Page 53 of Fall From Grace

“Believe me, Ido,” he told me while meeting my eyes. “Grace… have you had your fingers inside of you before?”

I shook my head. “No, I get off with the way you showed me before,” I admitted softly.

“I’m going to use my fingers, it might be a little uncomfortable at first,” he was still meeting my eyes, waiting for approval before he did.

I nodded. “Please.”

He didn’t waste any time, I felt his middle finger press against my entrance. The twinge of pain was there, unused to the foreign feel but with his kisses across my neck, it eased the discomfort into a tickling of warmth. He moved it in and out before applying his thumb against my swollen flesh and making circles that made the pleasure bubble to the surface. It felt new. It felt amazing. I laid my head against his shoulder and just let him make me feel, and I felt everything.

The orgasm took me under quickly, bursting out of my skin so much that I was twitching all over. Noah claimed my mouth. “I feel you coming on my finger, that’s so fucking sexy,” he groaned as he finally relented with his finger and let me calm against him.

I lifted my head and gazed into his eyes with my own heavy lids before smiling. “Your turn,” I told him and starting with his pants.

“I’m good, it was enough to see you get off.”

“I don’t think so,” I told him. “I want to make you feel good too. Help me with your pants.”

His head fell back with a groan before he pulled down his pants. My stomach grew tight with need as it sprang free. It was veiny and long, I wrapped my fingers around it and he hissed. I took pleasure in seeing the beautiful expression marring his features. “How do you want me to—” His lips crashed into mine, pulling me close. We both went still when his hard-on rubbed against my soaked flesh. I opened my eyes and waited, before giving in and sliding over him.

He groaned but stopped me. “That’s a little too dangerous, Priss, you’re breaking my willpower.”

I nibbled his ear. “We won’t put it in, just let me…” I started rocking against him, creating a mesmerizing friction that was pulling me into another orgasm.

“Grace,” he murmured then his hands were on my butt, pressing me against him even harder as he tried to control my rhythm. “My Grace, my fucking Prissy Pants, I can’t believe your sliding across my dick right now. Do you have any idea how many years I’ve been fantasizing about doing this kind of stuff to you?”

His words were pulling me over the edge. “You don’t think you didn’t leave me with all these unresolved feelings that only you can satisfy?” I asked him. “You turned me into this.”

He grabbed the back of my neck and kissed me. “I plan to keep you that way.” We became more frantic, clumsier, and rough with each other. “Shit,” he grunted before he separated us right as he started coming. I took in the way his face pinched together as the pleasure took control of him. His shirt was ruined but when he opened his eyes and smiled at me, I didn’t think he cared too much either.

He kissed my nose before he took off his t-shirt, wiped himself off, and grabbed a different one from his bag in the back seat. I watched him with a satisfied smirk. “I’m hungry,” I said, randomly.

He grinned. “I’m famished, and it looks like it’s going to take several lifetimes of you to have my fill.” I started looking for my spankies. “Looking for these?” he asked, lifting them up in his hands. I grabbed them and started moving across the middle console. I saw him peeking between my legs with a smirk. “You can’t expect me not to look when you’re raising it up in the air.”

“I’m trying to get in the other seat,” I protested.

“What do you want to eat?”

“Taco Bell?” I offered. He nodded and drove us to the nearest one. We stopped inside and ate. I picked a booth and was even happier about my choice when he slid in beside me, resting his hand on my leg.

“You’re my special someone, Grace,” he blurted out as we ate. I tilted my head. “You’re always going to feel like air to me, I need you, no matter what anyone says. I know when high school’s over, or if it’s ten years from now, you’re gonna be it for me.” I covered my mouth as I tried to swallow the bite of taco in my mouth. “I’ve wanted to tell you that since the moment I saw you again, that my heart just knew all over again. But you were with Dustin.”

“With the way you acted, I thought you didn’t care at all that I was with someone.”

“Are you kidding? It drove me fucking insane that you entered my life at a time when you were with someone else.”

“I wanted to tell you that I was going to break up with him that night but when you brought up the fact that you weren’t a virgin anymore and didn’t seem to care that I was dating, I chickened out.”

This was so much better, getting to tell Noah everything.

“That was me doing the same thing,” he scratched his chin and said. “Are you… upset with me for having sex in the time that we’ve been apart?”

“I can’t say I wasn’t hurt,” I told him honestly. “Right before you left, our relationship was changing but with your mom’s passing and my own mom’s meddling, it was destroyed. I get it. I do. You wanted to try things without me.” I took his hand. “But I’m glad you called her back.”

He squeezed it in return. “I wish you would have done the same.”

That wasn’t exactly what I wanted to hear. “Why?”

“Don’t give me that look,” he said, pulling me into his arms. “I meant so that you would know that no one’s ever going to work but me.”

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