Page 12 of Return To You

I grin at his words. I can feel my heart race with nerves, but I don't back down, instead I wrap my arms around his waist, holding him tightly as I look up at him and admit, "I don't want to go home."

He closes his eyes and groans, placing his forehead against mine, "Rose…."

I squeeze him and ask, "Do you love me?"

He looks into my eyes. "What kind of question is that? You know I love you with everything I am…."

I smile. "And I love you, so what's stopping us?" His gaze flicks between mine, and I whisper, "I want to be all yours, Noah."

He sucks his lip ring into his mouth, watching me for a few seconds before admitting, "Nick paid for a room here for me and the boys, just in case we drank too much. Cameron's in the back with Ariel, who also has a room, and Barnett left half an hour ago with Amber…."

I cut in with furrowed brows, "I thought he went with Lucy?"

Noah snorts. "She gave him head, then he left with Amber…."

I scrunch my nose, and he grins before he gets serious again. "Are you sure about this, Rose? Because once I have you, there will be no going back…."

I snort. "There was no going back when I sassed you four years ago."

He grins wide but nods in agreement before stepping back, gently grabbing my hand in the process, and then walking backward, I follow willingly with a lump in my throat but no regrets.

I want him, all of him.

It doesn't take long before he's guiding me into a room with a double bed, dresser, and another door that leads to the bathroom.

I look around the room, my eyes lingering on the cream-colored bed before turning to Noah, who's watching me intently.

He's leaning against the door, arms crossed over his chest, his right foot flat against the door, knee bent, chewing his lip ring.

God, he's a work of art and not even naked yet.

He tilts his head. "If you've changed your mind, then we can leave this room right now, or heck, we can just climb into bed and cuddle."

I smile a little. Trust him to think I'm changing my mind when, really, I'm just scared I won't measure up to whoever he was with before me. He may have only been fourteen when we met, but he was well-liked, and I know both Callum and Barnett lost their virginities when they hit thirteen with the same girl and, at the same time; a story I try to block out each time one of them reminisce.

With my heart hammering, I slowly walk over to him, trying to be brave. He doesn't move, he just watches me intently, even when I gently glide my hands up his chest toward his buttons. Slowly, I unbutton them, making him drop his hands, his foot lowering.

He doesn't stop me, he doesn't even touch me, he just watches, allowing me to take the lead as he straightens.

After unbuttoning every one of his buttons, I glide my hands up his torso toward his shoulders and gently remove his shirt, letting it drop on the floor. I run the tip of my finger over one of his tattoos, the lion over his right peck becoming my focus.

"The thought of giving myself to you, all of me, there's nothing I want more," I whisper as I look at him.

His gaze glitters as he rasps, "I'll be giving myself to you, too, Rose."

I furrow my brows and stutter, "B-but I-I thought?—"

He cuts me off, cupping my jaw with his right hand, his left going around my waist as he towers over me and admits, "I've only ever wanted you, Rose. The day we first locked eyes, I knew deep down you were mine. I don't want anyone else. So yes, I'll be giving all of me to you, too."

I tear up, and I rasp, "I hope you know I'm stealing your black shirt…."

He chuckles and states, "What's mine is yours, my Petal," then places his lips against mine, hard and rough, making me moan.

Despite the urgency of the kiss, he gently unzips my dress, and it falls to the floor. I allow it, not letting the urge to hold it up consume me. I try not to freeze up as he breaks the kiss to get a look at me, instead placing my hands on his muscular chest before looking into his darkening, gorgeous, mesmerizing eyes.

"Fuck me, you're a sight," he growls so deep I feel it rumble through my hands.

His eyes take in my strapless dark blue bra where my nipples are visible, and the barely their panties.

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