Chapter Nineteen
KATIE
I don’t know what’s come over me, but I keep going. I like how Noah looks at me like he’s going to devour and swallow me whole. My entire body buzzes as I nearly drown in my own pleasure.
I desperately crave his hands on me. Noah’s been the star of my wet dreams since high school, and now that I’ve had a preview, I need all of him.
“Finish me off. Please.” I see his thick cock in his palm. “I want you.”
“Katie…” He groans. “We don’t need to rush. As much as I want you too, we can take our time.”
Adrenaline unravels inside me as I loop my fingers in my panties and take them off.
“We’ve waited long enough, don’t you think?” I taunt, then kick off my heels. “But if you’re content with just watching…”
As I return my hand between my legs, Noah studies me intently. The vein in his neck pulses, and I’m certain he’s about to lose control. Quickly, he throws his jeans, then slides his boxers back up.
“Get over here, now,” he demands, holding out his hand.
I walk toward him, and he swiftly wraps his arm around my waist. Gently, he pulls me onto the loveseat and climbs over me.
“You have a filthy side, don’t you?” He smirks, rubbing his knee against my pussy.
“You bring it out in me.”
“Is that so?” He lifts a brow. “What other secrets are you hiding from me?”
I grin, placing my palms over his shoulders and arching my back into his touch. “You’re gonna have to keep goin’ to find out.”
“You’re sure about this?”
“Yes,” I say without hesitation. “Please.”
“I don’t do one-night stands, Katie. I haven’t slept with a woman in a decade, so if you give yourself to me, that’s it. You’re mine. My girl.”
Fighting back the emotions swirling inside me, I bite my lip. “I wanted to be your girl in ninth grade when people assumed we were dating, and I wanna be yours now.”
“Although no one can know we’re together?” he asks, and the guilt rushes through me. I wish I didn’t have to keep him a secret, but I will.
“Absolutely,” I confirm.
He breaks out into a smile, then brings his lips to my ear. “Good because I’m all in, no matter what.”
Thank God.
He presses a kiss to my neck, and I shiver under him. “Yes, more of that…a lot more of that.”
“As much as I’d love to taste your pussy right now, we can’t here. I mean, we could but…”
“Let’s go to your room.” I grin. “That’s where we were in my fantasies anyway.”
He chuckles, then stands and helps me to my feet. “You’re bad.”
“Where did you envision it happening?” I counter as I pick up my dress and slide it back on.
“Oof, where to start…” I take his hand as we make our way upstairs. “My passenger seat, the bed of my truck, under the bleachers…”
I bark out a laugh. “The bleachers? You’ve watched too many romcoms.”
When we walk into his room, he shuts the door, then pushes me up against it.
“But the place I dreamed of most was having you in the shower—the hot water staining your skin red, the steam surrounding us, the slap our bodies would make as I took you from behind. That got me through some hard times,” he muses.
“Mm…that imagery alone might make me come,” I tease, sucking in a shallow breath. “I think we could turn that one into a reality.”
“I’ll make a list so we can check it off.” He smirks, bringing his hand under my dress and finding my pussy. “You’re so wet for me.”
I tilt my head back and moan as he takes control. “Yes.”
He rubs my clit before sliding down and thrusts his fingers inside me. I gasp at how amazing the intrusion feels. Noah captures my mouth, and I widen my legs as he fills me deeper.
“Baby girl, you’re so tight.” He pulls out, then pushes in two digits. “I have a feeling I’m gonna embarrass myself when I finally get inside you.”
Wrapping my hands around his neck, I pull him in for an intense kiss. “I thought we weren’t gonna be embarrassed with each other anymore, remember? Because if that’s the case, don’t look at my stretch marks and cellulite.”
“I love everything about you, even the things you think are imperfections.”
His fingers slide up my slit before he brings them to his mouth and sucks.
“You have any goddamn idea how long I’ve dreamed of tasting you? Fuckin’ hell.” He growls.
“Don’t stop,” I plead. “More.”
“I wanna see all of you.” He unzips my dress and unclasps my bra, then admires every inch of me as he undresses me.
“Now you,” I say eagerly, reaching forward to touch him.
“I’m all yours, sweetheart.”
I lower his boxers, and when his cock springs free, I stroke him. His eyes roll to the back of his head as he fists my hair. “Totally worth the wait.”
Grinning, I lower to my knees to put him in my mouth, and the moment I do, Noah releases an animalistic groan. “Katie, baby. Fuck. That feels way too good.”
Though it’s been a long-ass time since I’ve done this to a man, it feels natural and right with him. I glide my tongue along his velvety soft skin, and he shakes against me.
