Page 21 of Norah

He brushes a kiss across mine and goes on. “You need to believe me when I say this. I love you. I want to spend every second of every day making up for the shit that was thrown at you. You are still thesameNorah that I fell in love with. OK?I love you.”

Can it really be true? He still loves me?A tiny light finds its way into the darkness I’ve grown to accept. He loves me. He believes in me. If Ethan believes I’m a good person, maybe it’s actually true. Maybe I’ve been wrong all along. A glow spreads through me as I meet his gaze, trying to show all that I feel for him. “I love you too.”

Ethan presses a tender kiss to my lips, then stands, still holding me close. “We’ve done enough talking for now, baby. Now it’s time for me to show you how I feel.” With broad strides, he takes us into the bedroom and lays me on the bed. Lowering down next to me, his expression tender, he brushes his hand across my cheek. “Let me show you how much I love you. OK?”

I don’t even have to hesitate. “Yes.”

Prove My Love

ETHAN

As I stare into Norah’s storm-tossed eyes, I take a few moments to appreciate the damp smoothness of her porcelain skin beneath my hand.

My emotions have been swinging from sadness to rage, from heartbreak to intense love. But for now, I want to push everything else away and focus on the love I have formyamazing woman. After everything she’s been through, that she’s still here and letting me love her astounds me. I need to show her, touch her, prove my love for Norah is deep and true.

I lower my mouth to hers and capture it, first softly, then deeper. Her lips taste salty, and I lick the dried tears away. Hands cupping her cheeks, I gently trace the damp lines where tears have fallen. As my tongue thrusts into her mouth, she moans, and meets mine with her own. I slide one palm down to Norah’s neck and rest my thumb on her pulse to find it pounding erratically.

She nibbles my lower lip, then sucks on it, sending a rush of pleasure downward to my fast-growing arousal. Our kisses have been intense, tender, comforting, but this one is muchmore. Without her past being hidden behind walls of misplaced shame, Norah is allowing herself to fully open up to me. Finally, she’s given all of herself to me- to protect, to trust, and to love.All mine.

With my mouth still occupied with Norah’s, it gives my hands freedom to explore. I move one hand down from her neck to trace patterns across her breasts. My other hand slides behind her, allowing me to pull her into a seated position. In a quick motion, I pull her top off and toss it on the floor.

I tilt her back so her breasts thrust upwards, plump and perfect. Tearing my lips from hers, I lower them to tease each nipple until both are red and swollen. Small moans encourage me to move my attention lower, dropping kisses across her smooth belly.

Her hands fumble at my shirt, trying to remove it. She growls in displeasure, but finally tears it off with a cry of victory. Leaning forward, Norah presses a tentative kiss to my chest. From there, she drifts her mouth to the opposite side, leaving a trail of small kisses in her wake.

Her fingers graze lightly across my belly, causing me to inhale at the sudden rush of heat that ignites below. She’s intent on exploring my bare skin, all lips and tongue and gentle caresses. When I catch her gaze, her eyes are dark, nearly black with desire.

I want to give Norah the time to ease into this, but my body is in flames. Forcing myself still, I lean back and admire the sight of Norah’s glossy hair as it drags across my chest and stomach. Her tongue traces a line down my sternum and pauses just above the waist of my jeans. I suck in a breath at the exquisite sensation of Norah’s mouth, so close to my throbbing erection.Holy hell.I’m not sure how much longer I can hold back, every muscle in my body screaming to possess what I’ve long desired.

Norah glances back up at me, looking for reassurance, and smiles as she sees the desire in my eyes. Without looking away, she releases the button of my fly, then slides the zipper open. Her hand reaches inside my briefs, cool and soft against my hard heat within.

As her fingers stroke my erection, it swells even bigger, straining to escape from the constraints of my clothing. Norah’s eyes widen, pupils almost fully dilated, as her hand wraps around the thick weight of my shaft. Her lips part, rosy and damp, while her cheeks flush with excitement.

I can’t wait anymore.With a low growl, I capture Norah’s mouth with mine. My lips slant over hers, and my tongue plunges deep. My hands make quick work of her pants, nearly ripping them off in a frenzy of desire. She’s wearing black lace panties underneath, and I cast them a quick admiring glance before sliding them off.

Naked before me, Norah glows, her pale skin luminescent and silken. Her breasts are small but perfect, her nipples bright pink and swollen from the attention they’ve received. Her tiny waist tapers to slightly flaring hips, and I can see the dampness in her rosy folds, ready for me.

I lay her back against the covers and drag my hand down from her neck all the way to her warm heat. My fingers explore the luscious wetness while I kiss her neck, sucking and licking. A sudden instinct screams at me to mark her, to prove to the world that she’s mine. So I suckle at the side of her neck until the spot is flushed and hot. Norah moans as my fingers slip inside her. First one, then two. I swirl them around, in and out, until I can feel that she’s completely ready for me.

Pausing for a moment, I yank my jeans off, then my briefs. Now naked above her, I brace myself up with one arm while my fingers continue to plunge deeper into her core. Her inner walls flutter around me, and her breath quickens.She’s getting close. I remove my fingers from her dampness and suck them clean. Norah’s eyes flare with need, and I quickly position myself above her. I want to go fast, but it’s been a while for Norah, and the last thing I want is to hurt her.

I position the head of my shaft at her entrance and slide inside. It’s achingly slow, painfully sweet, as her inner walls grip me tightly. Inch by inch, I descend deeper and deeper, until I’m all the way inside her. Norah gasps as her body adjusts to my size. She’s so tiny, it’s no surprise that I fill her completely.

“Are you OK?” I ask. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No,” she replies, sounding out of breath, “It’s good. Full, but good.”

“Soon, it will feel even better,” I promise her. Moving slowly, I drag my shaft back and forth in small increments, enjoying the increase of moisture with each movement. Leaning forward a little, I angle myself to put pressure on Norah’s sensitive nub. Her breath quickens as I rub, breaths panting out in small puffs against my chest. She feels amazing, so tight and wet and responsive; I have to force myself not to finish too fast.

As Norah gets wetter and small quivers radiate through her core, I move faster. I flick my fingers against her clit, and after a few more thrusts, she comes apart beneath me. Her walls clamp down, squeezing, building my excitement to a level I’ve never felt before.It’s incredible. While Norah still ripples around my shaft, I pump twice more, hard, and explode into absolute bliss.

I sag down, muscles shaking, but keep enough of my weight to not crush her. Rolling onto my back, I flip Norah over so she’s lying on top of me. I’m still inside of her, slightly hard, reveling in the aftershocks of our connection. She rests her cheek against my chest and I can feel her lips curve into a smile.

Wrapping my arms around her petite frame, I press my lips to the top of her head. It’s so perfect, being here like this, with Norah in my embrace. Right now, it’s never been clearer.I never want to let her go.

NORAH

Wow.That was… amazing. Mind-blowing. Unimaginable.

---