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Her curvy silhouette on his green sheets was something he had pictured in his head many times. However, the feelings inside him were different. Noah didn’t want to fuck Sophie, he wanted to make love to her.
She seemed to sense the change in his energy when he met her on the sheets, kissing him slowly and carefully. She stroked him as his hands wandered about her body, taking in every inch of it as if it were the last time. And he supposed it was.
Noah stroked her hair, feeling its smoothness between his fingertips. He outlined her beautiful face, staring into her blue eyes.
He climbed on top of her and she helped guide him inside her.
A breathy moan escaped his lips.
There was something between them in this moment, being passed between their eyes. Noah couldn’t quite place it, but it was like they were seeing each other for the first time. He leaned down and kissed her as Sophie wrapped her smooth legs around his back.
His hips moved in a slow rhythm inside her. Noah broke the kiss, resting his head in her neck, breathing in the scent of her.
His hands cupped her breasts and Noah leaned down to take one in his mouth. Her heavy breathing was the oxygen to him; it fueled him, kept him feeling alive.
He began trailing kisses on her neck, her jaw, her cheek, until he reached her lips again.
Sophie groaned, her legs tightening around him, pushing him deeper inside her.
She felt just as good as he remembered. Better, even.
Noah pulled back and Sophie rested one of her calves on his shoulder. She looked like art beneath him. His hands held onto her ankle and thigh.
Something was passing between them again, with their eyes.
God, he loved this. He loved…
“Sophie,” he moaned. The feeling washed over him quickly and Sophie put a firm hand on his waist, telling her it was okay to come inside her.
Their eyes met and Noah exploded into her. His eyes blinked shut with his pulsing pleasure but they maintained eye contact.
After a lingering moment, Noah gently removed her leg from his shoulder and leaned down to kiss her. Trying to convey every inch of what he was feeling into it.
He laid down beside her and brought her head to his chest. Her arm was wrapped around his waist.
Noah knew he was a terrible person. To sleep with Sophie was one thing but to make love as they just did was completely different.
They didn’t speak, they simply breathed. Noah stroked her hair and rubbed her arm.
What was coming over him?He never felt the need to cuddle after, let alone this urge to comfort the other person.
Noah kissed her forehead and she stilled beneath him. He couldn’t help himself, there was simply no other way to convey his feelings without saying them out loud.
Soon Noah drifted off to sleep.
* * *
When he awoke four hours later, the room was pitch black. There was an empty feeling on his chest, where something had been removed. He patted the bed beside him, it was empty.
Sophie had disappeared.
Noah knew it was for the best, so why did he feel so guilty? Probably because he had led her on,again.
He flipped his pillow, basking in its cool comfort.
Why had he done that? And what was that feeling that had overtaken him? His thoughts haunted him until he fell asleep again.
She appeared in his dreams, but this time she wasn’t naked.
