Page 13 of Keeping Noelle

“I don’t want to overstay my welcome,” she admits, and I shake my head.

“That’s impossible. You’re my family, Noelle. You’re always welcome here.”

She gives me a smile, and my heart thumps hard in my chest. Noelle is the only one who can get to me. She’s the only one that makes my heart race. She’s the only one who makes me feel like I’m floating on a cloud.

She rests her head on my shoulder, her hand squeezing my thigh, and my cock starts to take notice of how close we are. I clear my throat, and she turns her head to look up at me.

Her pale blue eyes meet mine, and something passes between us. It’s a heat, an understanding.

It’s lust.

I’m not sure which one of us starts to move first, but slowly, we’re moving towards each other, and then my lips connect with hers.

The kiss is soft at first—a gentle, almost hesitant connection that sends a warm surge through me. I can feel the way her breath hitches, the delicate rise and fall of her chest as she draws closer, pressing her hand lightly against my shoulder. It's like every part of her is calling out to me, and without thinking, my hand comes up to cradle her cheek, my thumb brushing over her soft skin.

Her lips part slightly, inviting me in, and I can’t resist deepening the kiss, letting myself get lost in her. There’s something so natural, so right about this moment, like every interaction, every unspoken word, every stolen glance has been leading us here. I pull her even closer, wrapping an arm around her waist, feeling her melt into me as her fingers slide up into my hair, pulling me impossibly closer.

The world around us fades away, and it’s just Noelle and me, connected in a way that’s deeper than I ever expected, a quiet promise in every lingering press of my lips against hers.

The blanket falls off of Noelle as she shifts and crawls onto my lap. My hands grip her hips, helping her settle onto me, and we both moan as she lowers onto my aching cock.

“Noelle,” I start.

I intend to tell her that we can take things slow and that we should maybe talk about things, but she interrupts me.

“I want you,” she whispers against my mouth.

Those words hit me hard, and my brain shuts off. I can’t think about talking to her right now. I can’t think about anything right now except making her mine and getting her off.

I’ve never been with anyone before. I’ve never even looked at anyone else. It’s always been Noelle for me and if I couldn’t have her, I wasn’t going to settle for someone else.

All that means that I don’t have any experience with sex or making a woman come, but I’m damn sure determined to make this good for Noelle.

My hands tighten on her hips, and I push her down onto me, grinding up into the sweet heaven between her thighs. Noelle gasps and moans in response, driving my own need higher. She takes over, starting to rock and squirm on top of me.

My cock pulses in my jeans, and I run my hands up Noelle’s back, flattening her tits against my chest.

“Ansel! Please,” she begs, and I tangle my fingers in her hair, dragging her mouth down to mine.

She kisses me hard, wrapping her arms around my neck as she continues to rock against me. My hands slip down to her waist and then under her sweater, and we both freeze as my bare skin touches hers.

I’ve touched Noelle over the years before, of course, but it was always her hand or waist, and always above her clothes.

We’re crossing all of the lines tonight, and I’ve never been happier. It feels like I’m finally getting everything that I’ve always wanted–Noelle.

She lifts her arms up above her head and I pull her sweater up and let it fall next to us on the couch.

Headlights flicker through the front windows, and we both pause. I watch as Noelle blinks, and we both start to come back to our senses.

“We should,” I start.

“Go upstairs,” she says.

She grabs her sweater and pushes to her feet. She makes it over to the stairs before she looks over her shoulder at me.

“Are you coming?” She asks, and I spring to my feet and hurry after her up the stairs.

I take her hand when she starts to pause outside of our rooms, and I pull her into my room.

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