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Running fingers through her hair, she nodded at the receptionist on the main desk of their apartment building and went straight for the elevator. There was no way she wanted to prolong this wait.
All she was interested in was getting to Noah.
Tapping her fingers against her thigh, she tried to stay calm and keep her emotions in check, but it wasn’t working.
She was so nervous.
What if Noah saw her lunch with Martin as a betrayal?
Shaking her head, she was thankful when the elevator came to a stop and she was able to walk out, rushing to the door.
She pushed in her key, unlocking the door, closing it behind her.
“Noah!”
She called his name a second time. There was no sound. No noise. Nothing.
“Look, I guess you heard about my lunch date with my ex, but it was nothing.”
She let out a scream as someone moved behind her. Before she could turn around, he had a hand wrapped around her mouth and her body crushed against his back.
For a split second, panic flooded her.
When he spoke, she felt this overwhelming hit of arousal. “I heard you had dinner with your ex, and now, it’s time for you to show me just how sorry you are.”
Noah grabbed her bag from her shoulder and threw it to the floor. He still had his hand across her mouth, and she moaned against the harshness of it, but didn’t stop, even as he moved them both to the bedroom.
The sight of that imposing bed didn’t have the effect she thought it would. She thought it would make her panic and worry. Instead, it filled her with excitement. He pressed his cock against her ass.
“My guy was watching you, Skye. He showed me everything. He showed me how angry you looked, how uncomfortable. I had to show incredible restraint not to come over there and beat the shit out of him. I wanted to.”
Noah tore at her clothes, stripping them from her body until she stood in nothing more than a set of the silky lingerie he’d given her.
“I love your body.” He ran his hands down. Her mouth was open now. She could scream, but the sounds coming from her were ones of pure pleasure.
She let out a cry as he gripped the fabric of her panties and yanked them off her. The fabric tore, but she didn’t care. He pushed her down to the bed so that she was on her knees.
Glancing over her shoulder at him, she moaned. He’d cupped her pussy, one finger sliding between her slit, two fingers deep inside her, drawing out her cream, and moving them over her clit.
“You’re so wet.” He teased her clit for a few strokes, driving her wild with need for him.
Noah pushed down on her back, and she followed his direction. She cried out as his lips were between her thighs.
In quick easy moves, he had her on her back, legs spread, waiting for him. She wanted to beg him to never stop. The words didn’t leave her mouth.
“Do you love him?” Noah asked, releasing her pussy to move up beside the bed.
She cried out as he grabbed her hands, and before she could stop him, cuffs wrapped around her wrists, securing her to the bed. She pulled on the chains.
“Look at me, Skye. Answer my question.”
She’d never allowed herself to be tied up by anyone else but Noah, since she was eighteen years old. Staring into Noah’s eyes, she didn’t panic. In fact, she felt incredibly … aroused. This was all new to her. Her trust in Noah shocked her, but she wasn’t going to stop.
“I won’t touch your pussy until you tell me.”
“I’m not in love with him.”
He teased his fingers over her pussy, rewarding her. He didn’t touch her clit, and she really, really wanted him to.
