Page 637 of Rage

“One, you walked in here with him. And two, as soon as he opened the door, he looked pissed so I know it wasn’t me.”

“I swear it wasn’t me; he woke up like that.”

The ‘he woke up like that’ piques my interest. I look at Noah with a curious expression. What does he mean he woke up like that?

“Did Sin stay with you last night?” I question.

He looks away almost shyly.He so did. I wonder if now is the time Noah will tell me he likes men. I’ve known for years now, ever since I saw Noah checking out a man when we were grocery shopping. I’ve never said anything because I was waiting for Noah to tell me. As the years passed, I thought maybe I was wrong until it happened again. Then I figured he hasn’t explored that part of himself.Did he explore it last night with Sin?

Noah finally looks back at me “Would it bother you if I said yes?”

“No,” I answer honestly, “it wouldn’t.”

He whips his head towards me and gives me a curious look.

“I already know, Noah.”

“Know what?” he quickly asks.

“I know you’re into men too,” I reply.

His eyes go wide. “Wha— how?”

“There have been signs. I’m not mad about it.”

His pupils dilate and I see heat enter his eyes. Damn I missed him. Just being near him again is like I can finally breathe again after being deprived of oxygen. These damn pregnancy hormones are gonna kill me. I feel my panties grow damp. Stepping towards Noah, I wrap my arms around his neck. He smiles at me and puts his hands on my waist.

“Hi,” I say shyly.

“Hi, baby,” Noah says back. “I can tell you want something. Tell me what you want.”

I stare up at him. “I want—” I trail off, biting my lip.

“Say it,” he growls out.

“I want you.”

“Good girl,” he smirks, picking me up by my waist.

I wrap my legs around his hips, locking my ankles behind his back. He places a hand on the back of my head, bringing my lips to his. The kiss starts out slow. I bite and suck on his bottom lip before releasing it with a pop. Noah moans softly before the kiss quickly turns hungry and feverish. He walks backwards until I feel the backs of his legs hit the bed and he falls on top of the comforter.

I straddle him, and we resume our kiss. Noah grabs the bottom of my shirt, tugging it over my head, starting to kiss down my neck and chest. I throw my head back on a moan while he grabs my waistband and starts to slide my pants and panties down over my ass. Noah flips me on the bed and pulls my pants off the rest of the way before kissing up my ankle to my calf and up my thigh. He pauses with his mouth directly over my core. He lowers his head and in one long motion, licks from my opening to my clit.

I put my hand over my mouth and let out a strangled cry. Noah must hear how muffled the sound is, because he reaches up and grabs my hand, pinning it against the bed. My hips lift off the bed while he continues his licking and sucking. With every scratch of his beard on my upper thigh, I fall closer to the edge. With my free hand, I reach down between my thighs and grab a handful of his hair. Noah moans into my core. The sensations are almost too much, so I press my thighs against the sides of his face and try to slide up the bed more, away from his mouth. With his other hand he wraps it around my thigh and pulls me back down to his mouth.

“No-Noah,” I moan out.

He lifts his head just enough to look at me. “Let go and come for me.”

Noah resumes eating me out, biting my clit hard enough for the sting of pain to shove me over the edge.

“Oh my god, Noah,” I cry out.

He climbs up the bed, then he’s kissing me. I wrap my legs around his waist, noticing he took off his pants. The shirt’s gotta go too. I grab the hem, and Noah breaks the kiss long enough to let me pull it over his head. I feel him reach down between our bodies and line his hard length up with my drenched center. He rubs it up and down my core before sliding into me.

I gasp as he stretches me. Noah is big–every time we have sex I feel him the next day. He starts out slow, but he picks up his pace and starts pounding into me harder. I feel another orgasm building. Noah lowers his head and takes my nipple into his mouth, sucking on it. He grazes it with his teeth and I shatter again. My body feels heavy and sated, but Noah isn’t done yet. His pace turns punishing and he starts rubbing circles on my swollen nub. The sensations are too much, it almost hurts.

“Noah, I can’t,” I cry.

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