Grace age 17
Noah age 17
She puts the fire in my veins. In a way, I fear that I am like my parents. Like them, I’m an addict. My drug’s name is Grace, and she’s feeding my addiction with every word she speaks, every touch I place on her skin, every night and day she gives to me, even if it’s only by a phone call.
Yeah… I’ve been in love for a very long time.
She’s not a drug, but she’s the sweetest addiction.
N.P.
“Where is he taking you?” Dad asked for the tenth time as I peeked out the blinds and waited on Noah to pick me up.
I tossed my head back and groaned. “I don’t know, Dad. He never told me. I just know he’s gonna get me good food.” And since Noah grew up with me, he knew everything I liked and disliked already, actually, he probably knew everything about me.
“I’d like it if you weren’t going out with Noah,” Dad muttered next to me. “What happened to the other boy?”
I scowled at him. “He’s ten times the gentleman than Dustin was.”
Dad looked surprised. “Wait, that Dustin tried something on you?” Now, he looked upset. “You better not let any boy push you into doing anything you don’t want to do. I raised you better than that.”
“Exactly,” I told him. “You raised me. I know I make mistakes but Noah will never be one of them.”
He paused. “Even if he breaks your heart?” Dad raked his hands through his hair. “Gracie, what happens when he becomes his father?”
“That’s not even fair. Noah is not his parents. You know him! He practically lived here growing up.”
He dropped his head. “I know he’s a good kid, but I’ve seen plenty of good people turn into bad ones who I never thought in a million years would.”
“Those chances apply to all of us, Dad!” I hissed, staring at him before finally looking through the blinds again. “Noah’s here. I’m leaving.”’
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“Did you bring another girl besides me here?” I asked Noah as we walked the trail to Jack’s dad’s cabin.
“No, but I can’t be sure as to how many Jack and Lance has brought here,” he told me and I snorted.
“So… bringing me up here to seduce me?” I teased.
He teased back, “Like I even have to seduce you.”
I opened my mouth wide and pushed him. “That is so… true.” I looked up at the darkening sky. “This is what I miss about summer… the sun always leaves us too soon in the cold months.” I started blowing out air to watch it fog.
“Tell me about it,” he said, placing his hand on a tree. I watched him step ahead of me and a wicked idea came to me.
I stopped and started creating distance between us. “Noah, I want an adventure,” I told him randomly.
He turned his head and squinted. “What are you up to?” He eyed me suspiciously.
I was still backing away from him. “I’m a damsel running in the woods trying to make it to my prince’s castle.” He tossed his head back and groaned and I went on with a smile, “There’s a beast-boy in the woods out to get me, a complete savage he is.”
“Let me guess…” He tipped his head forward. “I’m the savage?”
I nodded before placing the back of my hand against my forehead dramatically. “Oh, what he’ll do if he catches me. Oh, how he might ravish me and make me his.”
“Just what kind of books have you been reading lately?” he asked with a smirk.
“Catch me if you can,” I told him before I took off running toward my left. I wasn’t a rookie when it came to running in the woods but this was something I wouldn’t have done if it had already been completely dark outside. Hopefully, he caught me before it got any darker though. I couldn’t hear anything over the noises I was making on my own and my heavy laughter. I peeked back to see if I saw him and screamed when he grabbed me. I started laughing again when I saw that he had even put his hood over his head. I tried to get away from him with real effort but he tossed me over his shoulder easily.
“I probably should have gotten further away before I had told you the plan,” I said into his back as his fingers slid between my thighs and gripped my leg fat possessively. The only thing he did was grunt in response as he placed his fingers over my sex, and I reacted to his touch even with my jeans between us. I knew I was supposed to be kicking and screaming, but the only thing I could manage to do was slide my hands around him to admire the ridges on his stomach before feeling the bulge in his jeans. I continued touching him everywhere as he carried me in silence. My body was lit like a candle, too much longer and I feared I’d turn to liquid.
When I saw the cabin in the distance, I decided to get back into the idea of fighting him to get free again. I started squirming and pinching his back but his grip was made of iron and soon my stomach dipped into my toes as he tried unlocking the door to the cabin. “I don’t think so,” I mumbled as I pressed my leg onto the cabin wall and pushed. I didn’t expect Noah to lose his balance like he did, but he started pulling me up as he fell backward so that I would land on him. I was breathing heavily as I smiled and hurried to get away. His hands slipped around my waist and jerked me back onto him.
