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“Noelle—”
“I want you to come inside me, please,” she said, a little breathless, “I want you to come so hard that I feel your cock pulsing inside of me.”
“Fuck. Noelle. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be than inside you, sweetheart.”
I couldn’t stop, as I began thrusting in and out as she clung to me, forcing me in deeper, forcing me to ram deep inside of her each time I moved. I grunted with focus as I closed my eyes, rested my forehead against hers, tried to ignore the intimacy of the situation, because if I looked at her straight in her eyes as I came in her, I knew I would never be able to go back. “I’m close—”
And I did, then, open my eyes to watch her because, well… I was gone for her. So completely gone for this girl. And it was definitely, one hundred percent Noelle’s fault.
Because she had sucked me in and made me feel all of these things for her, until I ended up wanting her in a way that was so unlike me.
But God, as I finally came, spilling inside of her, watching her gasp as my warm seed filled her completely—I couldn’t help but lock eyes with her.
And this, the slow thrusts I gave her as I found my release, it felt like making love.
We stayed that way, as I collapsed on top of her, my head between her breasts, panting, with me trying to slow my breathing, for much longer than was necessary.
“God, that was…”
“Yeah,” she said. “Yeah.”
Finally, I pulled out of her, ignoring the whine from Noelle as I slid off of her—already missing the feeling of being inside her warmth. After I went to the bathroom to clean myself and Noelle did the same, I pulled her back into my arms and held her tight.
Because I never wanted to let her go.
We laid there, intimately, intertwined, naked together. She grew quiet in my arms, and I peered down at her. “What are you thinking?” I asked, hand trailing down to her spine as I brushed a thumb over her skin.
“I just… well. Matthew, I don’t even know how old you are.” Noelle’s big brown eyes held my gaze, and I could feel my heart beating in my chest. Why did she unnerve me so much? Why did one look from this girl make me feel like there was nothing else in the world but her and I?
“I’m thirty.” I wasn’t sure what she expected, but I could tell from the shocked expression on her face it wasn’t that. “What?”
“Nothing.” Her eyes crinkled at the corners, and I instantly wanted to run my finger over her face to smooth her smile lines. “I just thought you were older.” Now her fingers moved to my arm, trailing up my bicep slowly. As if neither one of us could resist touching the other.
“Is my age a problem, Noelle?”
“No. No, of course not. I don’t mind you being older than me, Matthew. I want you; you know that?”
I nodded. “Yeah, baby.” I buried my head in her neck. “Because I knew, from the moment I saw you, that you were mine. And I had to keep you. Had to figure out a way to have you, my sweet girl.”
“Then…” There was a pregnant pause. “I… Matthew, what do you want in life?”
I blinked. “You.” I didn’t even hesitate. It was a shock, how fast that had dropped from my lips, but nothing had ever felt more right. “Is that… okay? I know we haven’t known each other all that long but… I want you in my life, Noelle. I told you, you’re mine.” I picked up her hand and placed a tender kiss on the top of it.She sighed, rolling back into my arms to rest her head back against my chest.
When she didn’t say anything, I added something else. Another truth. “I’ve never felt like this with anyone. I’ve never felt this much for anyone. It’s never been like this with anyone.”
Was she suddenly insecure? I had known her for almost three months, and I had never seen her be anything other than confident, loud, and self-assured, always. But now, she seemed… quiet. “I feel the same,” she finally admitted, “like I saw you, and something in my heart stopped. My soul said it’s him, and no matter what I do, I just can’t forget about you. Like I… I was meant to be with you.”
“Noelle,” I said, pulling her up into a sitting position, cupping her face in between my palms. “If you want me, you want this—us… Then I’ll do whatever I can to make you happy. To make this work.”
“So, we’re together, then?”
“Damn right we are, baby.” I laughed, and then I kissed her again, over, and over.
I kissed her like I was starved—like she was the only thing I wanted in this world. I couldn’t bring myself to worry, because she was in my arms, her lips were parting, her hands were twining around my neck, and sweet God, her tongue was in my mouth. If I could be kissing Noelle, feeling her nip at my lip with her clever teeth, feel her body fitted against my own, hear her release that little sigh in the back of her throat, why would I ever bother doing anything else?
“I think you’ve ruined me, Noelle.”
She rolled over on her stomach, looking at me. Her arms were crossed on the pillow, and I resisted the urge to bend over and kiss her bare shoulder. Again.