After a moment, Noah lifts me back to my feet and playfully throws me on the bed. I yelp in surprise as I bounce on the mattress, then move to the middle. He towers over me, and our tongues tangle together in a heated kiss.
I’m close to begging him to get inside me when he spreads my thighs and dives between them like a starved man. As he sucks my clit and fingers my pussy, my breathing goes ragged. It only takes seconds for an orgasm to build, and then I’m screaming out my release.
“Mmm…” He buries his face in me, then licks his lips. “I could stay here forever.”
“Shut it and get up here.” I laugh.
His mouth crashes against mine as he palms my breast and pinches my nipple. “I can’t get enough of you,” he whispers.
“I need you inside me now,” I demand. “Bare.”
Noah raises a brow. “You’re sure? Tyler gave me a big-ass box of condoms, the fucker.”
I snort. “I’m on the pill and used condoms after Gabe.”
Noah scowls and furrows his brows. “I don’t like the idea of other men with you.”
Sucking in my lower lip to hide my amusement, I thread my fingers through his hair. “Trust me, you’ve always been the only one I’ve wanted.”
Leaning in, he captures my bottom lip, then winks. “Is that why you nearly squeezed my head off with your thighs?”
Rolling my eyes, I adjust myself under him until I can feel his hardness against my clit. “Fuck. Me.”
Noah’s gaze hardens as he positions himself at my entrance and slowly pushes in.
My back nearly flies off the bed at the thickness and the delicious way he’s stretching me.
Emotions flood me. It’s impossible for me to put into words how much I love him and how long I’ve been waiting for this very moment.
“You have no idea how good you feel,” he whispers hoarsely when he thrusts the rest of the way.
I wrap my legs around his waist and match his rhythm. “It’s heaven.”
Noah sucks on my neck and ear as we pour over a decade’s worth of unrequited feelings into this moment. He kisses every inch he can, and as I near my climax, he rubs my clit and pushes me over the edge.
“Oh fuck,” I breathe out, panting.
“Sweetheart. I’m not gonna last much longer.”
“Come inside me, Noah,” I tell him.
“You’re sure?” His eyes meet mine, and for a moment, we’re suspended in time. When I said I wanted all of him, I meant it.
“Yes, positive.”
Noah latches on my neck and sucks my collarbone. The sensation of his body on mine sends shivers down my spine, and the urge to have more of him erupts through me.
“Deeper,” I say with a smirk. “Much deeper.”
He lifts both my legs and rests them on his shoulders. “Better grip the sheets, baby.”
Noah towers over me, and goes so deep, I come again. The moment I arch my back, Noah groans, and releases inside me.
“Holy shit,” he groans in my ear. “So goddamn good.”
We lay together, catching our breath as he holds me in his arms. After a moment, he turns on his side and stares at me.
“Now I’m not trying to sound arrogant or anything, but I think you can successfully say this has been your best birthday yet.”
I blush. “Take me in the shower, and it just might be.”
“I think we can make that happen.”
The day after my birthday, I could barely walk up and down the stairs.
I felt like a college student doing the walk of shame, but Owen had a sleepover at my mom’s, so I took advantage of every minute alone with Noah.
And soreness or not, it was hella worth it.
I wanted to stay with him all weekend, but I had to get home before Owen returned.
“Good mornin’,” Missy says as she cheerfully enters the break room. It’s Wednesday, which means I’ve successfully made it through half of the week.
“Morning.” I sip my coffee, needing it to bring life into my soul.
“Late night?” she asks, and I nod.
Since the weekend, Noah and I have stayed up texting or talking on the phone, so neither of us has gotten much sleep.
I won’t see him again till Friday night when he comes over for movies and popcorn.
He promised Owen they could watch Star Wars.
I hope to explain that he’ll be seeing a lot more of Noah.
While Owen doesn’t need to know the details of my dating life, he’ll have to keep this secret to himself—for a little while at least.
Besides Gemma and Everleigh, only Belinda, Jerry, and my parents know.
And I’ll keep it that way to protect my son.
Of course my best friends were ecstatic and excited for us.
I’m close with my mom, so I wouldn’t be able to lie to her even if I tried.
Eventually, I told her the truth that Noah stayed at the new house and explained how we ended up together.
She knew my marriage to Gabe was rocky and had mentioned me dating again, though at the time, I wasn’t interested.
She’s always liked Noah and is happy for us.
Ultimately my in-laws will find out, and though they won’t accept it, they’ll have to get over it. I would love it if they could welcome Noah into our lives permanently, but I’m not holding my breath.