Right up to summer break, Noah kept his word and allowed me to move our relationship along at a slow pace. We Facetimed, called each other, and talked for hours during the day when Molly was at school to get to know more about each other, and then again in a more Molly friendly call so he and Molly could get to know each other as well.

During our time, Noah told me some truths that I hated, like how it was for him in the early days. From how he spoke I knew he was a little ashamed of the way he was back then, but he wanted there to be no secrets between us, which suited me fine. I’d have hated to go the distance only to find some piece of his history I couldn’t get past.

Our dates were less than conventional for most ordinary people, let alone a rock star who had seen and done most things, but Noah showed me how serious he was by persevering with my pace. When he told me about his life, mine had felt dull in comparison, but the Facetime calls were a great way to build on the relationship we’d started in such strange circumstances.

Thursdays became our routine visit to his parents instead of just his. It was a safe, private place where we could spend private time together away from prying eyes, and although it had felt a bit weird to begin with, Noah argued nothing was weird after how we got together in the first place.

The first time his mom offered to keep Molly occupied because we, “Had things to do away from little ears and eyes” I almost fell through the floor at her blunt explanation and I felt like an awkward teenager again.

After picking up Molly, she pulled the door closed, and I moved sideways to the small window and watched them get smaller as they walked away. I was lost in thought as Molly skipped her way toward the trees when I felt Noah’s heavy breath on my shoulder. Placing his strong hands either side of the window frame, he kept me in place. Leaning forward he inhaled deeply into my hair.

“God, you smell good,” he muttered and took one hand away, sweeping my hair to one side. Bending his head, he placed his soft lips on the sweet spot on my neck and my head rolled automatically to the side giving him greater access.

“Damn, so responsive, baby, I love that,” he mumbled in a low voice and continued his ministrations around my neck and shoulders after he’d placed his hand back against the wood on the other side of me. The fact that his lips were the only part of him that was touching me made what he did feel more erotic.

Continuing to pepper kisses on my skin, I couldn’t hold back the soft sighs and weak moans that escaped because it took every ounce of free will to resist turning around to face him. His mouth worshiped such a small area of my body, but it aroused me so much and made me ache with anticipation of his touch.

“Do you like how I make you feel, Maggie?” he whispered, in a voice that sounded sinful.

“Uh-huh,” I replied, licking my dry lips as my entrance squeezed tight.

“Do you want me to touch you, baby?” he teased, and he ran his tongue from my collar bone to my ear. A shiver tore down my back as my nipples crimped and my whole body shook slightly with need.

“Yes,” I whimpered in a weak, soft voice as my addiction to Noah grew.

“Like this?” he taunted again as his hands left the window frame and traced down my sides. He dragged his wet tongue quickly from my neck to my ear again and stuck it inside. Fresh gooseflesh erupted over every inch of me. Another long shiver made my skin feel electric and my heart pumped like crazy.

His warm arms curled around my waist from behind and pulled me roughly against him. My breath hitched, and he chuckled softly into my ear.

“Am I turning you on, Maggie?”

“A little,” I answered afraid to admit to how he made me feel. He laughed louder because he saw through my lie by how much my body was responding to his touch.

Noah inhaled deeply then let out a slow shuddery breath, “Fuck, you smell so delicate, yet I don’t think you will be once I’m inside you.” His remark hinted at the sexual power he possessed, and it took me off guard, making my heartbeat treble. I held my breath in anticipation of what he’d do next.

Grabbing the hem of my top he lifted it up. He stopped when I tried to turn and placed his hands on my hips, keeping me in place.

“Stay right where you are; I’m enjoying unveiling you by the fading light,” he whispered close to my ear. I sighed and felt in awe that someone as amazing as Noah would think like that, even for one minute in relation to me. His words sent a shiver of need down my spine because the combination of his hot breath as it fanned my skin and his words laced with intent made me breathless.

