Page 46 of Hard Rock Tease
"If you're drunk we can't have sex later. I don't want to take advantage of someone who can't give their consent."
He snorted. "I'm fucking you so I can write songs. Who's taking advantage of whom?"
My heart clenched in my chest. Was that really all we were, after all this time? My face threatened to crumble. I needed a minute alone before Noah noticed.
"I'm going to the restroom."
Blinking back tears, I made my way to the back of the bar.
I should have known there was nothing real between us. I thought Noah had started to open up to me. To let me in. I'd been wrong. It was just sex to him.
I splashed cold water on my face to cool myself. My eyes were rimmed with red from holding back tears. I leaned against the sink for long moment, taking deep breaths in and out.
Okay. So Noah didn't have any real feelings for me. I'd known going into this whole thing that it was only ever going to be sex. Noah Hart didn't do romance. I had to keep reminding myself of that. I couldn't get my hopes up. If it was just sex to him, then I'd have to make sure to remind myself that it was just sex for me as well.
I finally got a grip on myself and made my way back to the bar.
When I got there, I found Noah staring down into his beer. I took a seat next to him gingerly.
"I misspoke earlier," he said, not looking at me.
I continued to breathe in and out slowly. I didn't want to let him know I was upset. "Misspoke about what?"
He stared at me for long moments. He brought a hand to my cheek, brushing my bottom lip with his thumb.
"I don't want you thinking I only have sex with you so I can write music."
My heart swelled, the ache in my chest easing. I gave him a soft smile. "Noah…"
His other handed wandered to the swell of my ass. "I have sex with you because you're hot as hell."
I choked out a snort of disbelief. He removed his hands, turning serious again.
"It's like I said before. You're talented. I—" he paused, looking almost embarrassed. He met my eyes. "I need you."
He said the words so softly I almost didn't catch them. When they finally registered, relief and elation filled my chest.
I knew how hard it was for Noah to rely on people. Even harder for him to admit it out loud. I leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his cheek.
"I'll help you in any way I can."
"Any way?"
I pulled back to find his eyes were dark and heated. My inner muscles pulsed and throbbed.
"You want to get out of here?" I asked.
"Fuck yes."
Chapter Fifteen
Noah draggedme back to his apartment, paying the taxi cab extra to speed and get us there faster. He immediately brought me to his bedroom and threw me on the bed.
His kisses were heated and fervent, his movements eager as he began stripping me of my clothes. I unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off his shoulders, running my hands over his chest, exploring his tattoos. He shuddered under my hands.
"Fuck. Jen." He kicked off his pants, leaving him naked and hard.
I met his eyes. They were still glassy and bright. He fisted my hair in his hands and pulled me in for another kiss.
