Chapter 31 Summer
Chapter Thirty-One
SUMMER
I flick my tongue along Noah's fingers, sucking the cum from them until he lets out a low groan.
My pussy clenches tighter. All I want is him, and finally, I think I have him.
"I think we should go see the bathroom." His voice is husky as he takes me by the hand, towing me down the hall and up the stairs.
We head into a sprawling master bedroom, entirely empty, but I don't have time to process much more than that before he's dragging me through another door, spinning me around, and pinning me up against a wall.
Heat floods through my body as his forehead presses against mine.
Lust burns in his eyes, but there's something more than that lingering, too.
Love.
A love so deep I never thought I was going to find it.
It's that look in his eyes that lets me know we're going to make it through this.
"You have to stop kidnapping me." I brush my lips against his as I trail my hands along his stomach, his muscles flexing beneath my touch.
He chuckles, hot breath tickling my earlobe before he drags it between his teeth.
Shivers run through my body and straight to my pussy.
"I don't know. I think you like being kidnapped.
I think you love knowing you're entirely at my mercy.
Whatever I want to do to you, you're going to let me.
I can make you scream for me right now, and nobody is going to hear you.
Nobody is going to come and save you from me. "
"I'm not asking to be saved." I tip my head to the side as he shifts, his lips grazing against the side of my jaw.
As he trails kisses over my pulse, making it hard to breathe, impossible to think, I slip off my thong.
His gaze drops to me, eyes roaming my body like I'm a meal he's been waiting to dive into.
He smirks. "You're eager, aren't you?"
"I want your cock." I reach for the button on his shorts, flicking it open and dragging the rest of his clothing down his body.
Within a couple of seconds, he's standing naked in front of me, his throbbing cock dripping pre-cum.
I sink to my knees, my hand wrapping around the base.
He thrusts forward a little, his groan breathy as his hand sinks into my hair.
Noah jerks my head back, his tongue darting out to wet his bottom lip. "Are you going to suck my cock like the good little slut you desperately want to be?"
"Depends on how much you want it." I smirk and lick the underside of his cock, tracing my tongue along the vein as he lets out a low groan.
He drags me closer to him by the hair, holding me in place as the head of his erection presses against my lips. "Don't play games you're not going to win, Summer."
"Like what?" I dip forward, taking the tip in my mouth.
I run my tongue along the ridge of the head, moaning when he tries to thrust deeper.
I pull back, even though I know it's going to bite me in the ass in the end.
He's going to punish me, and the thought of it has my pussy dripping.
My hand wraps tighter around the base of his cock. "Who says I'm not going to win?"
Noah smirks, and within the blink of an eye, he's got me over his shoulder and marching back into the bedroom.
He sets me on the floor, his hand wrapping around my throat.
"You're going to get on your knees, and you're going to choke on my fucking cock, love.
You're going to take it so deep you'll be begging me to pull out. "
I squirm, pressing my thighs close together, getting back on my knees for him as he stands in front of the window that overlooks the trees out back.
With a slight bend, he's able to keep his hand around my throat, pulling me closer, his cock pressing against my mouth.
"Take it. Take all of it," he growls, slipping the tip inside my mouth.
Heat dances across my skin as his hand stays tight around my throat, even as I take him deeper.
My hands trail up his thighs.
His fingers flutter against my pulse as I rake my nails down his skin.
Without warning, he slams his cock to the back of my throat.
My eyes water as I gag a little, struggling to take it, but I don't want to disappoint him. Not when his groan, as he hits the back of my throat, is as addictive as it is.
I moan around him, a couple of tears leaking down my cheeks as I struggle to take him all.
Noah keeps thrusting, his hand moving to my hair to set the pace. His hips keep rocking as I hold on.
When he finally pulls out, his cock as hard as a rock, a mix of saliva and precum drips down my chin.
I can barely breathe.
Noah smirks as he gets down on the ground with me, his hand cupping the back of my head. "Such a good little slut. You're going to ride my cock now, and I'm going to fill that tight little pussy of yours with cum. You're going to be dripping for days."
