Page 55 of Resisting Temptation

I see the relief washing over her, and I know she’s right here with me. “Yes, Noah.”

I can’t help the smirk that breaks out over my face. I pull out of her. “Turn around,” I tell her.

She does as I say, and I move her dress up and over her ass. Palming her cheeks, I pull her back on to me, impaling her so deep this time that she cries out louder. “Fuck, Noah. Yes, yes.”

I can’t help the chuckle that rumbles through me as I grip her tightly, finding her neck with my lips and kissing her wherever I can make contact.

She pants and groans, her adorable cries for more filling my ears and sending me crazy. I give hereverything she’s asking for, pumping deeper and harder with every cry. I can tell she is already close to falling apart all over again, and I need her to. I need to feel her pussy clench around my cock, milking my orgasm right out of me.

Moving with more determination, my hips rock forward. “That’s it, baby, cum for me.” My voice rumbles out of me as I bite her earlobe.

Her tight little pussy convulses around my cock, pulling my release from me in a blur of euphoria. We stand like this for some time, me holding her so close I can feel her racing heart. Eventually I pull out of her, tie the condom off and slip it inside my pocket, and do my pants back up. She spins back around so we’re back in each other’s arms, our foreheads pressed together. “I love you, Paisley,” I murmur, not able to keep the words inside any longer.

She fixes up her dress and takes my hand, staring up at me. “I love you too, Noah.” She snuggles into me closer. “Do you think we’re ever getting out of here?”

“Why don’t you call Em again and check.”

She dials Emerson’s number again, but as she waits for the call to connect, the door suddenly opens on the ground floor, and Emerson, Brody, and Gisele are standing in the opening. Paisley pulls back from me, but I tug her back to my side. No more sneaking around. This girl is mine, and I’m ready for the world to know it. She looks at me, puzzled by my possessive reaction to her trying to distance herself. But what did she expect after the moment we just shared?

“You guys alright?” Gisele asks, eyes wide when she sees us in each other’s arms.

“Yeah, just hot.” Paisley fans her face, trying to play it cool, but there is no hiding what we were up to. The small space smells of sex, and I for one couldn’t give a fuck if they all know. It’s about time our friends know who she is to me.

“Thanks for coming to our rescue, Em,” I say to Emerson, and she smiles slyly. She played her part tonight perfectly, giving us just enough time to fuck and make up.

“So, you two finally got your stuff together?” Emerson laughs. “Well, it’s about time.”

“Don’t go spreading rumors just yet, Em, we still need to keep this quiet. I’m working for the opposition, remember? And somehow, I don’t think he will be impressed,” Paisley says, looking over her shoulder at me. Her eyes are filled with guilt, but there is nothing to be guilty over. Beckett will just have to deal with this new complication.

“Yeah, you might have to quit,” Brody grumbles.

I laugh, agreeing with him. “That’s exactly what she should do.”

She pulls back from me, mortified. “I’m not doing anything of the sort. Em, can you tell Parker I’ll meet him in the parking lot,” she snips, taking off in that direction.

“Mae’s giving him a lift home,” Gisele calls after her, but she doesn’t turn back.

“I’ll make sure she gets home safely.” I wink in their direction before taking off after her.

“You better, looks like she’s pissed with you again already.” Emerson laughs, knowing how difficult her little friend is. But she’s not pissed, she’s just scared, and when I get her home, I’ll make sure she’s okay withall of this, because I’m not letting her go. Campaign to win or not.

Chapter 30

Paisley

My nails dig into the soft sheets of his bed, trying to get some traction. Our sleepy morning cuddle has turned into him fucking me from behind while I hang on for the rough ride. There is nothing better to wake up to. Especially now that I know he’s not going anywhere.

“Yes. Don’t stop.” His arms encircle me tightly, pulling me closer as he moves forcefully inside me, one arm around my neck, the other toying with my breast roughly. My eyes roll back in my head, an overload of pleasure thrumming through me. I’m already raw from the elevator then the three times we fucked when he brought me home, but I don’t care. I want more. With him like this, I’m alive and everything is right in the world. And with all the messed-up stuff going on, this is exactly what I need. To feel safe in his arms, protected from it all.

“You’re so wet for me, baby.” He shoves me forward so I’m on my front and picks up the pace, our bodies slapping togetherbrutally. With a firm grip on my hips, his fingers bite into my skin. He knows what I like, what I need. This is what I have been missing in my life.

I cry out with every deep thrust, him filling me deliciously with his massive cock. My head spins, and I bury it in the bed.

“Cum for me, baby,” he grunts. And that’s it for me, my body convulses around him, waves of pleasure wracking over me like a tidal wave.

He collapses onto the bed next to me, sweaty and exhausted. “This is how I want to wake up every morning.”

“You’d get sick of me.” I laugh.

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