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“I want you, Aurora Vivienne Hart because you are funny and kind, and you see me.”
“I…”
“Shh”—he traced his thumb across my lips—“we don’t need to do this now. I like you, and you like me. That’s enough, isn’t it?”
“Y-yeah.”
It was.
Because anything else was too much to process.
“Then let me show you, shortcake.” He kissed the corner of my mouth, dragging his mouth down my jaw and neck, taking his time to caress my skin while his hands roamed over my curves as if he couldn’t get enough of them.
“Noah, wait.” I fisted his jersey in my hand.
“What’s the matter?”
“I… I want this to be about you.”
“Me?” I nodded, and he rasped, “Fuck.”
I pulled him closer, turning us so that his back hit the wall.
“Shortcake, you don’t have to—”
“I want to.”
I leaned in, kissing him. Peppering kisses over his mouth and down his throat. One of his hands slid into my hair, but he didn’t try to take control. He let me do my thing.
“Can you take this off?” My voice quivered, matching the slight tremble of my fingers as I reached for the bottom of his jersey.
Noah intervened, yanking it off his body. My mouth turned dry at the sight of him. It wasn’t anything I hadn’t already seen, but he was so freaking beautiful, his body honed and crafted to utter perfection.
“Like what you see, shortcake?”
“I really, really like this.” I trailed a finger down his abs, tracing every dip and ridge, the deep V disappearing into the waistband of his sweats. “And I really like this.” Palming him through the soft material, Noah groaned.
“He really, really likes you too.”
I chuckled, some of the nervous anticipation ebbing away.
Being with Noah like this was a rush. A high I never wanted to end.
“Don’t tease me, shortcake. Touch me.” He gave me an encouraging tilt of his head, and I slipped my hand into his sweats, finding him commando.
“Really?”
He smirked. “I don’t like to feel restricted. I have enough of that on the ice.”
“Poor baby.” I wrapped my hand around his thick length, slowly pumping.
It was so erotic, watching his head fall back against the wall, his eyes blown with lust as I touched him.
“Does it feel good?”
“So fucking good… anything you do to me will feel good, shortcake.” Noah reached for me, brushing his thumb over my lips again, letting it linger there.
I opened my mouth, letting him slide it past my lips, twirling my tongue around the tip.