I nod because it's all I can do at that point.
He got me down on the ground, his lips trailing over my skin, fingers skimming between my thighs. Noah's eyes flash with lust as he leans closer, his mouth closing over mine.
When his cock finally pushes deep inside me, my entire world feels like it's falling apart. I'm right there on the edge of an orgasm, and he's deep and throbbing inside me.
Noah's hips rock harder and faster as I wrap my legs around his waist, clawing at his back, meeting him thrust for thrust.
He bottoms out inside me, deeper than I've felt him before. "Fuck, love, you're so fucking tight."
"Fuck," I moan, my back arching off the ground as he does it again and again, one hand slipping between us.
Noah pinches my clit, rolling it between his fingers. "Come for me. Come all over my cock."
Fingers dig into the flesh of my thigh, and he pulls my leg higher, changing the angle and driving deeper into me.
I'm sure I'm drawing blood with how hard I'm clawing at him, but he doesn't seem to care, not as my inner walls clamp down around him, my entire body vibrating.
I come, my pussy pulsing and squeezing him tight. The pleasure rushes through me in waves until my entire body feels numb.
Noah's head drops to my shoulder as he comes, slowly pumping into me until he's entirely spent. He hovers above me for a few minutes, kisses peppering my neck and chest before his lips finally press against mine.
I moan into the kiss, breathy and desperate for more of him.
I don't know if I'm ever going to get used to this feeling.
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Noah hangs the towel over the back of the door, his hair still damp from our shower. "How are you?"
"Tingly. And I don't think I can really feel my legs." I offer him a smile and run a hand through my wet hair, working through the last of the tangles.
I bite the inside of my cheek as I study him in the light streaming through the massive window behind the soaker tub. "Is this really happening right now?"
"What do you mean?" He leans back against the counter, his arms crossing over his broad chest.
"You bought this house. You want me to transfer schools out here. You want to be with me, and there's not going to be any more drama with all of my family." I move to sit on the edge of the tub, gripping onto the edge so tight it hurts. "None of this seems real right now."
"It is real."
I sigh and glance down at the floor, looking at the slight variations in white on the tiles. "How do I know that? I mean, I want to believe you, but you just kidnapped me, and this shit with my family has been going on for years."
"Call Aiden."
My head shoots up, not thinking I heard him right. "Excuse me?"
"You said you were already thinking about following me wherever I went.
You're here now, but you still don't believe that all this is possible.
" He crosses the room, coming closer to me, crouching down to look me in the eyes.
"I get that everything that's happened between us is messed up, and given that Aiden didn't tell you I was alive, I can see how you'd still be worried about what's happening. "
"I am worried."
Noah takes my hands, brushing his thumbs over my knuckles in a surprisingly tender gesture. "Then call him. If you're not sure about this, then call Aiden and see what he says about everything."
"Just like that?"
"You could call Téa too, if you want. She might be able to talk you down from the ledge." Noah kisses the corner of my mouth as he gets up.
"She knew you were alive too?" My eyebrows climb higher as I start wondering how many people in my life have been keeping secrets from me.
"Not until I took you. I talked with her for a little bit before I got you on the plane to come out here."
A little of the tension in my chest eases.
I might've been excited to see Noah initially, but now that the relief about him being alive is wearing off, every other potential problem is starting to cycle through my mind.
I get up and hold my hand out to Noah. "I think I am going to call Aiden. Do you have a phone?"
He pulls mine out of one of the drawers and hands it over. "I've got some things to take care of. I'll be outside if you need me."
As he leaves the room, I stare at the phone in my hand, trying to convince myself that I don't need to talk to my brother. That I can be happy without his approval.
But some things never change.
Even though I want to stay here with Noah, even though I know I love him and can see my forever with him, I need to know Aiden isn't going to come after him. I need to know that it's finally okay to love Noah with everything I have and know he's not going to be taken away from me.
After a few minutes, I dial the number, listening to the rings for what feels like an eternity.
I wipe my sweaty palm on my shorts.
