“Showering.”
I pause, my eyes meeting his hazel ones, and my heart skips a little in my chest. Showering with someone feels so intimate. Thoughts of Jared from earlier fill my mind, and I know we shouldn’t. I hurt him. I’m still hurting him, and he doesn’t even know. We shouldn’t be doing this, but I can’t stop myself.
“Only if you want,” he adds, his hand grazing the top of my thigh. This is his way of making sure I’m comfortable, and I love that about him. He won’t ever do anything that I don’t want. That knowledge makes my decision even easier.
“Come on.”
The bathroom is small, not leaving much room for the two of us. Noah reaches over to turn the water on before letting his eyes fall back on me.
He steps closer and slides his fingers under the hem of my shirt, looking at me for permission. I quickly nod, not letting my gaze leave his. The feel of his fingers on my bare skin ignites a desire deep within me.
“Just so you know,” he starts, pulling my shirt over my head and letting it drop to the floor.
“This isn’t just fucking for me.”
I don’t have time to process his admission before his hands areback on me, pulling my skirt down over my hips, leaving me in only panties.
Unable to take it anymore, I reach up and pull him to me, kissing him softly. He reacts, deepening the kiss and pressing his body into mine. My back touches the cold tile wall as his hand grazes up my inner thigh to the edge of my underwear. Sucking in a breath, I slide my hands under his shirt, feeling the hard lines of his muscles right as he glides his hand over my pussy, earning a whimper from me.
Breaking the kiss, he pulls off his own shirt before unbuttoning his jeans. Fuck, he’s gorgeous. He runs his fingers up my legs, pulling my panties down.
“Get in before the water gets cold,” he orders as he pulls back the shower curtain for me to enter.
The hot water immediately soothes muscles I didn’t even know were aching until now. Noah steps into the shower directly behind me, his hand reaching around and resting on my lower belly.
I shudder, the feeling of his rough fingers brushing over me igniting small infernos on my skin. I want him, and he seems to sense it, sliding his hand up over my breasts to grip my throat.
“Already so needy,” he growls into my ear, my legs going weak from the sound.
His hot breath brushes that place right below my ear as he kisses and nips down my neck. Pressing his hips into me, I can feel the hardness of him against my back as his other hand slides up to my chest, rolling my nipple between his fingers. Fuck, he knows my body so well. A loud moan escapes my lips, but I’m silenced by his starved mouth meeting mine.
The kiss is rougher this time, less controlled. I dart my tongue out, gliding it over his as his hand slides down to my pussy, hisfingers dipping into my entrance, only deep enough to collect the wetness there.
“Fuck, princess, you’re already ready for me,” he praises as he pushes deeper, eliciting a moan from me. His fingers work into me expertly, and I lean into him, grinding my hips into his hand. I reach behind me, taking his hard cock in my hand, needing to feel him.
“Noah, I need you inside me,” I plead.
He sucks in a breath as I start to glide my hand over him, brushing my thumb over the tip.
“Not until you come for me,” he grits, spinning me around to face him.
Dropping to his knees, he grips my thighs, pulling me to him. Before I can register what he’s doing, his mouth is on me, his tongue flat, licking my entire pussy. I yelp, tangling my fingers into his hair.
His tongue feels so fucking good as he swirls it over me, causing my grip to tighten, pleasure coiling deep in my core. He grunts, pulling my clit between his teeth. A warning. I ignore it, tugging harder.
A deep chuckle vibrates over my pussy as two fingers push into me. I nearly scream at the intrusion, pleasure shooting through my body. It doesn’t take long before I’m about to come around his fingers. My eyes flutter closed as my head falls back.
“Eyes on me, Kira,”he commands.
I obey surprised by his use of my name. My eyes lock on his as I tumble over the edge, muttered curses on my lips.
chapter twenty-one
noah
I can’t hold myself back any longer—the need to be buried deep inside her overcoming me. Rising to my feet, I spin her around, pressing her against the tile wall. She gasps but doesn’t fight it. It’s a fucking beautiful sight, her bent over for me, water cascading down her back.
Wasting no time, I grip her hip with one hand while I guide myself to her entrance. She presses back into me impatiently, making me want to delay it even longer. I tease her, sliding my cock over her slick folds.