Page 74 of The Girl I Once Loved

“I know, baby. I know,” he cajoles as he kisses away my tear. “Eyes on me, Sky.”

My gaze snaps to his, flinching at all the emotion in their depths. I don’t want it to be like this.

I can’t have it be like this.

But what do I do with the fact that it already is?

How am I ever going to live without this again?

And it’s not just the sex. It’s the back and forth of our breaths, the way my soul is finally sitting calmly in my chest after years of hurting and wanting him back.

“Baby, just let go,” he whispers, his hand holding my neck loosely, his thumb tracing against my fluttering pulse. He feels so tight inside me. So good. Like all the emptiness I’ve had all these years has finally been filled.

And there’s the fact that we haven’t used protection once this week. And we haven’t talked about it once since that initial “I’m clean” conversation.

I’m old enough to know better.

Just because I’m on the pill and he is adamant that he’s clean, doesn’t exactly mean I’m safe.

But I can’t find it in myself to care.

I cling to him, taking in his scent, the feel of his skin against my hands, the brush of his hair against my face as he fucks into me.

Except it feels a lot less like fucking at the moment…and a lot more like…

No—I wasn’t going to go there.

“Get out of your head, little stalker,” he growls as he bites down on my lower lip. “Rub your clit. Get yourself there.”

I immediately obey his order, my hand slipping between us, rubbing at my clit, and pleasure bubbles up inside me. He glances down between us, watching as if entranced as his dick slides in and out, my core sucking him in deep every time.

Noah’s expression is determined, focused, like he’s trying to memorize the sight of our bodies becoming one.

“You fucking own me,” he growls, the veins in his neck pronounced as he starts to thrust harder, like he’s trying to imprint the feel of his dick in my womb.

I wish I owned him.

Like how he seems to own me.

The thought is terrifying. So like everything else I’m feeling at the moment…

I push it away.

“Come for me, baby,” he says roughly, and within seconds, my insides are tightening around his dick, an orgasm spiraling through me, so intense that the edges of my vision darken as the pleasure overcomes me.

“Oh fuck!” he cries out, suddenly pulling out of me. His hand works his cock furiously, and a second later, hot cum is shooting out, spraying all over my belly and breasts.

Noah’s chest is heaving as he takes it in, a dark, possessive gleam in his gaze. He rubs the cum into my skin, spreading it all over until my entire chest…my entire stomach, is covered in him. Noah takes the last remnants of it and pushes it inside me, sending little tremors of pleasure pulsing through me as his fingers fuck in and out of me lazily.

He leans forward and brushes a soft, tender kiss on my lips that’s at odds with how intense everything was just moments before.

Noah collapses next to me, his fingers still inside me for a few more moments before he pulls them out, brings them to his lips, and while still holding eye contact with me—licks all of me…and some of him…off.

“Wow,” I mutter, unsure why that seems so freaking hot to me.

“Wow is right. You taste delicious,” he grins, looking so handsome, it feels like my heart is breaking just staring at him.

It’s not really fair to my heart that my vagina can’t get enough of him.

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