Page 113 of Echoes of Us

I tried to match his movements, slowly falling into sync with him. He kissed down my neck, his hands gripping my hips, swaying with me.

I rested my forehead against his, gazing down at his parted lips. I ran my tongue over them, tasting him. He tried to chase my touch, and I held his face in my hands, making him look up at me. His green eyes fixed on mine, and I felt a jolt of connection. The bright lights flickered over his face, making him look ethereal. Noah was like air, like fucking oxygen for me. I rested my face against his.

“I love you so much.” I mouthed the words against his soft cheek, feeling his stubble on my lower lip.

“I love you, too, so, so much, fucking forever. You’re everything, Atty. You’re everything to me,” he said against my lips.

I reached my hands down his hips and brought them to his back. His skin was searing against my palms. The rhythm of his back moving to the music was so similar to him moving over me while riding me. He was perfect, like a god. I wanted to keep worshipping him, touching his skin, and tasting him forever. I kissed his cheek, lips, jaw, and every part of him I could reach. I tilted his head back and ran my tongue over his neck, savoring the saltiness.

“Fuck,” he murmured. I ate the vibration with my mouth hot and open over him.

Kissing his soft skin, I rested my cheek on his and felt his breath on my jaw.

“You don’t do anything halfway, do you? You’re fucking perfect.” He echoed my thoughts.

“I want you to melt into me, Noah. How do I get you closer?”

His arms tighten around my waist. “I don’t know, sweetheart, but keep trying.” He nibbled my ear again. “Keep trying like this.”

My hands slid over his back, reaching the nape of his neck and holding him there. His mouth panted against my collarbone. He kissed up to my jaw, his tongue sliding over my skin before each kiss.

“Keep trying, please. I want that too. I don’t ever want to move away from you.”

I closed my eyes, feeling his words like a caress.

“I’m never letting you go.”

I smiled. Euphoria spread from my heart to every part of my body that touched him. I was never letting him go either. I let my head fall back, loving his lips on my skin, and moved to the music. My smile stretched as I ran a free hand through my hair, goosebumps running rampant over my skin, and wet my dry lips.

I was sofuckinghappy.

Noah kept leading me, my hands on his hips as we navigated through the crowd and up the stairs. I nodded along to the music and ran my tongue over my lips. It was good. It didn’t even sound so loud anymore. We reached the table, Noah moving over to Holly while I stayed close behind him. He turned to look at me, kissed my cheek, and looped my arms around his waist.

“How are you two lovebirds doing?” she asked.

We both beamed at her.

“I thought so. There are water bottles on the table andchampagne in the cooler.”

Noah grabbed a bottle and handed it to me. I took a long drink, feeling instant relief from my thirst. I watched Noah gulp down some champagne and follow it with water.

“How are you doing, Att?” Holly asked, standing next to us with her glass.

“I’m great!” I responded brightly, the words tumbling out with a burst of enthusiasm that made her laugh. I joined, the sound of our laughter mingling with the noise of the club.

“I would have never guessed you danced,” she said with a chuckle.

“The music is excellent here,” I told her.

Noah pressed his back to my chest, and I wrapped one arm around his neck, leaning down to kiss his cheek.

“I bet it is,” she replied with a smile.

“He literally can’t do anything wrong. He’s unreal.” Noah’s voice was filled with affection as he kissed my jaw.

“Okay, tone it down while you’re talking to me. You’ve been having sex on the dance floor for an hour. You can reel it in for ten minutes,” Holly said.

I burst out laughing. “That was dancing,” I told her.

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