54. Noah
NOAH
Hearing her say that causes a surge of emotions to erupt in me that I’ve never felt before. She wants me. Only me. Well, you have me, Little Rabbit. You always have because I’ve always belonged to you.
I’m still on my knees between her thighs when I see Jeremy quietly sneak down the hall to the laundry room out of the corner of my eye.
Thank God I told him all about her father being down in the tunnels before everything happened.
He was able to go down and make sure the fucker had water and even gave him some actual food.
I thankfully was conscious and able to tell him everything he needed to know to get down there.
I told him where to find my mask and the hidden panel that leads to the staircase down to the labyrinth.
He took care of everything during those two nights I was stuck in there and has offered to stay and help out now that I’m back home.
I figured once we were home things were going to get a bit more complicated since Willow would be here as well and I’d have to sneak down there but he assured me that he can still help take care of the issue in the meantime…
Until I’m ready to tell her. He’s been very understanding of all of this…
more than I ever thought possible. It makes me wonder what his own demons are.
He nods at me before slipping into the laundry room, letting me know exactly where he’s going.
He did say that it freaked him out being down there because he felt like he was being watched.
When I joked about the forty-three souls that still haunted those tunnels, he didn’t seem to enjoy the joke.
Rayes was the last to join that total, and James Parker will make forty-four when she’s ready.
“Noah…Can we go upstairs?” she whispers, glancing back at the closed doors that lead to the dining room.
“Of course.”
I stand then bend to try and pick her up, but she swats me away.
“Your doctor literally said no straining yourself. You’re not supposed to lift anything over twenty pounds,” she demands.
“I’m fine. You don’t weigh more than twenty-five,” I tease, causing her to roll her eyes as she jokingly pushes me away to stand and head toward the steps.
“You also aren’t supposed to do any physical activity,” she says, looking back at me over her shoulder and smirking.
As she starts to climb the stairs, I can’t help this overwhelming urge to get on my knees and worship her.
Even in her leggings and one of my hoodies, she looks like a fucking Goddess.
I’m doomed. Now that I’ve gotten her back in my life, she’ll have to kill me to get rid of me…
Let’s hope it doesn’t ever come down to that.
“Noah.”
I realize she’s already made it up to the second floor and is walking along the loft hallway that leads to the stairs to my room. I quickly make my way up the steps only to get halted by her hand.
“How’s your head?”
“Perfect, let’s go.”
“I’m serious, Noah. The doctor said…”
“Fuck what the doctor said. I’ve had concussions before, and I feel fine. Better than any of the other times I’ve had a concussion.”
“That’s mildly concerning,” she laughs as she starts walking backward up the steps to my room.
“Don’t trip. We both can’t be injured.”
“Oh, so you do admit that you’re injured,” she teases as she reaches behind her to turn the doorknob without taking her eyes off of mine.
“If it means keeping you here with me longer, then yes. I’m injured, and I can’t take care of myself,” I joke, but I can see a flash of something in her eyes.
She takes another step toward the bed before grabbing my wrist and spinning us so that it’s my knees that hit the edge of the bed, causing me to sit down.
“Well then, lie back and let me take care of you,” she purrs as she slowly lifts my hoodie off and tosses it onto the chair in the corner.
The afternoon light is filling the room causing her skin to glow. She pulls off her lace bra, and I can’t suppress the groan as I reach toward her, but she steps away.
“Willow,” I growl.
She seductively lowers herself to the floor between my legs and looks up at me.
“I said, let me take care of you.”
Her hands run up my legs and press against my stomach, forcing me back.
I prop myself up on my elbows to watch as she unbuttons my jeans and slowly pulls them off.
I lift my hips, allowing her to pull them down before lifting my legs.
My boxers are still on, but you can clearly see the evidence of the effect this woman has on me.
A dark spot of pre-cum is spreading through the fabric, and her eyes watch it intensely for a moment while she bites her lower lip. My cock throbs from that look of desire in her eyes, and I watch her lips curl into a devilish smirk as she watches my cock get harder.
She grips the band of my boxers and wastes no time in pulling them off my body. Her eyes widen at the sight of my cock, and it’s so cute watching the blush creep up her neck and fill her cheeks.
“Fuck, Noah. I don’t know what you’re doing to me,” she moans as her nails rake up and down my thighs.
“What do you mean?” I ask.
The sensation of her nails dragging lightly over my bare skin causes me to groan as I rest my head against the mattress and close my eyes.
A small headache is starting to form, but there’s no way in hell I’m stopping this, especially not when I feel her delicate touch as she wraps her hand around my cock.
“I don’t do this kind of thing,” she whispers as her hand strokes from the base of my cock up to the tip.
“Fuck,” I hiss. “What thing? Sex?” I ask.
My head is starting to feel pressured.
“No,” she laughs. “I’m not impulsive. I plan everything out. I think logically. But with you…Dammit. All logic is thrown out the fucking window.”
“That’s ‘cause you don’t need logic to make sense of what we got between us, Willow. I told you, we’re meant to be. I know it.”