“Damn, Priss, you’re feisty” he grunted. “Too bad you’re mine now.” He held me tightly against his chest as he stood back up and carried me into the cabin where I continued to fight him every step of the way as he kicked the door shut. He didn’t even take the time to carry me to the bed, he threw me onto the small table. It skidded with my weight and we both paused a moment until it stopped.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I asked him, continuing to fight off what he planned to do.
He yanked my boots off before he pulled my feet and legs back and started tugging at my jeans. My core tightened as his azure eyes devoured me while he stripped me of my jeans and panties. I clamped my legs shut and placed my hands between my legs. His eyes met mine. “Think that’s going to stop me?” he made the words sound like a growl. My breaths were coming out heavy and my heart pounded against my ribcage until I heard it in my ears. I was so turned on, I wasn’t sure how to react. He forced my legs apart and pressed himself between them so that I couldn’t squeeze them back together while he pried my hands off my opening. My strength was nothing compared to his though, and the moment he got what he wanted, he went down on me.
I gasped, his tongue ended with me thrusting myself into his face. He gripped my hips as he teased and molded me with his mouth. He pulled away only to add his fingers. His eyes watched my body as I whimpered and came undone. He raised up and leaned over me while adding another finger. He increased how hard and fast he moved his fingers. He’d never been so rough before, I lifted my legs up and spread them further apart in hopes that he’d continue. He bit into my neck and the orgasm that burned into me was as violent as his fingers were. He didn’t give me time to recover before yanking me off the table and carrying me to the bed.
He tugged at my shirt until I lifted my arms. He tossed it to the floor and tore out of his as he came down over me. Everything was happening so fast, yet I couldn’t imagine ever wanting it to stop. This was it. I knew it was. Noah had a look I’d never seen on him before. He was so careful with me, always giving into what I wanted, yet never showing me what he wanted.
He kissed my collarbone before kissing my lips. I arched my back when I felt him trying to take off my bra. Soon, it too was on the floor. He grabbed and squeezed them before he was pulling away again. I reached for him until I saw what he was doing and waited with anticipation and nervousness rolling into me. He unzipped his jeans then pulled out a condom… And it was happening all over again.
He was back above me, pinning my legs back as he claimed my lips and pressed inside. The pain was immediate, but Noah pinned me down harder when I cried out and tried to push him away. He smothered me out with his tongue and didn’t even give pause when he was completely rooted inside of me. He pulled back then slammed back in. “Noah,” I cried against his mouth. It hurt so much but it was the strangest thing, the pain started to bring on a new sensation.
“Just let me have you,” his words almost sounded like a plea.
He pulled out, slammed in. Something sparked, wanting to change because a slither of something amazing hit my insides and I slowly relaxed and welcomed the next thrust. I whimpered when the pleasure slowly tried to burn through the pain. Noah’s body was completely rigid as he grunted with his next movement. “I think it’s coming,” I sobbed as I wrapped my arms around him and he kissed me and increased his tempo. “Oh, God!” I moaned as I shattered and pulsed around him.
“God, Grace,” he hissed. I felt his release inside me and gazed up at him as he collapsed on me. He lifted his head and kissed me like a man that hadn’t just had me. “You’re perfect, and now you’re feeding my addiction of you.”
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I sat on the couch with Noah’s shirt on and a blanket as he put on a movie. I admired his shirtless physique while he was turned away. Sex wasn’t just about having sex with Noah. To me, it was wanting to share every moment with him, to know him in every way.
I had bled a little more again this time like I had in Noah’s Jeep last weekend, but he had cleaned me up afterward and offered me his shirt to wear until we had to leave. That was the problem. I didn’t want to part with him after what we just did together. I was so hopelessly attached to Noah in every way.
“Are you sure Jack or his dad won’t just barge in?” I asked, gazing down at my bare feet peeking out of the blanket.
“No, his dad knows we’re up here and Jack’s out with his girlfriend.”
He turned around and smiled at me. “Come here,” I mumbled, opening my blanket to welcome him. He sat down next to me, pulling me onto his lap. “What are we watching?”
“Thirteen Ghosts.” He grinned. We had loved that movie when we were younger. It had seriously freaked me out.
“You ever want to watch something we haven’t seen?” I asked him.
“I’d rather watch something we’ve seen so that I get more of your focus.”
I laughed. “Jealous of the TV, are we?”
“We got many years to watch new movies together, nothing wrong with appreciating the fact that I shared all these memories with you as a kid and get to feel nostalgic about all the times I was planning to make you mine.” He squeezed me tightly. “And, look now. You’re mine.”
“I’m seriously curious about the way you saw me as a kid.”
“I never saw you as a kid,” he whispered. “I saw you as a girl I loved.”
“You were always my favorite person,” I told him. “Still are.”
“Let me be always.”