Aiden chuckles as soon as the call connects. "I was wondering how long it was going to take you to call and chew me out."
"Fuck you." It's not what I wanted to say first, but those are the words that slip out, and they seem like the most appropriate. "You were supposed to tell me he was alive."
Aiden sighs, something shuffling around in the background.
"And if I had done that, you wouldn't have been moping around the way you were.
If this is going to work, people need to believe he's really dead.
I'm already getting pushback from some of the other families in the surrounding states who want to see his body. "
My heart seizes in my chest. "What are you going to do?"
"Find a body and bury it, obviously." Aiden clears his throat. "Look, I don't like that you're with him, but I can't keep putting myself in your path anymore and telling you what to do."
Sarcasm drips from my tone as I get up and start pacing.
"Oh, so you knew you were doing that? My entire life I've felt like I need to live up to what you want me to be, and I don't think I'm ever going to be that person.
I don't know how I could be when the things I want are so different from what you do. "
"Summer, you never had to be someone else, and I know I didn't make it seem that way, but I want you to do what makes you happy."
"Even if that means I move in with Noah and spend the rest of my life hiding from that bullshit?"
"How much hiding is it going to be really when you're going to be one of the most sought-after lawyers ever?" His tone is light and happy, though there's a hint of sadness underneath. "You know, letting go of the others was easier."
"Please, we've never been that close." I pace over to the window, looking out at the yard below as Noah starts to rake up some branches and twigs. "Did you really help him fake his death and create a new identity? Is this real? Are we really going to be safe?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
The question hangs between us for a long time, soft sounds of people moving around on the other end of the call, but nobody speaks.
Finally, Aiden sighs again. "I wouldn't be able to give you up for anyone who doesn't deserve you, and while I don't like Noah and there's a lot of bad blood between our families, I know he's going to keep you safe and you're never going to want for anything.
So, if that means I have to put this issue between us to bed and help him hide so you can be happy, then I'm going to do it. "
"What do the others think?"
"Don't worry about what they think."
I lean against the wall, watching Noah, the possibilities of our future starting to dance in front of me. "Then what am I supposed to do?"
"Live your life."
We speak for a few more minutes, talking about Zoe and the baby, before the call ends and I leave my phone on the counter.
I wander through the house, taking in the hardwood floors and the white walls, everything primed and ready to become the home of our dreams.
As I step outside, Noah looks up from the stack of branches he's making near the fire pit. "Everything go okay?"
"Yeah, better than I thought it would."
"Well, then, we should probably go out front to meet the moving truck." Noah grins and dusts off his hands on his jeans.
I stare at him for a moment, trying to process what he just said to me.
His smile only stretches wider. "I didn't ask Téa to help me for nothing. Your things should be arriving in the next ten minutes or so."
I follow him around the side of the house to the front, shaking my head. "You arranged for all of my things to be packed up and shipped here?"
"Yeah." He nods, leaning back against the garage door.
"You knew I was going to stay?"
He wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me close. "You love me. And I love you. And I knew that one way or another, you were going to want to be with me."
I put my hands on his shoulders, smiling up at him. "Cocky. Aren't you worried about what's going to happen in the future?"
"You mean all the comments you're going to have to deal with about being with me? Or the worry that someone is going to find out I'm still alive? Or the age gap meaning I'm going to be dead before you?"
"And a thousand other things."
His hands tighten on my waist as he pulls me flush against him. "No. I look forward to a lifetime of surprises with you, and some of them are going to be good, and some of them are going to be bad."
"Which is why I'm worried."
He kisses my forehead. "I never thought I was going to live this long, so what's the point in worrying about what might happen? As far as I'm concerned, I'm already on borrowed time, and I plan on spending every moment of it with you."
"Not borrowed time. We're going to have a long and happy life together." I cup his face in my hands, pulling him down for another kiss.
As we hold each other, waiting for the moving truck, I can feel the truth of what I said all the way down to my bones.
And maybe, if we're lucky, one day Noah and my family might be able to be in the same room without killing each other.
But for now, I'm going to live in the moment and enjoy my life with the man I love.