Page 8 of The Sins of Noelle


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Her presence. Her excuses. Her blatant indifference and her ambivalence towards right and wrong. Every single word that comes out of her mouth is slowly making me lose what little control I have left.

I only get to the middle of the room before she jumps in front of me, placing her slight body in my way to stop my advance.

"You can't leave me," she declares, her eyes searching mine.

I give nothing away as I blank my features.

Tension runs high as my body tenses at her touch. Yet I don't give her the pleasure of seeing how much she affects me. I simply continue to show her my emotionless expression and the way nothing she can say or do will change my mind.

"I told you I wanted to be alone, Noelle. Do me the decency to respect at least that boundary, even if you don't see it as such," I add sarcastically.

"No," she shakes her head. "We need to solve this, Raf. Now. Before it festers. Before…" she closes her eyes. "I can't bear it that you're upset with me. That you…"

"Have you even thought about how I feel?"

She blinks in confusion at my question.

"This is all about you and the effect the separation has on you. But have you thought about what your actions did to me? The hurt I feel?"

"Yes," she whispers. "Not only have I thought about it, I knew from the beginning that if…"

"And there it goes," I cut her off. "You say you didn't lie to me, but if you knew how I'd react to the truth, you sure went out of your way so I wouldn't find out. How is that not a lie?"

She stares at me for a moment, and for the first time, it seems I shut her up.

Shaking my head at the situation, I move towards the door.

"No," she repeats, placing herself in front of me again. "Please don't leave. Please," she begs.

And fuck me if her words don't manage to get a reaction out of me.

"I don't want to see you, Noelle. I don't want to hear from you. I sure as fuck don't want to spend another moment in your presence. What's so fucking hard to understand?" I grit out.

Before I realize what she means to do, she drops to her knees in front of me.

Her hands are on my belt as she quickly unbuckles it.

"What are you doing?" I enunciate each word carefully, but I don't stop her. Not when I'm curious what she's going to do—how far she's going to take this. It seems that if talking won't work to her advantage, then…

"You're not indifferent to me," she says, looking up at me with a hesitant smile on her lips as she traces the hard ridge of my dick with her fingers.

I steel myself against the shudder that goes down my spine at her light touch, simply giving her a bored look.

"You're naked. I'm a man," I shrug. "We both know I find you attractive, Noelle. That's never been the problem."

"Then fuck me," she suddenly says. "If words don't work, then let our bodies do the talking. Your body knows me, Raf. It recognizes me, and only me, and it knows that I would never do anything bad to it."

I blink in shock, unable to muster a reply.

She doesn't get it. She simply…doesn't get it.

Mistaking my silence for agreement, she slides my zipper down, reaching inside and wrapping her fingers around my hard cock. And I am hard—have been since the moment she walked in and flaunted her too fucking perfect body in front of me.

She nuzzles her face against my shaft, bringing it to her lips and laying a quick kiss to the head before sucking me deep in her mouth.

I bite back a moan at the onslaught of sensations as I struggle to keep my head about me.

She's smart. I'll give her that. She knows that our physical chemistry is one of a kind, and that her effect on my senses can have an intoxicating effect—ironically, almost as potent as drugs. She's aware that I'm weak as fuck where it comes to my desire for her so she's trying to use it against me.

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