Chapter Thirty-Four
Jess
I stared into the depths of Noah’s eyes, waiting for his reaction. Asking me to move in with him and Gina was a huge step. And I wanted nothing more than to show him how grateful I was for him to take the relationship further. It had been a whirlwind of emotions since we met, and I finally felt we were on the right path. If Noah wanted this place to be the location of his next home, I wanted to christen it properly.
Noah tugged at the straps of my dress and pulled each one down slowly. “First, I would do this.”
My skin lit up at his touch. “Yeah?”
“Then this,” he said, kissing my shoulder while his hand worked the other strap down.
I hadn’t worn a bra that day, so when he pulled the fabric down, my breasts popped out, exposing themselves to him. My nipples were hard, ready for his touch.
Noah’s eyes widened as they glanced down at my chest. He cupped one of them, his thumb moving slowly around the peak. With his other hand, he pulled me closer to him, resting his fingers on the back of my neck. He twirled his fingers into my hair, getting a better grip on me. His kissed were slow and deliberate as if he were taking the time to taste every single tantalizing drop of me. Tingles moved down my entire body until they reached the tips of my toes.
I pushed myself against him, wanting to feel more of his hands on me. My hands wandered to his hips, and I quickly unbuckled his belt and popped open the button.
I shoved my hand inside his pants and was pleasantly surprised that he was ready for me.
He broke the kiss, only for a moment. Our eyes met, and the heat behind his eyes made me even wetter than I already was.
I lifted the edge of his shirt, and he reached back to fist the fabric and tug it over his head. My fingers splayed against his chest, which appeared much tanner than it had when we’d made love last. Days at the beach made his skin a beautiful shade of bronze.
Thinking of the beach made me think of us having sex on the beach during our last date night before everything went wrong then perfectly right again. Now I had a chance to show him how right we were together.
His hands rested on my waist, and he slowly turned me around. He hiked up the skirt of my dress and rubbed himself against me.
I glanced over my shoulder and met his mouth with mine.
He kneaded my breast while trailing the other hand down to between my thighs.
I gasped when his fingers found my clit.
“I love how wet you get for me,” he said against my lips.
I fell against him, my legs turning to jelly.
He shoved a finger inside of me, and I moaned loudly.
He slowly moved in and out of me. As good as it felt to have him touching me, I yearned for his cock to mimic the movements.
I bumped my butt against him, rubbing against his hardness.
“You want more?” he asked.
I nodded my head, trapping my lower lip under my teeth.
Noah glanced around, and then his eyes flashed.
He took my hand and led me outside onto the terrace. I looked around at the other two houses next door. Sami informed us earlier that they were rentals, so a majority of the year we’d have the space to ourselves.
But the way that Noah made me feel, I wouldn’t have cared if anyone was home. I was wrapped up in him and couldn’t care less if anyone saw. Thinking of that stirred my stomach.
Noah placed my hands on the railing and lifted my skirt again, shoving it to the side. He quickly rolled a condom on himself then pushed aside my panties and positioned his tip against my opening.
He entered me, incredibly slowly, stretching me.
I pushed myself against him, and he let out a small grunt.
I grinned and moved around his cock, wanting to please him as much as he pleased me.
He pumped inside of me, building me up, before slowing back down to a teasingly slow pace.
“This is fucking perfect,” he said. “I picked a good house. With a fantastic view.”
“Uh-huh,” I said between thrusts.
“I want to fuck you every night, right here.”
“I wouldn’t be opposed to that.”
“God, Jess, you’re fucking amazing. You feel so good.” And as if he needed to test this theory, he reached around and started rubbing his fingers over my clit while he fucked me from behind.
I lifted up onto my toes to angle him into the perfect position.
My hands gripped the railing, and I locked my elbows, pressing as much as I could against him. I wanted to feel every single inch of him. He ground against me harder and harder. My breath caught in my throat, and I squeezed myself around him, tightening and loosening as he slid in and out of me over and over again. We found our rhythm and just as I thought he was going to let go inside of me, he started to slow down.
“I don’t want this to end yet,” he said as if he was reading my thoughts.
I had other ideas for how I wanted to finish this.
“I want to look at you when I come,” I said, twisting around.
Noah came out of me. His slick cock was dripping with my wetness. I shoved the rest of my dress down, feeling deliciously wicked standing outside butt-naked and incredibly turned on. The breeze over the ocean danced across my skin, making all the hair on my body stand on end.
I grabbed onto Noah’s cock and started to stroke it. I wanted to take off the condom and touch his silky skin, but I wasn’t sure if he had another one. And I definitely wanted him to come inside of me. So, I stroked him with the latex on and cupped his balls in my hand, gently rolling them in my palm.
Noah moaned and sagged a little. But when his tongue touched my breast, I realized that was his goal. My breasts ached for his touch from his hands or his mouth. It didn’t matter. The combination of him kneading my breast or sucking the peak built me up again.
As if he felt the same way, he suddenly stopped and grabbed my ass, lifting me in the air.
“Oh!” I cried.
“I can’t wait any longer for you, Jess,” he said with hunger in his eyes.
He pressed me against the wall, and I held onto the railing for balance as he entered me again. I tilted my head back toward the sky, closing my eyes and feeling the swell of my lips as his cock pushed inside of me once more.
“Oh, God! Noah, keep going,” I said, unable to allow him to stop. I needed to come. I wanted it so badly.
He held me against him and then started to thrust quicker until my entire body rocked against his. He touched my sweet spot over and over until I reached the top of my peak. I cried out. My voice swallowed up by the ocean crashing to shore behind me.
Noah’s head dipped down, and his chin touched his chest. His hands gripped my waist until it almost hurt, but I knew he was close so I didn’t say anything. I rode the wave down as he came inside of me. Those final thrusts were slow as he finished, milking the feeling for all he could.
Once he was done, he helped me down from the railing.
Pins-and-needles prickled up my legs as I found my dress and slipped it back on. The fabric was harsh against my sensitive skin.
Noah pulled on his boxer briefs and pants, leaving his chest exposed.
Since there wasn’t any furniture, after we caught our breath, we sat on the terrace with our backs against the edge. Noah twined his fingers in mine, and I dropped my head to his shoulder. The after-effects of our lovemaking were delicious, and ripples of pleasure continued to course through me. I loved the touch of his hands on me. And I regretted that it was over too soon.
We sat there for a few moments, listening to the waves.
“That was fun,” he said and smiled against my hair.
“Mmhmm,” I said.
“What are you thinking?” he asked.
“Nothing,” I said.
He tilted my head up toward him. “Your eyes are far away; tell me,” he said. “You don’t regret doing this?”
“No!” I said quickly. “Of course not. I just want to make sure that you really want to move down here. For good.”
“I do,” he said without hesitation. “I want nothing more than to be here with you. If you were living in Antarctica, Gina and I would live in an igloo to be there. I want to be anywhere if you are there too.”
His words spread warmth throughout my body. I knew I had strong feelings for Noah, but for the first time, I admitted to myself that I actually loved him. Saying the words was a whole other thing, but I felt the same way about him as he did me. Even though I ran away from them, I didn’t care where we lived, just as a long as we were together.
We sat there for some time in silence, taking in the space and the future that was just starting between us.