Page 16 of Medusa's Revenge

“That’s one.” My chest is rising and falling as I try to catch my breath. Noah places my leg back onto the ground, and I almost tumble. He catches me.

“Are you okay?” His voice is husky.

“My legs are a little rubbery at the moment.” I swallow, as he stares into my eyes. He doesn’t smirk or act cocky like some of the one night stands I’ve had in the past. Is he blushing? I see the top of his ears turn red. I smile at him.

“Let’s finish getting you cleaned up so I can worship this body properly.” He grabs his soap, lathers his hands, and washes mybody. He takes extra care of my breasts and nipples. I could come again with his hands on me like this, and it feels heavenly to have someone taking care of me. I close my eyes, taking in every feeling. He kisses my pussy as he finishes cleaning me up. “I don’t have anything for curly hair, just my shampoo. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. I’ll head to the clubhouse later and fix my curls.” I smile at him. He nods. “Should I return the favor to you?” I cross my arms, and his eyes stare at my breasts.

“If you touch me right now, I might come faster than I did when I first started masturbating.” His honesty is so refreshing, and I can’t help but chuckle. I make a big deal of moving my eyes down his body, stopping at his cock. My eyes widen at how hard and thick he is, and then I lick my lips. “Don’t do that to me right now, I beg of you.” His tone is strangled.

“Can I have a towel to dry off while you clean yourself?” He points to the cabinet next to the sink, and I kiss him quickly before he gets out. He groans as I bend down, showing my ass. This teasing him is fun. He likes what I have. I’ve never been shy about being short and curvy, but the heat in his eyes when he looks at me significantly boosts my ego. I’m almost done drying off my body when the shower shuts off. He steps out of the shower, and I hand him a clean towel. I look around the bathroom, trying not to make eye contact with him.

“What’s wrong? Did I do something wrong? Am I pushing you? Am I going too fast?” Noah’s voice is concerned, making me wonder what he sees in my current demeanor. I shake my head. “Then what’s wrong?” He cups my face, moving as I look into his eyes.

“I,” biting my lip, let out a sigh before continuing, “don’t want whatever this night is to hurt my brother or Smitty. They are the most important men in my life, and they think the world of you even though they just met you.”

“They are separate from you and me. I hope this isn’t a one-time thing between us. I’d like to see you again and again and again.” I smile at his wink. “I want to take you out to dinner. I want you to come over, even if it’s not for sex, to watch a movie, or because you need a place to decompress. I want to be a safe place for you. Something about you makes me want to be the man you need and want. No, those aren’t the right words. I want to be the man you deserve.” I feel my eyes burn as tears begin to pool. I think one slipped free from me. “We will take it as slow as you want; you are in charge.”

“You are saying all the right words. I don’t understand how you can do that.” He grabs my hand, and we walk out of the bathroom and into the bedroom.

“Do you want a t-shirt?” I nod. He opens a drawer, pulls out a black tee for me, and throws on a pair of boxer briefs. The tent in the front makes me smile. He motions for the bed, and he sits down next to me. “Ignore all this.” He motions to his dick which makes me laugh. “I’m not a perfect man. I’ve been a manwhore and said things to make women do things I wanted. I didn’t care about their feelings. One day, a woman showed up at my apartment. She had hired a PI to find me. I made promises to her, and she fell for my lines.” He closes his eyes, and his breaths come in and out like he’s remembering something traumatic. “I met her in college, and she was much like my father. I didn’t care about feelings, only what was best for me. She got pregnant when she couldn’t find me, so she got an abortion. Something flipped in her head, and she had a breakdown.” I grab his hand and entwine our fingers. I squeeze them, letting him know I’m here for him. “She blamed me for the abortion, abandoning her when she needed me most. I graduated by the time she found out she was pregnant.” I see a tear come down his cheek. “What I didn’t know when she walked into my apartment was she took a lot of drugs. She died in my arms from an overdose. I dideverything I could think of. I made her throw up by shoving my fingers down her throat, but it was too late.”

“I’m so sorry, Noah,” I whisper as I climb into his lap. I need to hug this man who is bearing his soul to me.

