Alexis

Noah didn’t question me when I told him I wanted to go to his room. I don’t know why the words came pouring from my big mouth. My body is screaming yes, but my head and heart are saying no. He puts his hand on my lower back as he guides me into the elevator. Once the door shuts, he turns toward me, and before I realize what’s happening his mouth is on mine as I’m pressed against the wall. I can’t help but notice his very large, hard dick pressed against my stomach. I won’t deny that he feels so good. He feels too good and I don’t know if I’ll be able to handle him or this situation.

Noah moans, as his tongue enters my mouth and I freeze wondering how I let it get this far. Maybe I should have met him at Deluca’s after all. I’m sure Alex or Frank would have been there, and I wouldn’t be in this situation. I hear another soft moan and realize that it’s me, as Noah cups my face in his large, strong hands and steps away from me.

“You taste so good, Alexis,” he tells me, and I stop breathing for a few seconds as we reach his floor and the doors open. Noah takes my hands as he pulls me from the elevator and before I know it we’re entering his hotel room.

Noah practically stalks me as I feel the bed hit the back of my legs and he gently falls on top of me. I want to tell him to stop. That this is moving too fast, but I can’t say the words. He feels too good and I am lost in the feel of his body on mine. He’s hard and at the same time, he feels soft. His lips are so tender and yet, so demanding and firm. Noah feels complicated but familiar at the same time.

Noah moves from my mouth and starts kissing along my neck and I tilt my head, so he can have better access. I realize that my hands have started pulling him closer to me. I want him closer, I need him closer. I want him inside me now. I lower my hands to unbutton his pants and Noah lifts, so I have better access. He practically rips open his shirt and I stare at the most beautiful tribal-looking tattoos that are covering half his chest. I would never have thought he would be the type to have tattoos, which only reminds me that I don’t know this man. I am about to have sex with him and I don’t even know him. What the hell am I doing?

Noah pulls me up and takes my shirt off and I raise my hands to cover my chest. I am such a moron. I am about to have sex with this man and I cover my chest. He’s about to stick his dick inside me and I don’t want him to see my breasts? Noah chuckles and sits back to look at me.

“Are you sure you want to do this, Alexis?”

“Yes… why do you ask?”

“You're covering yourself. If I take my pants off and you do the same, it will defeat the whole purpose, won’t it?” he questions me, and I realize he’s right. My pants will come off and he’ll see that too. He’ll more than see that. I take a deep breath and stare into Noah’s familiar eyes.

I slowly lower my hands and reach behind to take off my bra. I pull Noah closer to me and put my lips against his and pull him close enough he falls on top of me. Noah is gentler this time and he moves down to kiss each of my breasts. He puts each nipple into his mouth and gently sucks; giving attention to both. He moves down to my stomach and I moan as his stubble lightly tickles me. I start to squirm when Noah’s tongue makes his way around my belly button. He moves down between my legs and my instinct is to close them before he can go any further. Noah rises and pushes my legs open and pins them down as his darkened eyes stare into mine. He watches me as he pushes two fingers inside me and I gasp. He pushes them in and pulls them out and is relentless while doing it. I am going to come, and he only has his fingers inside me.

Noah watches me as I ride his fingers and he adds a third one. This is too much and too fast. I don’t know if I can handle this. I want him, but I can’t want him. I hear screaming and I realize it’s me. I start to see stars and may have blacked out for a few minutes. A few seconds later, I see Noah hunched over me as he rolls on a condom. He leans over me and he looks down into my eyes.

“You don’t want this do you, Alexis?” he asks. I stare at his dick as it points at me.

“I do,” I tell him.

“Alexis...” he whispers, and I angrily wipe away the tears of betrayal falling down my face. I shake my head and sit up on the bed.

“Noah, I do want you and I want this. It’s just the first time since…”

“What’s the guy’s name?” Noah asks, and I ignore him as I yank my shirt back on.

“None of your damn business!” I yell as Noah stomps past me to pick my pants up off the floor. I glare through narrowed eyes at him.

“Give those to me!” I demand.

“No. If you’re going to march out of here pissed at me, you’re going without them,” he advises, and I walk over to snatch them away, but he’s quicker than I am.

“Noah. Give them to me,” I tell him, but I ask a little nicer this time hoping he just hands them over.

“No,” he says as he walks past me toward the door.

“Fine. You want me to climb back on the bed and open my legs for you? Will that make you happy? Then we can both go on with our lives and forget that this night ever happened?” I sneer as I sit back on the bed and lie back and throw my legs open for him.

I glance at Noah and see he is still standing by the door. He shakes his head at me and laughs.

“No, thank you, Alexis. As nice as that offer was, I think I’ll pass,” he declines.

“What do you want?” I ask.

“Have you ever been to the Navy Pier?” Noah quietly asks, and I narrow my eyes at him.

“Yes.”

“How about we go there tomorrow night for our second date?” he suggests, and I start to wonder if I have gone home with a psycho.