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“I’m sorry. I — ugh.”
He moved his pelvis and changed the angle inside me, bringing another wave of sensation through me. He shook his head. “You don’t need to apologize for anything. The aim is to forget, right?”
I nod. He was right, I needed to forget. And I’m guessing he needed to as well.
Allowing myself to move back into the moment, I clenched around him. A low growl escaped him, and his pace increased a little more but he was still far too controlled.
“Hands above your head, Ev.” He panted and I could tell he was struggling to hold it together. “Grab onto the headboard andlift your chest. I want to suck on those pretty nipples while I’m inside you.”
The tightening of my muscles was totally involuntary that time. His words brought back a rush of memories. Even all those years ago, that was his thing, to lick and suck at my breasts while he was moving inside me.
I did as he asked, relishing the smooth feel of the wooden rungs of the headboard. He had pulled me low enough on the bed that I had to stretch my body before I could arch it to his mouth. Still, just the idea that I was on display for him in that way, raised my own arousal and I increased my own pace. One hand dropped to his back. My nails dug into the hard muscle no doubt marring the smooth skin.
Noah’s pace increased once more to match mine. Still, he kissed and tugged at my nipples. The fire burning through my veins as another impending orgasm overwhelmed me. I closed my eyes and threw my head back.
“No, babe. I want your eyes. Look at me when you come.” His pace increased as I easily complied with his request. “Everything you feel, plays out in those pretty blue eyes. I don’t want to miss a moment of it.”
“Noah.” His words made me lose my breath. Surely, he didn’t want to see all I was feeling at that moment. Everything about us being together was more than I expected, or remembered. More heat, more lust, and more emotion. I would let him see it, but if he wasn’t prepared for what he would find, I may well wake up alone in the morning.
I knew the moment it registered what he had asked for. What he saw in my eyes. His melted chocolate eyes widened and softened. Noah was not afraid of what he saw. At least, I hoped not. It was not a declaration of undying love, but it was an admission that we were connected. And not just because we shared a history, and a child. And not even because I was scaredand he wanted to protect me. What was happening between us was new and fresh and just about us. Something neither of us had even seen coming.
I bit down on my lip, maintaining eye contact with him as my orgasm took over.
“Come for me, Ev.” Noah's voice had a steely edge to it. “Come right fucking now.”
His name was once again a loud chant. My body went tight enough that it triggered his orgasm. A growl erupted from deep inside him, something primal, natural and all for me. His body stiffened as he let go. It was a sight to behold.
Noah collapsed alongside me. Both of us panting, with a sheen of sweat coating our bodies. As soon as he caught his breath, he got up and went to the ensuite bathroom to get rid of the condom. When he climbed back into bed, he pulled me into his body and held me close, ensuring I slept all night.
He did what he set out to do. He made me forget.
19
NOAH
As a Marine, working weekends never bothered me. Sure, when we were stateside, we were more inclined to a normal week but that happened so seldom that I was usually at a loss for something to do on Saturday or Sunday.
I always thought that when I went into the private sector I would eventually get used to it, and not want to work on weekends. Yet, barely a few weeks into the job, and there I was on a Saturday morning, sitting in a conference room waiting for a meeting to start.
To be fair, the meeting was about Everly. Or, at least, what had happened at her house the night before. Nick and Lilly were both on their way in.
We were warned that Lilly had spent a few hours bent over a toilet bowl and she wasn’t happy about it. I knew she had been coming into the office a little later since she wanted the worst of the morning sickness to be dealt with before dealing with people.
While I was eternally grateful that she had made an exception for Everly, I understood where she was coming from. I didn’t like dealing with people during the best of times, I couldn’t imagine trying to handle it when I was sick.
A sad smile played at my lips as I wondered if Everly had experienced morning sickness. Did she cry a lot? What did she crave? I wondered if she would have a similar experience next time around.
My breath stilted and my heart pounded on that thought. I was getting ahead of myself. Did Everly even want a next time around? Did I?
I still didn’t think I was good husband material. And I had to devote all my attention to the kid that I did have. And would Everly even want me?
After the events of the night before I thought so. Then, the more time we spent together in the morning not talking about what happened, the less sure I became. My days for short flings were long gone. One-night stands were few and far between, but they were the only way I got laid in the last few years. I tried the relationship thing, twice. Both times it was cut short because I was not enough. I was not home enough, or I didn’t see her enough or my family enough. And after that second woman cheated on me, I swore off women.
Everly was different though. Even after all this time, she never brought up my family. I was almost certain that she didn’t know that I was related to John Moore and Margaret Nash.
Since Mrs. Salinger served breakfast between seven and nine, and never a minute over, we’d both made our way downstairs pretty early. Even though her car had been fixed, Everly had left it at The Reverse Cowgirl the night before. I told her to use my car to fetch Skylar from dancing and that I would get one of the guys to take me to fetch hers later.
She accepted the offer and then complained about men and big cars as she climbed into the Ford Territory.
