Still, when he sees me, he leaps to his feet with his hands up. “Nothing happened, baby.”
Her smirk only grows as she presses her thumb to her lips as if to wipe off his kiss. Rolling my eyes, I walk around the desk and nudge her off it with my hip. She struggles on her heels, glaring at me as Noah pleads with his eyes, reaching for me hesitantly, as if he thinks I’ll push him away.
This bitch.
“I know nothing happened. It’s obvious you wanted me to misunderstand,” I tell her. “I’m not going to give you what you want. I trust Noah and our love. When will you give up?”
Grabbing Noah’s neck, I pull him down and kiss him. His mouth opens automatically, and he grips me as he gasps, deepening the kiss. I stare at Amanda the entire time before pulling back when her face falls. “I think that’s what you were trying to do, right?” Turning to Noah, I slide my hand down to his arm and interlace our fingers. “Sorry I’m late. I didn’t mean to worry you. I was having a meal with your father. He gave us some food for tonight.”
Heblinks at that, and I don’t bother sparing Amanda a look. “You can see yourself out, right? I’m starving.” I look at her. “And so, it seems, is he.”
She looks between me and Noah, and when he remains silent, she grabs her bag and storms out. I go to move around his desk when he reaches for me.
“Mackie,” he says.
I narrow my eyes, and he gulps. The fear is back, and I know I need to remind him that he belongs to me.
FORTY-ONE
“Mackie, Mackie,” I repeat until I tug him to a stop. “I’m sorry?—”
My eyes widen as he backs me up. “You’re going to fuck me right here, understood?”
“Mackie—”
“Now,” he orders, and I don’t argue twice. I shove my pants down then turn him and bend him over my desk. If he wants me to claim him, then I will.
I have never felt as much fear as I did when he walked in and I saw his expression drop for a moment. The idea that I would ever do something like that to him destroys me, not to mention the fact that I had to lie today about him not being mine, and then he was just gone. Well, I’m in a bad fucking mood, and I’m going to take it out on him, but he doesn’t care.
My lips slide up his spine as he shivers. I make quick work of his pants, and he presses his perfect ass back against my hard cock, begging for more. “You want this, baby? Want me inside you right here where she was?”
“Shut up and fuck me or else,” he hisses.
“Or else what, baby?” I murmur as I kick his legs open and slidemy hand down his ass, gripping his cock until he whines. “Or what?” I demand as I stroke him until he’s panting.
“Or . . . Or I’ll never fuck you again,” he rasps.
“Liar,” I murmur, biting his neck as I release his cock and slip my hand across his balls, teasing him before parting his ass and circling his hole. “You love my cock too much for that, love taking me inside you.”
“Noah,” he hisses, meeting my eyes over his shoulder in warning.
Grinning, I kiss his pulse and reach into my drawer, grabbing the new bottle and popping the cap. I slick my fingers and slide them down his ass and inside. He cries out, dropping his head onto the desk as I work my fingers inside him before pulling out. After covering my cock in lube, I line up with his pretty hole and yank his head up.
I can’t wait. I need to be inside him.
“Tell me what you want,” I command roughly, my eagerness hard to hide.
“Fuck me, Noah. Fuck me,” he cries out, arching his back to take me. Fuck, I love this boy so much. Pushing him down, I grab his hips and press my cock into him. I move slowly, but he has other ideas. With an impatient noise, he thrusts back, taking all of me.
“Fuck!” I bellow, my balls hitting his skin, his tight hole gripping my cock like velvet. “Goddamn it, baby.”
Grabbing the desk, he pulls from me and pushes back, working me deep inside him. I’m helpless as he takes over. Bending over him, I kiss his neck as he works himself on me, his little noises driving me wild until I can’t take any more.
“Hold on,” I warn as he grabs the edge of my desk and pushes back to take me deeper.
“Noah!” he cries out.
“That’s it, cry my name, baby. Let them all know you’re mine,” I snap, gripping his hips meanly. “No matter what I said today, we both know you’re mine. This ass”—I slap it, and he cries out—“is mine. This body is mine. This heart is mine, and I’m not letting you go.”
