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Fourteen
We talkedabout making food but ended up ordering pizza. When Noah mentioned garlic rolls, I practically drooled. After eating, we went into the theater room, and he turned on one of the superhero movies they’d made me watch a handful of times. It had several attractive men in tight suits, so I never complained.
I grabbed a blanket off the chair next to us and spread it out to cover both of us. We were cuddled together on one of the double seats, reclined, and way too comfortable for me to stay away through the ending.
“Hey, keep those eyes open.” Noah poked my side, making me jerk against him.
“No need to play dirty.” I shifted in his arms to rest my head on his chest.
I loved cuddling with him. He smelled clean, like manly soap, and was tickling my back as he gently scratched his nails up and down. Being this close to him, feeling my body pressed against his and him touching me brought back the memory of sleeping next to him on the cruise. The way we seemed to fit together while we slept and the morning I woke up to him touching me, well, more like cupping me. He’d been embarrassed, but I was too stunned by the sensations coursing through my body at the time to be.
It was the first time any of them had touched me like that, and now that I knew what it was like to have my breasts adored, I couldn’t help but want to repeat that morning. Heat washed over me at the thought of him seeing me, touching me, tasting me. My stomach tightened as white-hot desire built up.
He must have felt me tense because he looked down. “You okay?”
I couldn’t speak, so I nodded.
He stared back at me. Could he see my want? Could he feel how much I needed him?
I licked my lips, and his eyes trailed the movement. He shifted and sucked in a breath. Keeping my eyes on his, I inched my hand under his shirt and pressed my palm against his flat, toned stomach.
His lips parted, and I trailed a fingertip from his belly button down the thin path of hair to the top of his pants.
His eyes fluttered, and his breath came out in one heavy sigh. “Ave?”
I grinned and followed the same path up until I reached the spot between his pecs. I placed my hand against his burning skin and felt his heart race.
He reached out and put his hands on my waist, tugging me forward. I didn’t expect the teasing to dissolve into want so quickly, but I watched his expression change in a flash.
“You’re so beautiful,” he growled before kissing me hard.
I dug my fingers into him. My other hand was in his curls, holding him in place as I returned his heat with my own. His hands pushed my shirt up, and the feel of his touch on my bare skin consumed any logical thought. I wanted more. He leaned back, taking me with him until I was draped over him, our bodies aligned.
His mouth moved against mine while his hands slid down to my ass, and he squeezed. My hips automatically thrust against his, and he let out a groan. “Ave.”
My name sounded like a plea. He didn’t need to beg. I was ready to give him anything he wanted.
I paused, pulled just far enough away to give myself a second to think. Was I really ready for anything? For everything? Was he?
“Hey.” He tugged my chin up, so he could see my eyes. “Where’d you go?”
I sucked in a breath, and the action made my chest rub against his. Oh, man. Suddenly, I wanted so much.
“I don’t know what I’m ready for,” I admitted. My head was too fuzzy. I couldn’t think clearly. That was probably a sign I was going to make a mistake.
“Me either,” he panted the words. “We don’t have to do anything.”
I shook my head. “No, I want to.”
He smiled. “Me too.” He dug his fingers into me again. “We’ll stop when one of us says.”
I nodded. We could take it little by little. Feel out our limitations. We’d know when it was too much. Hopefully. All I wanted at that moment was more of him.
I dipped my head, pressing my lips to his. He met each of my movements with his own, and I was lost in him within seconds. His tongue traced my bottom lip, and I opened for him. His hands moved up to my lower back and tugged my shirt with increasing pressure.
Before I could overthink, I pushed myself up and sat on his lap, looking down at him. His hungry eyes watched as I crossed my arms in front of me and pulled my shirt off, leaving me in just a hot pink bra.
He didn’t move. Not even a blink, and I was about to cover myself when his lips twitched into a grin. He ran his fingers along the curve from my hips to my waist and held onto my ribs like they were the only thing keeping him in place.
