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“Demanding. I like it,” I say with a grin, leaning over her as she continues to stroke my desperate cock. God how I want to get off inside her warm, tight cunt.
I move against her, her body opening as I begin to fill her up. She’s so tight, so pure and sweet, and all I want is to make her feel good. Like all her dreams could come true.
“God,” I tell her. “I fucking love you.”
Her eyes widen as I move deeply against her, our fingers lacing and our eyes meeting. Our hearts beating on a constant, steady rhythm and I don't regret what I said. Not for a single second.
“You what?” she asks, gathering her thoughts as I take her breath away.
“Love you.” I kiss her again. Her lips as sweet as her pussy, her legs wrapping around me as we roll over, trading places, her riding me as I look up into her eyes.
“Don’t play with me,” she says her hands on my chest. “I can’t take that.”
“I’m not,” I say, running my hands over her soft skin. “Love at first sight is real, Noelle. At least it is when it comes to me and you.”
She blinks quickly as I thrust inside her, her hips stilling as she absorbs my words.
“Is the timing wrong?” I ask. “Should I have waited until after—”
She presses her hand over my mouth. “No. It’s perfect. It’s… everything.”
I pull her to me, kissing her again, sitting up so she is in my lap — our bodies close together, our hearts beating as one. “I love you too, Brooks. And I don’t care if that sounds crazy.”
“We can be crazy together.”
She laughs, eyes glassy with love, and I pull her deeper to me, my cock buried inside of her, both of us exactly where we belong.NoelleWe make love in the bedroom, the shower, and in the kitchen when we get our midnight snack of milk and cookies. I know I’ve made Brooks’ naughty list, but when I drop to my knees and take his thickness into my mouth, I think maybe I’ll earn my way onto his nice list too.
I have rug burn on my knees and I don’t care. Not even a little. I love Brooks and he loves me and while there is so much to learn about one another, there is plenty of time for that. We have our entire lives.
He cradles me in his arms, pulling a throw blanket over us both, and we fall asleep under the Christmas tree.
“Don’t you need to get home to Scout?” I ask as he wraps his arms around me.
“No, my parents knew I’d be with you tonight.”
“They know?”
He chuckles, kissing my forehead. “Yes, they knew I’d fallen for you, it was kind of hard to miss.”
We fall asleep like that, cozy and secure, and it’s the safest I’ve maybe ever felt. At least since Mom and Dad died. Because the person I am with, cares about making sure my heart is okay, cares about making sure I feel safe and protected.
We wake to people knocking on my door and I look at the clock. “Crap,” I say, it’s after nine am.
A groggy Brooks sits up. His morning hard-on is the biggest distraction I’ve ever seen.
“It’s James’ family, I think. For the wedding decorations. Can you get dressed?” I pull on my panties and run to my room for a bathrobe. Then I open my front door.
But it isn’t James’ family.
It’s Sophia.
“Hey,” she says. Her eyes are rimmed in red and bloodshot. Her makeup sliding down her face. She’s still in last night’s dress, with an oversized hoodie thrown over her minidress.
“Come in, I wasn’t expecting you, you look…”
“I know.” She throws her hands in the air. “I look awful. And I should because I feel awful too.” She’s crying, wiping her eyes, and walking into my house and I hope like hell Brooks managed to pull on some pants. “Wait, what — who?” She shakes her head. “You have company.”
I swallow hard as Sophia turns to me. “He slept over?”
I nod. “Yeah, Brooks, Sophia. Sophia, Brooks.”
Her shoulders start shaking all over again. “Oh my god, I can’t. I just can’t.”
Brooks frowns. “I’m going to make some coffee.”
“It’s in the—”
He smiles. “I got this, babe.” He leaves the room and Sophia is practically hyperventilating.
“Babe? Did he just call you babe?”
“Yeah,” I say, feeling confused. “Why?”
“It’s just so typical. Isn’t it?”
“I’m missing something, Sophia. What’s going on?”
“Are you guys like, a thing?” she asks.
Brooks pops his head in the room. “Yeah, we’re in love.” I bite back a smile. Okay, so it wasn’t some Christmas fantasy I dreamt up. This is real. Brooks and I are actually, officially, together.
Sophia’s eyes practically pop out of her head.
“Is it so hard to believe I would be in love?” I ask her.
