Page 133 of The Boy I Once Hated


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“Dartmouth still hasn’t said anything, huh?” he asks, concerned.

I lower my gaze from his and shake my head.

Noah places a chaste kiss to my temple, pulling me closer, until my cheek is nestled against his chest.

“I’m sorry, little stalker. I know how important it was for you to get in,” he adds, running his hand up and down my back.

I don’t say anything, and just let him hug me, his warmth soothing all of my guilt away. I try and put on a brave face when he raises my chin with his knuckles so he can stare into my eyes.

“Daisy wouldn’t have been the only one who would have missed you, you know?”

“No?” I swallow dryly.

“No.” He smiles sadly. “I would have gone crazy without you.”

I curl my arms around his neck, my fingers lightly caressing its nape.

“Oh, yeah? How crazy?”

“Padded cell, straitjacket kind of crazy,” he teases, softly tapping the end of his nose with mine.

“Hmm. That sounds serious,” I reply, batting my eyelashes at him.

“It would have been,” he groans, leaning in to tug my lower lip with his teeth.

Desire instantly pools in my lower belly as Noah uses his tongue to lick his faint bite mark.

“I guess it’s a good thing I’m staying then. Wouldn’t want them to lock you up and throw away the key.”

“No.” He chuckles. “We wouldn’t want that.”

“No, we wouldn’t. It would be such a waste,” I mumble breathlessly when his hard length presses up against my sensitive core.

“You know what’s a waste? Us standing here when I could have you lying naked on my bed this very second.”

“Is that so?” I wiggle my brows.

Noah’s hands cup my ass, pressing me further against him until I hiss at the small friction he’s creating on my clit. Even fully clothed, Noah knows how to hit all my pleasure points, making sure I’m a volcano of need before he’s even truly touched me.

Noah’s face transforms into something lethal, making me squirm as he bends down to my ear, biting its lobe before he whispers raggedly into it.

“I’m going to count to ten. If you’re not naked in my room, thighs spread apart on my bed so I can taste that sweet pussy of yours, by the time I get there, I won’t be responsible for my actions.”

“What are you going to do? Spank me?”

The glow in his blue eyes when I say it has my pussy flooding like Niagara Falls.

“Don’t go giving me more ideas, little stalker,” he threatens, making my pulse speed up. “The ones I have are deviant enough. Ten…”

With that warning hanging between us, I’m not sure if I should stay rooted to my spot or run like the wind upstairs to his room.

“Nine.”

Anticipation more than fear of the unknown is what gets me to move, running up the stairs, Noah right at my heels. I cover my mouth so that Daisy can’t hear me giggling like an excited lunatic as I dash toward Noah’s room and start stripping my clothes off. By the time Noah locks the door behind him, he’s already at three, eyeing me intently as I unstrap my bra and pull down my panties. I fling myself on top of his bed, raising my knees up high, my legs spread wide before him.

“One,” he announces with a growl, his gaze locked on my core. “Such a good little stalker,” he praises as his knee dips onto the bed. He crawls his way to me, looking like a predator ready to eat his prey alive.

But where before I would have run from him, now I offer myself as a willing sacrifice.

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