Chapter 29 Audrey
Twenty-Nine: Audrey
You Are In Love - Taylor Swift
The rest of the day passes with minimal issues. Kristen apologizes to Noah and her brother, but that doesn’t stop her from flirting with my brother a few times. He looks confused at first, but in true Connor fashion, he meets her with all sorts of charm.
When he offers her a piece of gum, she takes a bite and spits it out immediately.
“What the heck is this?”
“Green apple flavored gum,” he replies matter-of-factly.
“Yeah, but why?”
“Right?” I chime in.
Connor rolls his eyes. “Why does everyone hate my gum so much? It’s delicious.”
Kristen sticks out her tongue in disgust. “I think I’d prefer black licorice, and that crap is gross.”
“Well, there go the wedding plans.” I snap my fingers before smirking at Connor. “Guess you’re going to need to find a girl that likes apples as much as you, huh?”
Noah pulls me into his side. “I don’t think anyone could love apples as much as Connor does.”
The room erupts with laughter and it almost feels like we all have a clean slate.
It’s been a long day and as Noah and I get ready for bed, an electric sexual tension flutters around us. This is the first time we are truly alone in our own space. It’s about damn time.
I slip into his bedroom wearing one of his T-shirts over a mostly sheer black bra and underwear set, but seeing him on the bed in just his boxers has me slipping his shirt over my head confidently. When it lands on the floor beside me, his eyes scan my body. “Auddie.”
We stare at each other for a long time, unmoving.
“I’m sorry I’m so late,” Noah whispers, approaching me. “I’m choosing you, you hear me?”
He brings my lips to his and as we make out tears start to fall from my eyes.
“Hey, what’s wrong?”
He pulls me onto the bed.
“I don’t even know why I’m crying,” I tell him, wiping my eyes.
“It’s a lot, isn’t it?” he replies, covering me with a blanket.
I sigh. “I don’t want to mess this up.”
“Baby, there’s nothing you can say or do to mess anything up. Trust me.” His hand presses into my cheek, brushing away stray tears.
“I just ruined our first time!”
“Auddie, I’ve wanted you for a long time, but we don’t need to rush it, okay? Present-day gentleman Noah who loves you is battling with sixteen-year-old horndog Noah right now. But you’re the boss here.”
My eyes pop up to meet his. He gives me a shocked expression as if he didn’t mean for the words to slip out.
He sits up with the biggest smile on his face. “I didn’t mean to say it so soon, but it’s how I feel—how I’ve always felt.”
I shift so I’m sitting on his lap. “I love you, too. I never stopped. I just put you in a box in the back of my head and pretended I didn’t feel anything for you. It’s you Noah. It’s always been you.”
Fresh tears fall from my eyes and Noah tears up right along with me, pulling me against him.
I rest my forehead against his. “Can we pretend for tonight, that there’s never been other people, that this is both of our first times?”
His eyes close and he lets out a long breath. “Yes, please.”
My fingers trail along his firm chest. “Have you always used condoms?”
His eyes snap towards me. “Yeah. Safety first.”
“Me too … and I’m on the pill. Also, not to expose myself, but it’s been many months without sex … like almost nine.”
Noah’s expression grows borderline angry. “What an asshole.”
I shake my head. “Sorry, like I said … ruining things by oversharing.”
“Audrey Isabella Mendez, look at me.” My eyes land on him and he flashes me a coy smile. “You could never ruin anything.”
“Okay,” I whisper before kissing him again.
His blue eyes darken. “You realize once this happens—once we do this—there’s no going back?”
My smile widens. “Well, then we might as well do it right the first time.”
Noah looks at me with his brow raised. “Do it right?”
I lean into his shoulder, kissing his ear lobe. “Yeah, I want you to be the first and last guy to come inside me. With nothing between us.”
“Auddie Girl,” Noah whispers before kissing me again.
He rolls us so I’m laying down and he’s on top of me. My arms wrap around his waist and when his hand trails the underside of my bra, a small giggle slips out.
It’s quickly replaced with a moan when his thumb brushes over the fabric.
“I can’t believe I’m touching you in my bed … in my house,” he whispers with disbelief in his voice, as if he’s in awe of this moment.
His hands fumble to lower the cups of my bra and I let out a giggle.
“Shut up, I’m nervous,” he groans out. “I’ve waited a long time for this moment.”
