CHAPTER 33
NOAH
How am I supposed to act around you in front of Hunter?” Bella asks tentatively and my head snaps in her direction; confusion painted on my features.
“What do you mean?” I ask, focusing back on the road as I follow behind my brother’s truck.
Bella picks at her nails. “I mean, does he know about us? Or…” She leaves the rest of her question hanging in the air between us and I smile at her sudden shyness.
“Does he know that you’re my girl?” I raise a brow, reaching over the centre console to place a hand on her bare thigh, squeezing the skin reassuringly. “He knows, Bells.”
“Your girl, huh?” she asks, and I can hear the surprise in her voice.
I glance over at her briefly. “Yes. I thought I made myself clear that first night.”
Bella goes silent and I know she’s replaying my words from that night in her head.
“There’s no going back after this, you understand? Once I’m inside you, you’re mine.”
“Y-you did, but I just thought it was a heat of the moment thing.”
Annoyance claws at me at the insecurity in her words. Does she not get what’s happening here? Had I not made my feelings for her clear?
Obviously not, but I plan on rectifying that real fucking quick.
I flick on my blinker and veer my truck to the left of the dirt road, leading us between the thick trees. Bella yelps in her seat, her hand darting up to grip the oh shit handle as the truck bounces over the uneven ground of the forest.
“What are you doing? Where are we-”
“Apparently I didn’t make myself clear enough,” I say, cutting her off as I hook a left and pull the truck to a stop behind some thick foliage before leaning over to unclick her seat belt.
My phone rings in the quiet cab, no doubt Hunter noticing we’ve taken a detour, but I ignore it as I lift Bella out of her seat and settle her on my lap so that she’s straddling me.
“Noah.” Bella gasps, her hands landing on my chest to stabilise herself.
My own hand closes over the top of one of hers and I move it left, placing it right over my erratic heartbeat. “You feel that?”
Her breath stills as she focuses on the rhythm beneath her small palm before nodding.
“That’s all you, baby.” I brush a hair out of her face, my thumb swiping against her cheek. “Anytime you are in the same vicinity, this is what you do to me. And when you’re not? Fuck, Bells. You consume my every thought. I can’t fucking think straight when you’re not around.”
Her chest rises and falls in quick succession, her panted breaths fanning over my cheeks. “I don’t think you understand just how long I’ve wanted this, Bella. How long I’ve wanted you.”
I tap my hand against the back of hers twice. “Only you, Bells.”
Her chin wobbles as she nods, emotion shining brightly in her eyes as I lean forward and close the space between us. She melts into me and her hands move from my chest to my neck as mine find her thighs, pulling her closer.
A phone rings somewhere, the unfamiliar ringtone telling me it’s Bellas this time, but she makes no move to pull away as my tongue darts out and licks the seam of her lips. She opens for me, tongue tangling with mine as the kiss turns desperate, both of our need driving our movements.
Nails bite into the skin of my neck and I hiss against her mouth, my grip on her thighs tightening. My cock strains against the zipper of my jeans as Bella rocks her hips back and forth absentmindedly.
My hands glide up her thighs, my touch leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. Sliding her dress up her legs, I let it pool at her waist and glance down, taking in the lack of underwear.
“Fuck.” My eyes fly up to hers. “Have you been walking around like this all day?” I croak, my insides burning.
Biting down on her bottom lip, Bella nods. “Yes.”
“Fuck me,” I groan, my arousal growing at the thought of her being bare beneath this dress all day. My fingers glide over the top of her thighs and down to her centre, keeping my touch featherlight as I brush against her clit briefly.
Her mouth opens on a gasp, eyes heating. “Noah.”
“Yeah, baby?” I ask, brushing my thumb over her clit once again.
“More,” she whimpers, her grip tightening on my shoulders.
A phone rings again and this time, both of our heads turn in the direction.
It’s probably Hunter and Savannah trying to get hold of us after realising we’re no longer behind them, but I can’t find it within me to care enough to let him know we’ll catch up. Not when my girl is currently grinding her naked pussy against my crotch and leaving a damp spot on my jeans.
“Ignore it,” I tell her, my thumb returning to her clit and circling it with more force than before.
Bella moans, her eyes closing as her hips buck against me and I grip her throat lightly. “Eyes.”
Grey ones spring open, finding mine and showing me exactly what I’m doing to her.
