouth. To my surprise, she lets out a faint moan which is so fucking hot. My pulse is quickening as I attempt to steady my breathing patterns. I’m growing harder by the second. I don’t think I’ll be able to last any longer.
When she thinks we’re about to get deeper into this, I pull my mouth away from hers.
“Is something wrong?” She lightly furrows her eyebrows.
I walk over to her bed, sitting down with my legs hanging off the edge. “Sit on me.”
Her eyes roam around the room, avoiding the possibility of meeting my gaze and crossing her arms over her breasts. “What?”
“Sit on my lap, Dani,” I demand.
Her body jerks, but she listens to me. She’s strolling over to me like she’s walking in the park on a sunny day.
Hurry the fuck up, woman.
I grab her by her hips, guiding her onto my lap.
When she sits down, I hear a whimpering sound come out of her mouth.
“Do you feel that? Do you feel what you’re doing to me?” I murmur into her ear, smiling into her neck.
I lean my head forward to get a glance at her face.
Her cheeks are bright red.
My girl is blushing.
She leans forward, bringing her legs up to her body and burying her head into her arms.
“You can’t hide from me.”
“How am I turning you on right now? I’m not even doing anything.”
“Let’s call it the Danielle Solomon effect. You have this crazy power to turn me on just by looking at me with your hypnotizing brown eyes.”
She lifts her head back up, placing the palms of her hands on her flushed cheeks.
“You have no idea what you do to me, but you’re about to find out.” I trail my hand up her arm which is covered in goosebumps. When it reaches her shoulder, I slide my thumb underneath the strap of her tank top.
Touching Dani is fucking addicting.
The way her skin melts into my fingers when I touch her makes me feel like an erupting volcano, seeping molten lava through its cracks.
I wet my lips, pressing on them so hard that I can feel my teeth.
My lips swiftly find their way back to her neck. I move a few stray tendrils of her ponytail out of the way so I can get to work, nibbling on the soft and smooth skin on her neck.
“Noah,” she says through a quick breath.
“Is this okay?”
Her head moves, but I can’t tell if that was a yes or no.
“I need to hear a yes or no come out of your mouth, Princess.”
“Yes.”
“Good girl.”
She gets up off my lap, standing in front of me. “Are we really doing this?”
“Stop talking, Dani.” I scoot off the bed, immediately gripping onto her hips.
This kiss is different from the others. It’s not soft or sweet. It’s desperate and needy. We’re devouring each other like predators hunting their prey.
She sways her hips back and forth.
I reach down, picking her up with my hands resting on her ass.
She wraps her legs around my waist, grinding against me.
Our lips are an entangled mess. There’s no way they could escape one another now.
Her arms are wrapped around my neck. “Noah,” she moans into my mouth.
“Fuck, don’t do that.”
“Please put me out of misery and throw me on the damn bed already.”
I do what she says because she knows how much I want her. I want to feel her body weight under mine. God, I want to be inside her.
I throw her down onto the bed.
She scoots back, bending her knees to her chest. She spreads her legs open, one at a time.
She’s going to kill me I swear.
I crawl to her and throw the stupid, decorative pillows off the bed.
“I’m in charge now,” Dani blurts out.
I swallow hard, grinding my teeth. “Wait, I thought that?—”
“It’s my turn to have a little fun of my own.”