I let out a cry, piercing the night, and do exactly as he commands.
I come for him.
18
NOAH
Rue Iverson soaks my fingers,and it’s fucking heaven. In fact, it might be enough to warrant the last fucking decade I’ve served in prison. Her nails dig into my scalp, and I stroke her until she’s completely finished pulsing around my fingers.
Her breaths come out ragged, as she loosens her grip on me.
But I’m not done. I bring my fingers to my mouth, taste her, groan, and then shove her jeans down the rest of the way. I don’t stop until one leg is completely free.
She whimpers against the cold, but it doesn’t last long. I set my cock free, and then hoist her up into the air, lining myself up with her cunt, that’s now on full display for me.
And it’s beautiful.She’sbeautiful. But I’m not telling her that.
I press myself into her, the warmth of her pussy swallowing my dick like it was always meant to. “Fuck, Rue.” I bury deep in her, the feeling almost enough to send me over the edge, given how long it’s been. I rest my forehead against the tree behind her, the sensation almost too much to bear.
I pause like that for a moment, just purely enjoying the way she feels, her body against mine and me inside of her. My fingersdig into her ass, I take a deep breath, and then pull back and thrust.
She lets out a sharp little breath and wraps her arms around me. “You feel so good, Noah.”
Her words light a fire in my chest, and drive into her, over and over, just to keep hearing the way her whimpers morph from moans to cries. I grunt as I pound her, my body slapping against hers. She breathes heavily, along with me, and that synchrony sends me over the edge.
I race to finish, chasing the high until I explode deep inside of her pussy. “Rue,” I groan, sweat rolling down the side of my face. “Fuck, I hate you so goddamn much.”
“I know,” she whispers, her hot tears soaking my neck. “I know.”
She clings to me while our breaths slow, and right as I’m about to set her down, I pause, the warm glow of the porch light kicking back on.
What the hell?
“Rue!” Her mother’s voice cuts through the night. “Where did you go? I decided I needed to take a bath. Get in here!”
She lets out a sigh, tipping her head back to meet my gaze. “Duty calls.”
“We’re not done with this,” I say, my voice low. “It’s not over, Rue.”
Her expression softens, tearing through every fucking wall I’ve erected in the last decade. “I don’t want it to be.”
“Rue!” The voice comes again.
“Coming!” She shouts back, as I help her back into her jeans. “I was looking for Bullet.”
“He’s inside,” her mother snaps back, sounding so annoyed it makes me cringe.
“There’s someone else in the woods.” Rue’s voice is a whisper, as her eyes meet mine. “Please be careful.”
“Okay,” I say, my chest already aching from this fucked up feeling of closeness to her, and a brief moment of her actually giving a shit about me. “Thanks for the heads up.”
Rue buttons her jeans, gives me one last nod, and then darts back to the house, leaving me to watch her go.Again.
Her ass bounces as she climbs up the steps, gazing back over shoulder just once as she lands on the porch. I hate how attractive she is. I hate how bad I want her all over again. She steps inside, peering down at her mom in a wheelchair, and then closes the door.
‘I loved you, Noah.’Her words spin through my head in a way that leaves more confused than ever. And I can’t decide if I’m pissed, happy, or just horny.
I should’ve asked her about the Marshals that showed up,I chide myself, and ensure that my jeans are buttoned back. I tug my coat around me, and then watch the light pattern in the house, imagining Rue moving through and taking care of her mom.
