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Chapter 23
Noah
Eighteen years old
Sky is sprawled naked on the bed, hugging her pillow beneath her head, while I run my fingers up and down the slope of her body. I love how it melts to the mattress, completely sated after I’ve had my way with her. Sky is never as pliant and soft as she is after I’ve coaxed a few good orgasms out of her. I could do anything I wanted to her right now, and she would wave the white flag and let me, willingly surrendering to all my wants and demands.
It surprises me that I have no desire to abuse that power. I’m entirely satisfied just softly touching every curve and valley of her body, wondering if there is a part of her that I haven’t explored with my fingertips, lips, and tongue. I know there isn’t, but just the thought that there is something of hers that I haven’t possessed or put my mark on yet is unsettling. The need to brand every little inch of her, making sure it remembers who its rightful owner is, is overwhelming to me.
“Noah?” she calls out, her voice raspy from being sleep-deprived by all the glorious things I did to her and intend to do again before the sun comes up.
“Hmm,” I reply, leaning in to kiss the left side of her breast, pulling a soft smile out of her.
“Can I ask you a question?”
“Does it have anything to do with you riding my tongue again? If so, just jump on my face, baby. I’m more than ready to have another go.” I smirk, giving a soft tap to her ass.
“While tempting, that’s not what I wanted to ask you.”
“Pity.” I pretend to pout, peppering kisses on her shoulder.
She giggles at my disappointed reply before gently slapping my forearm and turning to her side to face me, giving me an even better view of her body. I run my thumb over my lower lip, feeling suddenly ravenous to sink my teeth in her enticing mound again.
Since I can see that she would rather talk than see God for the fifth time tonight, I pull the bedsheet up to her waist, hoping it’s enough of a deterrent to keep me on my best behavior. But when my gaze lands on her perky nipples, taunting me with how sweet they taste on my tongue, I reconsider and tug the sheet all the way up to her chin, making sure it fully covers her chest.
“There. Now you can ask your question.”
She rolls her eyes but holds on to the security of her bedsheet just the same. It’s only when she grows quiet on me that I realize whatever is on her mind is taking all her willpower to say.
“Hey,” I coo, lifting her chin up to meet me. “Just ask. You’re safe with me.”
“Am I?” she retorts, making my forehead crease. “Sometimes I’m not so sure.” I watch her swallow dryly as she inches closer to me. “What are we doing, Noah?”
“What do you mean?” I ask, confused and wondering where this is coming from.
“I mean…what are we? What is this?”
Fuck.
She wants to have the talk.
The words have barely left her lips, and already I feel a chill in the room. Almost as if my libido has been drenched with an ice bucket of reality.
I fall back on the bed, and place my arm over my forehead, staring at her ceiling.
“Noah?” she insists, her tone more alert now. “Did you hear me?”
“Yeah, I heard you.”
“And?”
“And I don’t know what you want me to say.”
From my peripheral, I can see her chew on her lower lip, anxiety getting the best of her. But it wouldn’t be Skylar if she didn’t shake that shit away as fast as it came and face the issue head-on. She rises from the bed halfway and leans her back against the headboard for support, holding the sheet in place.
“Are we just fucking then? Is that it?”
“Is that what you think we’re doing?” I mumble, unable to make eye contact with her.
