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“I am having a great night,” she whispered, keeping her eyes closed and relaxing against him.
“Me, too,” he agreed. His hands caressed her hair.
She leaned back to look into his eyes. “I want us to be together tonight.”
His eyes widened and he looked like he was breathing hard. “You mean…?”
She nodded and giggled. “Did I just shock you?”
He nodded and hugged her, picking her feet off the ground. He twirled her in a circle. “I thought it would be another year before you gave me a sign you were ready to kick it up a notch. I am not going to lie, angel. I was dying a slow, painful death.”
“Let’s get out of here, then,” she suggested. The desire was clear on his face, and it elevated her own flames. Butterflies danced in her belly, and she felt anxious to be alone with him. It was scary letting her guard down, yet thrilling.
Chance practically dragged her out of the club, and they were driving down the dark highway before she could blink. Noelle felt amused. The radio was on low, and she felt good about this decision. She felt more energetic than she had in a long time and knew it was due to his presence in her life.
She put her hand on his thigh and rubbed. She swore his bulge got bigger. “I miss being with you, Chance. This last month was calming and sweet. It gave me time to adjust and figure out what I wanted. I’m ready to take it further now.”
“I’m pleased to hear that,” he admitted. “The dark circles from under your eyes are gone and you’re gaining weight.”
She put her hand on her stomach, feeling self-conscious. If she didn’t eat he gave her his “I mean business” look. “Is that bad?”
“No,” he said firmly. “I worry about your health. I don’t care what your size is. I know everything that happened between us and losing the baby depressed you. I didn’t want you not eating because you were sad. I want you healthy and whole.”
“Talking with you about our child has helped,” she said softly, and it had. She would never stop grieving, but the pain was not so intense. Quinn listened, but she didn’t know what to say. Chance cried with her and assured her he would help her push past the grief, and he had done exactly that. He treated her like fine china, and she reveled in it at first. Now she was ready for more. She wanted to be treated like a healthy, desirable woman.
“I feel hopeful.” She felt slightly nervous, but the feeling of excitement was prevailing. He pulled into her driveway, and soon they were headed up the porch stairs. She held his hand, her steps feeling light.
* * * *
Chance stood in front of Noelle and absorbed the desire, the excitement, and love in her eyes. She made him feel weak-kneed. He had faced dangerous situations and even death, but right now he felt shaky and nervous.
Noelle was the balm to his achy soul, and he needed her. She looked up at him with trust, and he wanted to never betray that trust again.
“I feel like this is our first time all over again,” she whispered, but she didn’t look scared. She looked eager, and that fueled the fire he was already feeling deep inside. Her arms were wrapped around his neck. She had always been so eager to please him, and he bathed in it. This time, he wanted to please her. He lowered his head and kissed her. She opened wide without any hesitation. Their tongues intertwined, and he felt it down to his toes. His body came alive as if it recognized its lost mate. They were both breathing hard, and he wasn’t sure who was holding who up. He glanced at her bed, remembering all the times he had been in it, yet now it felt new all over again. Her bed was made all nice and neat, but soon, if he had his way, it would not look like that.
“It will be better this time because I appreciate what I have with you, and I know I want us to be together forever.” He didn’t want her to feel pressured, but he did want her to know she belonged to him, and his plan was to spend his life making sure she always had a sparkle in her eyes.
He traced the edges of her lacy pink bra. Her shirt had disappeared in the living room as soon as he shut and locked her front door. Her nipples were like stones through the thin silk material. He unclasped the bra, letting it fall to the floor. He cupped her breast and rolled her pretty pink nipple between his thumb and finger. She closed her eyes and moaned with the pleasure she was feeling. She was so open and so responsive to his touch. It heated him up inside and melted his heart. She never tried to hide how much she enjoyed everything he did to her. He flicked his tongue over her areola. He suckled on the tip, and he felt her fingers grip his hair. He was letting it grow a bit.
He slipped her navy blue skirt down her legs along with her panties. He laid her on the bed gently and started kissing her from her neck to her shoulder. He couldn’t resist tasting the berry of her breast again. He sucked it between his teeth.
“God, I missed you, Chance,” she moaned. “I missed the feel of your hands and mouth on me. It kept me awake in agony so many nights thinking I would never feel like this again.”
“Well, tonight we are about to get reacquainted very well. I am going to show you how much I ached for you, too,” he assured her. She opened her eyes and giggled. “I suggest you get naked, then. Otherwise, this might not work.”
She was so beautiful she made his throat swell with powerful emotions. He took off his clothes, but he studied every square inch of her creamy skin. Her breasts were full and round. Her stomach was flat. Hopefully someday she would carry another child there, but this time he would be around.
“Do I need protection?” he asked her, glad he had a couple of condoms in his wallet.
She shook her head no. “I got on the pill after the miscarriage.”
Her long legs were closed, hiding his favorite part of her.
“Open your legs, angel. Let me see your pretty pink pussy. You are so wet for me.” His voice sounded rough, but he was so aroused it was painful. He had gone without, and his body was eager to end his celibacy.
She obeyed him even as her cheeks turned pink. He could see her pink folds shining with moisture. “Being without you was hell, Noelle. Never again.”
She nodded and reached out her hand for him to take. He didn’t hesitate. He took it and hovered over her. Their lovemaking had always been hot and frenzied. Tonight, he would take it slow, even if it killed him. He caressed her smooth, satiny thighs with his hands until he found her treasure. She was wet and hot. He loved the feel of his fingers sliding through the wetness of her pussy. The little sounds she tried to hold in drove him nuts. He inserted his fingers deep until he found her clit. It was swollen and wanting attention. “You are sweeter than honey. I remember your taste.”