“I always pictured us being awkward our first time, but I never expected you to be nervous. I imagined a strong, confident, Noah.”
Noah’s eyes shine with mischief. “Fine, I can do that.”
He grabs me, arching my back, igniting a squeal from me. His fingers quickly unclasp my bra and a moment later he’s thrown it across the room.
Standing, he quickly grabs the sides of my underwear, tugging them down my legs.
“Holy shi-shit,” I murmur.
Noah’s eyes scan my body with a hunger I’ve never seen from him. It’s like a switch has flipped in his mind.
“Fuuuucccck, baby,” he groans, leaning down to kiss my lips again. “I don’t even know where to start,” he says, but as he trails his mouth down my neck and to my chest, I’m quite confident he knows exactly where he’s starting.
His tongue darts out of his mouth, flicking my nipple and I let out a squeak. I feel the smile on his face as he does it again and again, his other hand cupping my other breast.
“You're perfection,” he mumbles, sucking harder. “I missed my girls.”
“Your girls?”
“Yes, Maria and Mabel,” he jokes with a wicked grin.
I can’t help but laugh. “Jesus, No. What a weird choice.”
“Too bad, now can I get back to giving them a lovedown or are there any other concerns you have?”
“Nope, as you were!”
“Good, I owe them at least fifteen kisses each,” he says, before planting a long kiss on my right breast.
My hands fall into his hair. “Okay, suck up.”
“Hickeys?” he asks with a playful expression.
I let out a giddy laugh. “I used to daydream you’d cover my neck with hickeys, but don’t you dare. Let’s have an ‘out of sight, out of mind’ approach here. Also, anywhere you hickey on me, I can hickey on you. Deal?”
He doesn't respond, but his mouth dances across the skin from my collar bone down to my hip, leaving a steady stream of marks in his path.
His mouth moves between my thighs causing my whole body to arch in response.
He licks in a steady rhythm that has me screaming out.
It shocks him, his coy smile and wide eyes betraying his reaction. But it also shocks me. I always assumed I was quiet in bed, but the noises he’s drawing out of me might wake the entire neighborhood if he keeps it up.
When his finger enters me, I’m left moaning, my desire continuing to build. He moves slowly, as if he’s trying to hit me in every single spot, or maybe he’s edging me. Finally his mouth and fingers do a tango, until I'm coming undone and screaming out with pleasure .
“One second, Noah,” I whisper, pulling his face away from my body.
“You okay?”
I bite my lip, realizing that everything about tonight is going to be completely different than what I’m used to. “Oh, hell yes. I just … it’s my turn.” I put weight against his shoulder. “Lay down.”
I stare at his body, shaking my head as my hand trails down his toned abs. “I think someone made you by hand for me, Noah.”
When my hand reaches the edge of his boxers, a boyish grin moves across his face.
And when my hand connects with his dick, I can’t hide my smile.
He’s rock hard and when I tug his boxers down, his erection stands at full attention.
My mouth hangs open in anticipation. Even though he’s been in my mouth the last few nights, knowing I have all of him without fear of someone hearing us has me giddy.
I let my hand wrap around his length, he responds with a groan as I move my hand up and down slowly.
Watching his expression gives me the confidence I’ve never felt in the bedroom before as I continue to stroke him.
“Fuck, Audrey. Just … fuck.” He groans, grabbing my wrist.
“What’s wrong?” I ask him.
He shakes his head. “I was getting way too close.”
“Oh.” I throw my hair over my shoulder, sliding up his body to kiss him again, but he grabs me, flipping me onto my back.
His lips find mine again and my body reaches out to him, wrapping itself around him.
He enters me with a slow shift of the hips; his eyes are trained on my face, as if he’s watching to see my reaction.
I wince at his girth and he hesitates.
“Keep going, Noah. Please don’t stop.”
Never stop.
He kisses me, pulling out before re-entering a little bit further each time, allowing my body time to adjust.
I shift my legs around his waist as his speed picks up.
“I’ve waited a lifetime for you, Noah,” I whisper. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” he replies, kissing along my neck. “Forever.”
We cling to each other like lost lovers, eyes locked on each other as if neither of us wants to miss a single moment of this, our bodies moving in a perfect rhythm. When his warmth fills me, I know that I’m home and that nothing will ever beat the feelings Noah gives me.