“I’m in no hurry to take you yet, this is enough… for now,” he informed me softly as his gentle hands explored more of me. “I aim to please my woman by taking her slowly,” he whispered again, except this time in a sexy mock French accent. I smiled at that, but it was a short distraction because the combination of his hot breath on my skin and his playful tone had ignited the fire within me.

Staring out the window at the twilight I became conscious of each breath I inhaled and exhaled. They sounded raged and uneven. From the way Noah took control it was clear he knew what he was doing, and I was glad one of us did. I was amazed by the way he deliberately targeted only one erogenous zone but had still managed to gain total control of all of my senses. His unhurried dominance sent thrills of desire through my body and my trust in him grew greater with every minute that passed.

“You make me feel weak, Maggie,” he murmured, in a low seductive tone as he stripped my top from my body then discarded it on the floor. I closed my eyes and felt glad I was facing away from him because my figure wasn’t slender and lean like the women he was normally seen with.

Noah’s hands slid around my hips again, one snapping open the button on my jeans. His hands slid up to my breasts, and he held each one firmly in his hands as he pulled me back to lean against him.

“So fucking beautiful, baby,” he muttered near my ear. I felt his erect cock poking into my back as he did this. Separating from me he slid his hands back down to my hips and his fingertips grazed my skin next to the rough denim waistband. A sharp jolt of electricity coursed through my body making my core clench tighter. My breath hitched again, and a small vibration of need rocked deep within me.

Crouching down, he tugged my jeans down my legs to the floor and made short work of removing those too. He added them to the growing pile of clothes on the floor as the silence between us weighed heavily in the air as I tried to contain the feelings of lust that swirled all around me. “Relax,” he whispered, placing a gentle feather-light kiss from behind on one thigh then the other. My heart raced frantically as the nerves in my stomach balled tightly at the sound of that single word.

Palming my calves, he slid his strong warm hands from them up to my thighs. Fresh wetness pulled at my entrance as my knees almost buckled.

“Steady, sweetheart,” he murmured in a low sensual tone, then a soft chuckle escaped his throat. “Your skin is exquisite… like porcelain. Has anyone ever told you that?” he asked in a serious tone as he lifted one foot and spread my legs wider. In a long sweeping movement his warm gentle hands glided up my smooth legs, around and over my thighs to the front and trailed back around until he slid them over my butt cheeks. “Stunning,” he said through a breath.

“Not really,” I replied in a barely there voice as I quivered with anticipation again.

“Have you any idea how hard it is to touch you this slowly when all I want to do is to flatten your beautiful firm tits against this window and fuck you as hard as you can take it?”

I wondered if I could get any wetter between my thighs when I heard his admission and a new bout of self-consciousness washed over me. I never imagined anything like what was happening right then, to happen to me—ever.

Standing in front of a window in a vulnerable undressed state was so far removed from who I was. My cheeks were on fire and I felt like an unsure teenager for a moment, but I was soon distracted from that thought when Noah suddenly knelt, lifted one leg over his shoulder, and repositioned his head between my open legs. My heart did a somersault in my chest. I ran my dry tongue over my lips.

“Stunning,” he said again, as a finger gently slid past the lace of my thong and circled lightly around my folds. “Even in the dim light I can see how I’ve affected you. God can you feel how wet you are?” he asked, “You’re soaked.” It was clear from the lower gravelly pitch his voice had, Noah was definitely turned on. I heard him swallow, right before he pressed his closed lips firmly against the lace of my thong.

He stilled then I heard and felt him inhale deeply. “Damn, Maggie,” he cussed as he tugged my thong to the side. His hot wet tongue explored my folds, his tender strokes once again slow and deliberate. Giving me a teasing nudge he almost breached my entrance then slid back up my slit to circle my clitoris over and over.

Suddenly he sucked vigorously, his rhythmic suction so strong I could hardly bear the sensation. My hands fisted the drape on the window and I twisted it in a desperate bid to stay in control. For a second I thought I would come, and he abruptly pulled away, just enough and blew cool air against the wet swollen lips of my entrance.

