Page 131 of Nick and Noel's Christmas Playlist

“Don’t joke please. I…I mean it. I love you. I’ve probably loved you, big love, for years, but was too scared to admit—”

Nick kissed her again, pushing her back onto the bed so they fell over with him on top. He trailed his lips over her cheek, chin, neck. Finally, he held himself up on his elbows, watching as her eyes fluttered open.

“I love you, too. Big L. With six exclamation points.”

Noel’s eyes twinkled. “Wow. That’s a lot.”

“I know.”

Noel leaned up to meet his kiss and it was the first time he’d felt completely at peace in his whole life. Noel, his opposite in nearly every way, centered him. Brought out the best in him.

Nick sat back, pulling his shirt up and tossing it aside. Noel’s hands slid from his stomach to his chest, kneading the muscles of his shoulders and arms.

He lifted her shirt, kissing his way along her stomach until he found the bottom of her sports bra. He helped her sit up and pulled the shirt and bra over her head, exposing her gorgeous, full breasts.

“I love you.”

“Are you talking to me or my boobs?” she teased, breathlessly.

“Them. I already told you, greedy.”

Noel’s giggle ended in a moan as Nick took her rosy nipple in his mouth, tonguing the sweet peak until it hardened. His other hand cupped and kneaded her other tit, and he heard her hum happily.

Nick’s hands grabbed the top of her leggings and pulled them down her legs until all she had on were those absurd Golden Girl panties.

“Well hello, ladies. Missed me?”

Noel pushed them down around her ankles with a snort. Her hands went to the button on his jeans and she opened them with a snap. “I don’t have the patience for your shenanigans.”

Nick let her do what she wanted, groaning as her hands slid inside, gripping his cock as they kissed slowly. Every pump of her hand drove him crazy.

When he couldn’t take anymore, he stood up, shimmying out of his pants and boxers, his gaze traveling over her as he realized that this was finally going to happen. The moment he’d been obsessing over, fantasizing about for nearly a month.

Nick lay down over her, slipping his hand between her legs. Loving Noel, watching her facial expressions, listening to every small sound made everything that much better. She responded to him like she couldn’t get enough, which worked because he felt the same way.

Her seam was slick and open, ready for him and he rolled her over him, letting her take control because he already knew making love to Noel would be spectacular for him. He wanted the same for her.

Noel raised herself up and fitted him against her wet entrance, slowly encasing him. Nick threw his head back, eyes closed, groaning as she took him inside, squeezing his cock.

When she moved over him, her eyes stayed on his face as her hips swayed, rolled, rocked.

Oh, god, fuck don’t come yet. Not yet. Not yet.

Loud pounding on the door startled them both and Noel caught herself with her hands on his chest, her eyes wide.

“Hey, whatcha doing?” Pike called through the door.

“Oh my God,” Noel moaned. “Not again.”

Nick cursed. He couldn’t believe he’d forgotten Pike and Anthony were still in the apartment.

Clearing his throat, he hollered, “Thanks for the help guys, but we’re going to finish these boxes and go to bed.”

“You sure you don’t need an extra hand?” The doorknob wiggled playfully and Noel flattened herself over him, grabbing for the blanket.

“For fucks sake, get out of here now!”

“Geez, okay okay! Hey we’re going to take some money from your wallet and hit the bar, in case you want to meet up after you’re done with those…boxes.”

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