I prop myself back up on my elbows to watch her explore my body. Her one hand stays wrapped around my cock while the other begins to trace the tattoos on my stomach as she raises the shirt higher, then stops to cup my balls as she continues to torture me.
I didn’t think about the tattoo I have on my chest. I’m honestly surprised she didn’t ask about it Sunday morning, but then again, I had her distracted. Now I’m the one who’s distracted.
“Maybe you’re right,” she says quietly. “Maybe I need to stop fighting it.”
Yes. Stop fucking fighting it. Just let yourself feel the connection again. The one that’s always been between us, Little Rabbit. The little voice in my head is demanding that I tell her everything, but I’m suddenly silenced as she leans forward and wraps her lips around my cock.
“Oh, fucking hell,” I groan as I fall back onto the bed.
Her tongue is teasing the vein along the underside before flicking against the tip. Her hand moves up and down along the shaft while her other hand is digging her nails into my thighs.
“Jesus, Willow. Fuck.”
I can feel her smile as much as her lips can from being stretched around my girth. She hums when my fingers sink into her soft hair, and it causes vibrations to run along my length. She’s enjoying every second of this. I just wish my head would stop pounding so I could be fully in it with her.
Her throat tightens as she gags when my tip hits the back of her throat, and she pulls back slightly. But when she hears the moan slip from my lips, she presses forward and plunges the tip of my cock right back down her throat. I swear I see stars when I feel her gag around me.
“Willow, slow down. I’m…Fuck. This feels so fucking good, but I need to be inside you.”
She doesn’t need any persuading. She stands and shoves her leggings to the floor before kicking them off. No thong either? Fuck, this woman’s going to be the death of me. She can’t be walking around here with no thong. I’ll be fucking feral at all times knowing that.
She climbs on top of me and settles herself right above my cock. I swear I can feel the heat of her body filling mine, or maybe that’s the headache that’s slowly taking over my mind. Fuck. I don’t know. All I know is if I don’t get inside her soon, I’m going to lose my mind.
“Willow, please. I need to feel you,” I beg.
That’s right, I’m not ashamed. I’ll gladly get on my knees and beg this fucking woman. I’d do anything for her.
“Fuck, Noah. I’m not going to lie, hearing you beg is hot,” she moans as she rolls her hips and grinds herself along my length.
“Jesus. You keep doing that, and I’m not going to last.”
Her eyes sparkle with mischief, and she grabs my wrists, pins my hands to the bed, and slowly rubs her pussy along my length again.
Nope. That’s it. I’m going to die. This woman’s going to kill me.
“Please,” I groan as my eyes shut from the pressure and pleasure combining.
She finally takes pity on me and grabs my cock. She teases the tip slightly inside of her, just barely letting me in. That’s it. I’m done playing.
I grip her hips and thrust up into her. The gasp that flows into a guttural moan as I fill her fully at once has my toes curling. Fuck, this woman isn’t real.
“N…Noah, Oh…God.”
“That’s it, Little Rabbit.”
“Fuck. Don’t…stop,” she whimpers between each upward snap of my hips, driving me deeper inside her.
She braces her hands on my chest and tangles her fingers into my shirt. I need her to realize everything soon. I can’t keep my shirt on around her all the time. She’ll think it’s weird. How would I even explain it?
My mind keeps flickering. Fading in and out of control as I grip her hips tighter. Her moans and screams of pleasure are only driving me further.
“More. Fuck, Noah, harder,” she screams.
Harder? Fuck, she’s perfect.
In one quick motion, I flip us to where she’s on her back, and I’m above her. I’m on my knees between her thighs as I lift her hips slightly and pull her higher onto my lap. The angle must feel really good because I can see her eyes roll as her mouth opens on a silent scream.
“Fuck, Little Rabbit. You asked me what I was doing to you, but you don’t even know the half of what you do to me. You make me crazy, Willow. I’d do anything for you.”
I snap my hips forward hard, causing her to gasp as the tip of my cock hits a spot inside. She’s staring up at me with a dazed look as she’s beginning to lose herself to the pleasure.
“I don’t think you realize just how far I’d go to make you happy,” I growl as I pull out to the tip before thrusting harder inside.
Her perfect tits bounce with each thrust, and it’s taking everything in me not to fill her right now, but I need her to come first.
“I’d move heaven and hell for you, Willow.”
*Thrust*
“I’d burn down the world if you asked me to.”
*Thrust*
“I’d die for you, Willow.”
*Thrust*
“And I’ll kill anyone who’s ever hurt you. You’re mine, Little Rabbit. Say it.”
She screams my name as she comes. Her pussy spasms, tightening around me so much that I can barely move in and out of her. My hips continue thrusting as I feel my orgasm right on the edge.
“Say it, Willow. Who do you belong to?” I growl, and with a final snap of my hips, she falls back over the edge and takes me with her.
“You, Noah! I belong to you!” she screams.
My hips shudder as I feel my cum filling her completely. My breathing feels off, and my head honestly feels like it’s going to explode, but it was worth it.
“That’s right, Little Rabbit. You belong to me.”