I move to the ties of her dress on her shoulder and pull the string, the thin straps falling away from her body. Then I move to the other side and repeat it until the top half of her dress falls away entirely, joining the bottom half around her waist.
Her pretty, pink nipples harden against the cool air, and I waste no time leaning forward to capture one between my teeth, biting down.
“Shit,” Bella hisses, arching her back into me and I smile against her chest, relishing the way she enjoys the pain mixed with the pleasure.
My perfect fucking girl.
I replace my thumb with two fingers and glide them through her wetness, gathering it as I move lower to her entrance and push them inside of her.
Bella moans loudly as she sinks down onto me and I press the ball of my palm against her clit, offering her some friction there.
“Ride my hand, Bella.” My voice is unrecognisable. “Don’t stop until your cum is dripping down my fingers.”
“Oh, God,” she cries, lifting herself up before slamming back down.
I hook my fingers, rubbing that sweet spot inside of her as I use my other hand to pinch and twist her nipple. “That’s fucking right, baby. Just like that.”
My words spur her on and she moves quicker, her head thrown back and pants choppy as she seeks her release.
Her phone rings for the third time and this time, I glance over at it, my brows furrowing and blood running cold when I see the name flashing across the screen.
Bella’s eyes follow mine, her movements coming to a halt when she sees the same thing I see.
“Answer it.”
Her head snaps in my direction, a horrified look on her face. “What?”
I tilt my chin in the direction of her phone, but I don’t make a move to pull my fingers out of her as I demand, “Answer it.”
With shaky hands, she leans over and grabs her phone, eyeing me once again as her thumb hovers over the screen. I nod once, my jaw aching with how hard I’m clenching it.
Who the fuck does he think he is?
I made it very fucking clear who she belongs to this morning, and the fucker is still trying to call her.
With a ragged breath, Bella answers the phone and places it on speaker. “He-” she stutters, eyes widening as I begin to slowly thrust my fingers in and out of her again. “Hello?”
“Bella?” Justin’s slimy voice crackles through the phone, but I keep my anger in check, focusing on the sweet little pussy rocking against my hand.
“Hmm?” Bella hums, her eyes falling shut briefly before opening again and landing on mine. I hold her stare, pulling all the way out of her before pushing back in painfully slowly.
My other hand moves to the button on my jeans and I unfasten it quickly, wriggling my hips to push my jeans down far enough that I can free my painfully hard erection.
Bella watches me with rapt attention as I pull my fingers all the way out of her and coat myself in the juices before tapping my dick against her clit twice, letting her know what I want her to do.
“Oh, thank God. I’ve been trying to call you all day,” Justin says as Bella slowly sinks down onto my cock and my head drops back against the seat, my mouth falling open as I’m encased in her tight warmth.
“What…” she pants, her legs shaking on either side of mine as she lowers herself. “Do you-uhm want?”
My corner of my mouth kicks up in a smile at the barely concealed moan that escapes her as she fully seats herself. My cock twitches inside her with the need for movement and I grip her hips, lifting her slightly so that I can thrust up into her.
“I just want to talk,” he says, completely oblivious.
“Fuck,” Bella hisses as I pull all the way out and then pound back into her from below. My thumb finds her clit, circling the swollen nub and she sucks in a breath.
“Answer him,” I grit, my voice low enough so that he won’t hear me.
“I…” she pauses, another moan falling from her swollen lips as I pinch her nipple, circle her clit and fuck into her all at the same time. “I don’t want to talk to you,” Bella rushes out, breathless.
“Are you okay? You sound out of breath.” I scoff at that one, biting down on my bottom lip to keep from telling him to go fuck himself.
Instead, I up my pace, the sound of my balls slapping against her ass filling the air as I drive into her. My toes curl in my boots as she clenches around me, her inner muscles squeezing the fucking life out of my dick and I know that she’s close.
“I’m f-fine… oh fuck, Noah,” she screams as her orgasm builds to the peak and I yank the phone out of her hand, hitting the red button before tossing it to the side.
“Good fucking girl. Now cum all over my fucking cock, Bella,” I say, wrapping an arm around her back and leaning forward to take her nipple between my teeth as I hammer my hips into her.
That familiar tingling starts at the base of my spine before spreading into my balls and up to the head of my dick and the second she clamps down around me, her head thrown back as she screams my name, I spill inside her with a shout. “Fuck!”