Page 77 of I Shouldn't Feel This Way

“Okay, nowthatis a lie.” Noah chuckled, as we kept moving side to side.

Why did he always have to smell so good? I rested my head in between the crook of his neck and breathed in his scent, wondering what Vanessa would think if she walked in on us. Maybe she wouldn’t care. In some ways, I didn’t believe that she really loved him, because she loved herself more.

“Aria.”

“Yes?” I kept my eyes shut and waited for him to ask me something, but he hesitated.

“I love you.”

“… I love you too,” I whispered back, gently placing the softest kiss against the base of his throat.

“Are you going to tell me what’s going on with you?” He murmured the question in my ear, sending chills down my spine.

I shook my head in silence.

“All right, but I’m not letting you off the hook that easily. You’re only getting a Get out of Jail Free card tonight, Missy.”

I pulled back and looked at him. It would have been so hot if he just slammed me against the wall and devoured me. Having sex with Noah seemed like the only way I could ever transition to womanhood. My gift to him would be my golden V card … The things I would do to that body … if he only knew. He’d probably think I was a porn star in training.

There were many nights where I dreamed of waking Noah with some spontaneous foreplay … slowly sucking him off in his sleep. By the time he’d realize what was going on, he’d already be ejaculating so hard, releasing wave after wave down my throat. It would be too late to stop. I had countless dreams of him penetrating me in so many positions: spooning, missionary, lotus, reverse cowgirl … I always woke up stimulated and bordering on a mentally induced orgasm—especially when I’d dream of him going down on me in my sleep, licking my slick, wet folds with his warm tongue … way too hot. I had to stop these excessive sexual thoughts.

The music slowly faded out and ended. And with it, so did our intimate encounter. Noah let go of my waist and stepped back.

“You need to get a shirt on.” He reached down to the floor and picked up his shirt. “And I need to finish up some work.”

I couldn’t help but steal a last glance at his flawless body before he covered it up again.

“I’ll be in my study if you need me.”

With a slight nod, I signaled an okay.

“All right.” He exhaled deeply. “Going now.” Noah couldn’t seem to take his eyes off me, as he slowly backed away. “Goodnight, then.”

“Goodnight, Noah,” I said with a subtle smile.

Halfway out the door, he stopped in his tracks. My heart accelerated as I watched him turn around and retrace his steps in a quick stride. He had a distinct look in his eye, as if he’d been struck by a revelation.

Noah … what are you doing? Oh God—he’s going to kiss me, he’s going to kiss me!

He took my face in his hands and … fondly pressed his lips against the corner of my mouth. It wasn’t a full-frontal kiss, but sparks were flying in my head—a grand finale of fireworks exploding in the darkness. I was happy and disappointed at the same time because I wanted more. His unprompted affection had triggered that same urge I felt when I was in the car with him that morning. My hands took on a new will of their own as they landed along his jawline. I sensually kissed the corner of his smile over and over again. When I finally withdrew, Noah stared at me observantly. I surrendered and lost myself under that ocean wave that pulled me closer into his deep blue eyes. He gazed at my lips, breathing just as slowly as I was.

Please don’t leave, please kiss me back.I was aching for it.

“I love you,” I said, my eyes never leaving his.

“I can feel it.” His voice sounded seductively husky.

Can you really feel it, Noah? Can you truly feel how in love with you I am?I sincerely doubted it.

The energy between us was so emotionally charged that it was overwhelming me and making me want to shy away from his intensifying gaze. Noah gently glided his thumb down the curvature of my jaw and rolled it over my bottom lip slowly, so that it softly bounced back upon release. For a second, I was sure he was considering a kiss.

He licked his lips and slowly leaned forward.

This is it.I closed my eyes and anticipated the heat of his kiss, but his mouth didn’t crash down on mine. Instead, he left a long lingering kiss on my forehead. Was I disappointed? Yes. All that buildup … tension …

“I’ll get out of your way now,” said Noah. “Sleep tight, princess.”

“Night.”

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