Page 52 of The Cinnamon Bun Book Store
‘Um ... as soon as possible, I would say. Unless...’ The words stuck in her throat when she felt the soft brush of Noah’s hand against her breast. ‘Unless you’re busy.’
Noah chuckled as he undid her top button. ‘Definitely not busy.’
‘Right.’ Another button undone. ‘Good.’ Another.
Noah paused at the fourth, his gaze settling on the cleavage that was now visible. Thank the sweet lord that she put on a good bra this morning and not the worn-out one that was barely hanging on.
He leaned in and swept the hair from her neck with his hand. His breath skated across her skin before he kissed along her jaw bone.
‘This is going to be fun,’ he whispered, sending chills through Hazel’s body. She had no doubt about that.
His fingers continued their trek down the front of her shirt undoing each button, slowly, torturously, while Noah kissed and sucked her neck. He tugged the bottom of her shirt from her pants to get to the last of the buttons and when he did, he pulled away from her neck and stood back.
Hazel was dazed, already so turned on she didn’t know what to do with herself. The delicate skin on her neck tingled from Noah’s lips and the scrape of his stubble. Her shirt hung open, the rapid rise and fall of her chest moving the two sides further apart.
‘Much better.’ Noah’s smile was triumphant this time, his eyes dark and hungry and for the first time in her life Hazel understood what it felt like to be wanted. To be desired.
And it felt really damn good.
She wrapped her hands in Noah’s tight black T-shirt and tugged him forward. She wanted more of this. More of him. More of feeling this damn good.
‘Do you know how many times I’ve pictured you like this?’ he murmured into her skin as he kissed down her neck. He traced the top of her breasts with his lips and then with his tongue and Hazel groaned.
He stood and put his hands on her hips and she was up on the countertop before she registered what he was doing.
‘Every damn time I would come into that shop and see you there behind the register, all buttoned up. All prim and proper.’
‘I’m not prim.’ Hazel gasped as Noah’s tongue dipped into the top of her bra and found her nipple. She wrapped her legs around his waist and tugged him closer.
He chuckled, his warm breath raising goosebumps in the places he’d just licked. ‘Well, I know that now. But then, I just wanted to rip open that damn shirt and...’
He demonstrated exactly what he wanted to do, burying his face between Hazel’s breasts, his hands coming up to cup and squeeze them. Hazel arched toward him, wanting more, needing more. She slid the shirt the rest of the way off, letting it pool on the counter behind her.
Noah’s hands came around her and undid the clasp of her bra. He pulled back, then, like he was unwrapping her and didn’t want to miss a minute of seeing his gift. A moment of insecurity hit Hazel. It was a heady feeling to know someone had been fantasizing about you, but what if you didn’t live up to the fantasy?
She met Noah’s hungry gaze. Okay, maybe she was living up to it pretty well.
‘So perfect,’ he groaned, cupping a naked breast in his hand. He ran his thumb over the nipple and Hazel couldn’t help the sharp intake of breath at the movement. He grinned. ‘You are so damn sexy, Hazel Kelly.’
She might be starting to believe it. With the way he was looking at her, touching her like he couldn’t get enough. She’d be an idiot not to believe it.
He ducked his head and took her nipple in his mouth. He sucked and Hazel’s head dropped back. It thunked against the top cabinets but she didn’t feel it. She didn’t feel anything except Noah’s mouth on her body and the growing ache between her legs.
‘You okay?’ he asked, lapping at her nipple between words.
Hazel groaned. ‘Yes. Very okay.’
She could feel his smile against the curve of her breast.
‘Do you want me to keep going?’
‘God, yes.’
He chuckled and then ran his tongue over her other nipple. Hazel’s body arched toward him. She wasn’t in control of it anymore. This was a new body. A body that wanted and was wanted. This body was sexy and desirable, and even if those feelings hadn’t totally sunk into her brain yet they had been thoroughly absorbed by her skin.
Noah alternated between sucking and flicking his tongue over her sensitized nipples until Hazel wondered if she could come just from this. Was that a thing? How had she come this far and still know so little about her own body?
And why had her past boyfriends paid so little attention to her breasts? They were right there!