Pulses of pleasure shocked my body, and I knew it wouldn’t take much to make me come. I hadn’t been with a man in over five years. When I thought about that I suddenly felt inadequate beside him.

“Noah…”

“Shh… it’s okay. I know,” he said breaking his ministrations to answer.

My brows bunched.

“What do you know?”

“I’m gonna have to go easy, right?” He asked, placing his mouth back on my pussy where he continued his foreplay.

My heart squeezed with affection for his consideration and I stood in wonder about how intuitive he was. I knew my body’s reactions were stiff because both it and I felt unsure about how to react to someone as incredible as Noah.

I felt choked up that I was so easy to read, and I felt less than desirable at admitting I’d been alone for so long.

“You can either be yourself or be what everyone expects you to be, Maggie. It’s up to you,” he suggested, his finger replaced his mouth and circled my clit again.

“I don’t know how to be anyone else,” I replied, honestly.

“Is the correct answer, darlin’,” he agreed and replaced his finger once again with his mouth.

Standing on one leg made it weak. Especially with a man like Noah, it buckled that time. Noah caught me from falling and swiftly jumped to his feet. Scooping me up like I weighed nothing he carried me through to a bedroom at the end of the hallway and tossed me playfully onto the bed.

Before I could draw a breath, he placed one knee on the bed then snuck up beside me, fully clothed. He turned on his side and propped his head up on his hand.

“Maybe it would be better if you did me the first time,” he said. A wicked smile played on his lips.

“Huh?” I asked not sure if I heard what he said for sure.

“You know… take charge…. feel empowered,” he said with a small sexy smile as he wiggled his eyebrows.

“You want me to fuck you?” I asked in shock and felt even less confident than I had before.

“I want you to do what you want to me.”

God, I wouldn’t know where to start.

“Seriously?” I asked and chuckled. What I really wanted was what he wanted to do to me.

“How about I tell you what to do to me until you decide what you really want to do?” he asked with a persuasive smile.

I gave him a coy smile in return and didn’t miss the amusement in his eyes.

“Maybe you could start by taking me out of these threads,” he suggested gesturing at his clothing.

Doing my best to hide my nerves I crawled up onto my knees and sat back on my calves as he rolled onto his back to give me access to his shirt and jeans.

One by one I undid each button unveiling his beautiful hard smooth body. I marveled at his flawless skin and I couldn’t resist reaching out to touch his torso. Exploring further, I traced each ridge of his six abdominal muscles and watched as a slight shiver ran through him. Leaning toward him I placed a kiss over his heart and saw his skin react in goosebumps the same way mine had reacted to him.

My long silky hair trailed over his bare skin as my hands moved to the belt threaded through his jeans. I glanced up a little unsure and was met by a sexy smirk which creased the skin around his eyes, but they shone down at me with genuine affection.

Even if this doesn’t last between us I know I’ll never have the attention of a man the way Noah pays attention.

Slowly I unzipped his zipper and my eyes darted from his undone jeans to his face because he wasn’t wearing any underwear. I should have been prepared for that. As soon as I saw his thick veiny shaft my mouth watered, my core clenched and my heart rate doubled. I was excited and petrified at the thought of what came next. My confidence and nerves began to wane.

Fuck, Maggie, you’re not a child. Pull yourself together.

Noah was a rock star and women had done all kinds of dirty deeds to him, and once I had that thought I contemplated what I knew and figured I could barely leave a smudge, let alone give him a dirty memory. My heart sank to the pit of my stomach and I felt sure he’d be disappointed in me. The thought almost made me grab my clothes and run. I looked up for any sign of doubt in his eyes and saw none. What I saw instead was a man who wanted me. The desire in his eyes was unmistakable, and it gave me the confidence to continue.

