Page 65 of Fractured Trust

He still had so much he wanted to ask her, so much to say, and so fucking much he wanted to do. But here wasn’t the place. He picked her up and turned, lifting her onto the stage, then vaulting up after her. Tex and Connor were there, shaking their heads and smirking. But they surprised him by jumping down too and lifting Eden and Lexie up on stage to join them.

“Can’t have you showing us up,” Tex mock-scowled at him as he gave the crowd a wave, lifted Eden, so she could wrap her legs around his waist, and strode off, not even waiting until they were offstage before his mouth was on hers. Connor rolled his eyes, but not to be outdone; he made sure Lexie had her camera secure, then swept her up in his arms and followed Tex.

The screams and catcalls from the crowd at the unexpected show were deafening. Summer pressed her face against Noah’s chest, arms locked around him, obviously overwhelmed by being up on stage in front of thousands of people, but her body was shaking, and she was laughing, and Noah didn’t think he’d ever heard anything more beautiful.

Zac walked past him and gave him a hearty slap on the shoulder. “What the hell are you still standing here for, get her out of here. Don’t worry about the after party, I think you can take a pass on this one.”

Fuck, Zac was right. What the hell was he still doing there when he could be somewhere alone with Summer. After giving the crowd a grin and a two-finger salute, he guided Summer offstage.

“Where are we going?” she asked as he navigated her down several corridors.

“We’ve got four hours before the bus has to leave, so no time to take you to a hotel. But there’s no way I can hold off on touching you, so I hope you don’t mind a relatively spacious bunk for our reunion.” He smiled down at her, loving the flash of heat in her eyes.

“I’m happy anywhere you are, Noah. It’s been too long. We need to talk, but that can wait because right now, I need you too.”

Fuck.He sped up and finally they got to the exit, which led to the secure parking area. He hit the exit door with an outstretched arm, and they burst out, startling the big man standing just to the side to make sure no one tried sneaking out of the venue and onto the bus. Noah gave the man a nod as he pulled Summer past him, ignoring the smirk on his face.

The door of the big black tour bus opened as they got closer and Will came down the stairs, one brow cocked. He was too well-trained to let his expression change, but Noah thought he saw a sparkle in the man’s dark eyes.

Before Noah had a chance to say anything, Will said, “I’ll relieve Ben at the door and send him inside to help with the after party.”

Summer’s head dropped forward, and her hair fell around her face. Noah knew if he swept those rose-gold locks back, her cheeks would be pink, but she had nothing to be embarrassed about. Will knew she was no groupie, and there wasn’t a man in the world that wouldn’t need to be alone with his woman if they were in his situation. But he didn’t say anything, just flashed Will a grateful smile.

As soon as the door closed behind them Noah buried his hands in her hair. His mouth was on hers, his tongue sliding between her lips even as he backed her down the short corridor that led to the living space, then through it to the sleeping area. He breathed in her whimpers as he skated the fingers of one hand over her delicate collarbone down to the swell of her breast. Her nipple was diamond hard against his palm.Fuck. She wasn’t wearing a bra.

He pulled her against his hips, grinding his cock against her while Summer frantically tugged his shirt up, his abs flexing as her knuckles skimmed over them. She reached for his jeans, popped them open, and jerked down his fly.

Noah dragged his lips against the skin of her neck; licked and nipped his way down until he could feel her pulse hammering against his tongue. He had to break away, so he could help her pull his shirt over his head, then discard it to the side. Once it was off, Summer dragged her fingers up his chest, then dug her nails into his shoulders and arched herself up against him.

“Fuck, Summer.” Her breaths were coming in hard pants, her eyes thin rings of pale green around huge black pools. Seeing her like that, as frantic for him as he was for her, sent a rush of heat flaring up his spine. He needed to be deep inside her. Needed to feel her coming undone around him.

He gripped the hem of her dress and dragged it up and off her in one go, leaving her exposed in only her lace panties. Her mouthwatering pink nipples were hard and jutting, and with a groan, he reached for her. His thumb teased a tight peak, stroking and rolling it between his fingers, drawing a low moan from her.

Curling an arm around her waist, he ran his hand down between her thighs, his fingers pressing against the already-soaked fabric of her panties. He made a guttural noise deep in his throat. “You’re killing me, Sunshine.”

He pressed the heel of his palm against her clit.

“Noah,” she gasped. “Please. I need you so much.”

He stroked his fingers over her, and she shuddered. “I can’t tell you how often I’ve thought about this while I’ve been away. My fingers deep inside you, my cock filling you. It’s been driving me crazy.”

He pushed aside the wet material between her legs and traced his finger around her entrance, holding her immobile against him as he pressed one finger deep inside her. She moaned, her face pressed to his chest, the sound vibrating through him. “That’s what you want, isn’t it?” he growled.

She made an incoherent noise of agreement, then inhaled sharply as he pressed another finger into her. He would have liked to keep her there, his fingers sliding in and out of her until she fell apart in his arms, but he was too impatient. Instead, he maneuvered her backward and onto his bunk, then crawled on top of her, still wearing the jeans he hadn’t had a chance to remove yet.

Noah licked a trail over the swell of her breast, then circled her hard nipple with the tip of his tongue, before drawing it into his mouth. Summer writhed, trapped under him as he continued stroking his fingers inside her, his thumb pulsing against her clit.

When he nipped at her, she gasped and bucked up against him. “Noah. Oh, God.” And then, in a rush, she was coming, her hips jolting, body clenching around his fingers as her nails dug into his back.

Noah groaned long and deep. “I’ve been dying to feel you come again. I needed it. I need you, Summer. I fuckingneedyou.”

She cried out again as he withdrew his fingers, lying there dazed and panting as he quickly stripped off his jeans and underwear. Then he gripped the sides of her panties and dragged them down her long, smooth legs.

Laid out on his bunk, with her hair a halo around her head and cheeks stained pink, Summer looked like every man’s wet dream. Noah had to take his cock in his fist and give himself a couple of rough strokes to try to ease the desperate, heated tension building inside him.

He positioned himself between her thighs, then notched himself against her entrance. Pushing one of her knees back to make more room for himself he surged forward, only getting halfway in before he had to stop. He bit back a groan as her body tightened around him. “You need to relax for me, Sunshine.”

She whimpered, then took a few uneven breaths as she clutched at his biceps. He was sure she could feel them shaking from the effort he was expending to not just slam his way home, to fuck her hard the way his body was demanding. But it had been weeks, and the last thing he wanted was to hurt her in his rush to get inside her again. When she relaxed, the clutch of her body finally loosening around him, he pushed in deeper. Then again, and again until he’d buried himself inside her.

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