47. Noah
She’s my sunshine.
I’m her moonlight.
Fuck, I love this woman.
I can’t get enough of her.
I’ve tasted Dani’s lips, tongue, and mouth. Now, I’m craving to taste the rest of her.
“I need to see all of you.” I bite down on my lip.
She has this vicious look in her eyes and it’s so hot.
She’s so fucking hot.
Her nerves have transformed into this fearless confidence, making me want to scream so damn loud the entire neighborhood can hear us.
I sit back down on the bed, scooting back until my back leans up against her pillows. Crossing my legs, I lift my arms up and rest them behind my head.
Dani stands in front of the bed, obeying my request as she reaches up to unhook her bra.
Sticking her arm out, the bra dangles in her hand. She drops it on the floor and her eyes soften as she meets my gaze, taking my breath away.
I know how I said I hated it when she teases me, but I lied.
I love it.
Her breasts are in full view, leaving little to no room for my imagination which makes me the happiest guy in the world. I’ve been going to sleep for the past month, dreaming about what her naked body looks like.
This is so much better than my stupid, fucking dreams. And so much better than all the romance books I’ve read.
I swallow deep and clear my throat. “Fuck.” My heartbeats are louder and faster than the speed of light. “Dani, you’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen in my entire life.”
She glances at me and turns away, staring at the floor with rosy cheeks and smiling. “Shut up,” she mumbles as she moves closer to the edge of the bed.
A magnet pulls me closer to her, causing me to change out of my current position.
I firmly place both of my hands on her breasts, massaging her pink nipples with my fingertips.
She arches her back, letting out this insane moan. “Noah,” she says my name in one breath.
“I told you you’ll know when I moan, didn’t I?”
“Y-you did,” she stutters as I stop massaging her nipples, bringing my mouth closer to her breast.
I start to suck which makes her moan even more, pulling her weight onto my lap for easier access. My tongue swirls around her nipple before I pull away to examine her facial expressions, seeing how she’s reacting to what I’m doing to her.
Her back is still arched and her neck is curved, rolling her eyes so damn hard they might pop out of her sockets.
This is fucking bliss.
She brings her head back down, staring at me with this intensity that could disintegrate me in a matter of seconds. “Your turn, Lover Boy. Take off your shorts now.”
I’m rushing to untie my shorts, but I can see in her face that her patience is wearing thin.
“I don’t have all night,” she growls.
“I’m going as fast as I can, baby.”
Once the shorts are off, she sticks her arm out at me, wiggling her hand. “Give them to me.”
When Dani’s in charge, there’s this effortless confidence that radiates off her. It’s absolutely scrumptious. Just like she is.
She bites her lip, taking her sweet time to admire the visible bulge coming out of my boxers. She looks away, throwing my shorts across the room.
What the hell is going on? Why is my heart beating so damn fast? Am I having a heart attack? Am I dying? Am I already dead?
I can’t balance myself, but somehow I stumble my way so I’m fully on the bed before everything comes crashing down.
“Noah, are you okay?”
“Y-yeah, I’m f-fine. I’m f-fine.”
My back is facing her, my hands are shaking, and my breathing is getting sparse.
Not now. Please, not now.
Anxiety always makes an appearance at the worst times.
Dani runs to my rescue like the amazing woman she is. “You’re not fine.” Her face circles its way around to see mine, grabbing it with her hands so it’s at eye-level with hers.
She stares at me, grabbing my hands. “Take a deep breath. You’re going to be okay.”
I close my eyes, breathing out at first and breathing in as slowly as I can.
When I open my eyes, Dani is all I can see.
She’s every guy’s dream, but she’s always been mine. The thing is, she isn’t a dream at all. She’s real and she’s standing in front of me right now.
Fuck, I can’t breathe.
“What’s going on in that beautiful head of yours?”
“I’m fucking nervous. I’ve never…I’ve never had sex before.” I gulp hard, making my lips quiver.
She takes me by my hands, pulling me over to the bed. We sit down at the same time before she climbs on top of me.
This skin-to-skin contact isn’t helping with my raging hormones or my massive hard-on.
“I haven’t either,” she reveals.
“I don’t want to fuck this up. I’m prepared. I did research.”
The cutest smile spreads across her gorgeous lips right before she gets bit by the giggle bug.
I’m so in love with this woman.
“You did some research?”
“Does that surprise you?”
She shakes her head. “Would it surprise you if I told you I did some research of my own?”
“No, it wouldn’t surprise me at all.”
Her face softens. “We can take it slow. If it’s uncomfortable or painful, we’ll stop. Okay?”
I nod. “Okay.”
How can someone be sweet and sexy at the same time?
Her hands cup my face, traveling down to my abs. “How the hell have you been hiding all this from me?”
“I could ask you the same question.”
Fuck you, anxiety. You’re not ruining what’s about to be the best night of my life. Let’s do this.