“From that day, I’ve never been with anyone until you. I made a vow that I’d never lie to anyone I was with. I’ve seen what my words can do to people.” He looks into my eyes. “Sexy, huh?” He chuckles, but there’s no joy behind it. I grab his face and kiss him. I kiss him hard and deep. We both moan. After a couple of seconds or minutes, we break apart. “What was that for? Not that I’m not happy to feel you near me.” His hands wrap around my waist, pulling me closer. I moan as his cock brushes up against my entrance.

“I don’t do relationships. With my upbringing, the club, and my siblings, I’ve always been guarded and afraid. Hell, I go out of town to get sex, so they don’t know who I am. My enemies could use you against me, and that scares me.”

“It’s a good thing I know how to shoot. I've taken some self-defense, so I’m not afraid of them. Amelia, I want you. I won’t bullshit you, either. Even if I am a lawyer, I’m good at telling you the truth.” We both laugh. “We take it slow. Let’s get to know each other.”

“I like that. I can’t share club business with you, though.” He nods.

“Don’t forget, Ruby gave me a dollar as a retainer. Once I get my Indiana license, I’m the club’s lawyer.” He winks at me. “Now, do you want to watch a movie, or should I spend the next few hours worshipping this body?” I tilt my head, putting my finger to my lips like pondering my thoughts. He stands up as I wrap my legs around his waist. “You took too long in answering; I’m going to get real acquainted with this body.”

“God, yes!” I squeal as he tosses me on the bed. He removes his boxers and wraps his hand around his cock, pumping upand down. “I want you to fuck me right now. Worship later, but I want to feel you stretching my soaking wet pussy.” His smile turns mischievous.

“Get that shirt off. I want to see your breasts bouncing as I pound you into my bed.” I do just that.

Chapter Fourteen

Noah

My alarm is going off in the other room. I grumble to myself as I don’t want to move right now. Amelia’s in my arms and sleeping so soundly. We spent most of the night fucking, talking, and laughing. I’ve never felt this about someone after just knowing someone for twenty-four hours. It’s unbelievable. I gingerly move Amelia out of my arms. I kiss her shoulder blade as I throw on my boxers from last night and head to the living room to shut my phone off. I don’t want to be disturbed until I have coffee and breakfast made for her. I use the bathroom, wash my hands, and head to the kitchen. Since I just did thegrocery shopping, I know I have a freezer full of food. I whip up some eggs, cut veggies, and fry turkey bacon and sausage. I’m making my Dad’s famous omelets. The coffee machine beeps, so I pour myself a cup of coffee.

As if right on cue, I hear my bathroom door shut. I smile as last night’s festivities play back in my head. The feel of her wet pussy strangling my cock as she came all over it. The feel of her mouth on my body as she kissed down my chest to my cock. I feel my cock hardening, just thinking about how I want to sink into her again. I check out the clock on my microwave and try to calculate if I could fuck her after we eat.

“If you’re thinking about fucking me again, you need to feed me first.” Amelia stands in the kitchen doorway. I smile at her.

Pointing to her hair, “Now I get the Medusa road name.” I wink. She sticks her tongue out at me. “Is that a promise for later?” Amelia laughs as she walks to me, and I lean down to kiss her. “How are you feeling today?”

“I’m good. I feel like I have a clear mind. I’m not as anxious about my sister. I know I need her to fall on her own, but I will do what I can to help with the landing, but I can’t prevent it.”

“I’m sorry. I hope you know I’m here if you need me.” She nods. “Now, I don’t have creamer, but I do have milk.”

“I take my black coffee with some sugar unless I hit up Starbucks, and then I’m getting the most sugary drink I can.” She smiles. “This smells amazing.”

“My Dad,” I explain to her how I call my sperm donor father as he has disowned me more times than I can think of and how my stepdad is more my Dad than I could've imagined. “Taught me how to cook some dishes. My mom bought me a crockpot and gave me a cookbook. When I was a lawyer, I never used it because I would be working fifteen hours a day. Now, I feel like I can use it to explore cooking. The bacon and sausage is turkey.I like the taste better, but if you like anything special, there is a notepad on the fridge, so add it to the list.”

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