Noah had tucked his forearms behind his head, his sexy confidence radiating from his eyes. I slid from the end of the bed and leaned over to remove his jeans. Grabbing the material, I tapped his hips in signal for him to lift his butt and his smile spread wider. He complied effortlessly, and I yanked them down to his ankles. He decided to help me at that point and kick them off his feet. I had tried to concentrate my eyes on the blue denim as he did this, but they had other ideas and kept flitting back and forth to his beautiful thick cock.

Once he lay naked, and I’d had the full Noah effect, I inhaled deeply, taking in as much oxygen as I could. He was incredibly fit, toned, and oozed sex appeal. I felt speechless as to what to say and my lack of speech caused my cheeks to flame. I looked down at myself and my blush had reached my chest and it made me feel even more inadequate.

Noah saw my reaction and began to laugh, then reached up and extended a hand which I took. Giving him a weak smile, I was about to climb back on the bed when he suddenly grabbed me, flipped me over onto my back, then crawled over me. He hovered above me on all four limbs and smiled affectionately again.

“Did you honestly expect that I’d leave it all up to you?” he asked, grinning a little wickedly as he dipped down and rested his forehead on mine.

“I was wondering if you’d forgotten what to do,” I replied as I tried to hide my nerves. My heart rate galloped when I gazed into his eyes, so near to mine, and my voice sounded a tad shaky.

Noah snickered and sat back on his heels, then his eyes turned serious as he studied me carefully. Placing his hands on my ribs he slid them up my skin to my bra and delicately lifted the cups over my breasts with his thumbs.

“Beautiful,” he whispered as if talking to himself before he bent his head and took one of my nipples in his mouth. A quick jolt of electricity coursed through me again and I shuddered in pleasure at the sensation as he sucked and rolled his tongue around the hard bud.

Rubbing my other nipple between his thumb and forefinger he repeated the action again, then peppered kisses down my body leaving my flesh vibrating just under the layer of goose bumps on my skin.

“Let me look at you,” he demanded in a low voice. His hands grabbed my calves from underneath when he sat up on his heels again. Cautiously, he spread my legs wide and bent them at the knee, abducting them outward before placing his palms on my inner thighs, gently pushing them wider still. When I saw the look of pure desire he gave me, my doubts momentarily left me. This beautiful man really wants me.

My mind struggled to compute the way he focused on my center when he suddenly grabbed my thong I wore and tore it apart at one side, leaving it hanging over my thigh. From that point every act that Noah did was laced with intent.

Watching his first taste of me as I lay naked beneath him will stay with me forever. His touch felt feather-light, yet it had almost made me come. The mere thought of him between my legs sent adrenaline flowing through my body.

I abandoned all thoughts, to concentrate on the sensations he evoked in me and it took nothing to get me off. I hadn’t been with anyone in so long, but after that first time, Noah was more forceful, more demanding in extracting pleasure from me.

I’d never had a man who took so long and such delight in going down on me the way Noah did, and I feared if it didn’t work out between us I’d never feel the way he made me feel when he had.

Before I could even consider reciprocating the favor for him, his thick cock was in his hand, his even strokes steadily tugging himself to full girth and length before he swept his thick smooth head against my pussy. I felt lightheaded at the thought of the pleasure he may bring me if his foreplay was anything to go by.

“I think you’re about ready for me, what do you think? he asked in a serious tone. The way he looked at me was overpowering. I felt choked after all I’d been through in the previous couple of months and my throat closed with the emotion of it all. I closed my eyes for a second because I thought I may cry, but as if Noah knew he dipped his head toward me. Brushing his lips across mine he stayed silent and let me gather my feelings together.

“It’s okay, Maggie, I get that you’re overwhelmed. I’m not that far behind you myself,” he said. I doubted that, but I thought it was a lovely thing to say to make me feel less of an idiot.

