Page 80 of Treacherous

It stung, and I cried out in shock, but my orgasm overrode the pain and my body sucked him in, welcoming his intrusion. I'd given him my virginity.

He won and I didn’t care.

He could have whatever he wanted so long as he kept making me feel this good. It felt like he was my mate in some gutturally primal way. Yeah, we fought like cat and dog, but there was no denying the way our bodies worked together – in sync with the other's needs and limits.

"Are you okay?" he whispered against my ear through breathless pants.

Was I?

I'd never felt better, spread open with him deep inside me. Somewhere in the back of my mind a niggling doubt telling me I'd lost a little of myself to Noah fluttered around and echoed, but the unbelievable sensations I was feeling told me I didn’t care.

I lifted my face to his.

I didn’t even know how to describe the feelings that were coursing through me as Noah plunged his erection into me.

I felt exposed, vulnerable and incredibly breakable for the first time in my life because I'd given him all of me.

The feel of his hard, pulsing cock sliding into me, pushing into me, taunting me was too much.

It was so…

Oh Jesus…

A sudden jolt beneath me caused me to cry out as a wave of ecstasy rolled through me. Noah shuddered as he emptied himself inside me and I trembled beneath him. He bent his head and claimed my lips with his.

And then the lights flickered on.

I blinked rapidly, adjusting to the sudden brightness.

"Shit, the elevator's moving," Noah husked as he slowly pulled out of me and reached for his duffel bag. Pulling a black shirt out of his bag, Noah slipped it over my head and helped me pull my arms through the sleeves before lifting me to my feet.

Noah dressed in record time. "You okay?" he asked in a gruff tone as he passed my shorts to me.

"I…" I shook my head and held onto his shoulders to steady myself.

Was I okay?

I looked into his dark brown eyes and chewed on my lip nervously. My thighs were drenched, but I didn’t dare look down as I quickly slipped my shorts on. "I'm not sure."

That was the truth.

I wasn’t sure of a lot of things right now. Like how I was feeling or how I should behave around him now.

Oh sweet Jesus…Noah Messina got me on my back…in the elevator of the hotel…owned by my best friend's father.

Bending down I grabbed my sports bra off the floor and my…underwear. My slutty behavior had surpassed anything else I'd done lately and I groaned in shame as I climbed unsteadily to my feet.

My hands were shaking – my entire body was shaking.

I felt like bawling like a baby.

What the hell had I done?

Feeling acutely embarrassed I edged away from Noah until I reached the other side of the elevator and then I stared straight ahead, willing the doors to open and provide me with an escape route.

"You can't be serious?" Noah said in an incredulous tone as he stared at me. "You're really going to pretend thatnothinghappened between us just now?"

I wasn’t sure what I planned on doing, but I avoided answering Noah.

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