Swallowing hard, I licked my lips, and I heard him say, “Open your eyes for me, Maggie.” I did as he asked. As I stared into his deep blue eyes, suddenly all my fears disintegrated. I focused on the intensity we built between us in that moment until the connection was so strong,

I’d have trusted him to do anything. I knew instinctively he’d never have done anything to hurt me. I nodded slowly, and Noah gave me a slow sexy smile.

Tilting his hips, he slapped my swollen clit with his tip then held it firmly as he slid it down to my entrance. I felt him exert some pressure and push himself forward. As soon as the head of his cock breached my entrance, both hands cradled my head as he slowly stretched my pussy walls and sunk deep inside me. He sucked in a deep breath and uttered only one word. “Fuck.”

My breath caught in my throat when he pushed past his own feelings and whispered words of encouragement as he told me how good I felt around him. I winced as he settled deep inside and thought he’d split me in half he felt so big. At first having him inside me hurt like a bitch—it had been a long time and he wasn’t a small man—but after a couple of minutes with Noah moving slowly within me I became accustomed to his size and began to relax.

“Damn… so tight. Maggie, fuck… are you okay?” He exhaled, “I think I’ve wanted this since the moment I saw you. Not that I knew that at the time, but it feels like I was made to do this with you.”

It sounded corny but after the pain subsided, I knew what he meant for I felt like that too.

In the hour that followed Noah showed me things I never knew I’d been missing and eventually as if he knew I couldn’t take any more he finished, his body suddenly stiffened and he came, pulsing inside me in slow rhythmic bursts.

I’d been on the pill for years and with Noah’s history, I should have insisted on protection, but he’d made me feel like a woman for the first time in years and I wanted to be reckless. During one of our Facetime calls he’d disclosed he was tested regularly, and he’d never had unprotected sex since Andrea. And despite his public reputation I believed him.

Drenched in sweat and soaked in cum, I lay and relished in the damn feel and manly smell of the raw experience we’d shared together. My limbs tangled in Noah’s and his strong arms wrapped around me tight as my head rested on his chest listening to his strong steady heartbeat. I must have dozed off until I was suddenly startled awake when the alarm went off on my cell phone.

No matter what else was happening in my life or how I felt, Molly was waiting. Sliding out of bed I found the shower and cleaned myself off, went back to the room and pulled on my clothing. Noah stirred as I was dropping my thong in his garbage bin. Perching up on his elbows he looked over at me.

Noah groaned and stretched his sleepy sexy body and I took delight in staring for a second. “Damn, is that the time already? I don’t want you to go. Can’t you stay, Maggie… please?”

“No… I can’t,” I replied. I couldn’t hide my own sadness in my voice. “Molly has school tomorrow, Noah. It’s already 9pm. We’re going to have to figure something else out because I don’t want her to suffer at school because of late nights.”

He sighed heavily in disappointment and flopped back onto his pillow. He ran a hand though his hair and sighed in resignation. “I know. Let me think about it. I’ll call you in the morning. I’ll get dressed and come over to the house with you,” he offered.

“No, stay where you are. Relax, I’m already dressed. I’ll be heading straight out anyway. I’ll talk to you tomorrow,” I promised.

“Come here. You’re not leaving without a goodbye kiss,” he said, extending one hand, patting the bed with the other.

I leaned over and gave him a quick peck on the cheek and he tried to grab me. I was too quick for him and laughed because he never expected me to do that. As I made my way to the door, leaving, he called out, and I turned to look at him. He stood naked and scratched the back of his head before rubbing his hand down his abdomen.

“Thank you for tonight, Maggie. I know we didn’t have much time, but I thought it was pretty special… right?” he said in what was both a statement and a question at the same time.

My heart flipped over at his words and I nodded. My eyes scanned his beautiful body, and I almost groaned because I felt tortured because I had to leave. “Yes, Noah, it was special,” I confirmed and closed the door.

As I walked back alone to pick up Molly, my head was in turmoil because I knew that day, even before we had sex together, I had fallen in love with him. My worry of knowing that, was the insecurity of wondering when he’d hurt me.