Epilogue
Noah
Two weeks later
It was crazy to think that in just one month since meeting Mia, since knowing she would be mine, my entire life had changed. I was still me, still had the same goals, the same idea of what I wanted in my life, but I wanted that all with Mia.
I wanted her by my side, wanted her to experience life with me. It was fucking insane to think of all of that in just the four short weeks we’d been together, but the feelings were real and true. That was for damn sure.
Anticipation slammed through my veins. I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel, the leather worn from the years of my hands being wrapped around it. I was currently parked, waiting for Mia to get off work so I could take her home...so I could take her in general. I was already hard, wanting her like a damn animal.
My celibacy had never been an issue before. I focused on work, on myself. It had been good for me. But then Mia walked into my life and all that changed. I wanted her like a fiend, like I’d never had a woman before, and she was the only one who could sate me.
Hell, she is the only one who can, who ever will.
I felt like I’d been sitting here for hours, and in all honesty I probably could have been. She was all I thought about. My obsession for her was real, but I liked to think it wasn’t in a creepy way. I grunted at that thought.
And then she came out, the tight skirt and blouse she had on a staple for what she wore to work, and an outfit that put “Naughty Librarian” in my head. The jacket she had on didn’t hide her figure, or the roundness of her ass. She turned and started speaking with someone momentarily. I focused on the way her skirt molded over her ass. I swear I could smell her hair, and it made my balls draw up, had my heart racing.
I made this low growl in the back of my throat. She’d spent the night yesterday, and this morning I’d eaten her out, feasted on her like I was starving, and didn’t stop until she’d gotten off all over my face. Then I’d fucked her until she’d walked funny out the front door, male pride filling me.
Truth was I wanted her to live with me permanently, but after only a month of her being mine I sure as hell didn’t want to scare the shit out of her. I felt my cock thickening, lengthening at the image slamming in my head, the memories of what we’d done...of what I did to my woman.
It might only be four weeks into my life with Mia, but I knew she was the one. I’d known the moment I saw her walk into the café, the way I’d gone territorial, possessive of a woman I knew nothing about.
That’s how I’d known it was real, because up until then, until her, I’d never felt so alive.
For the last month my life had revolved around Mia, about how happy she made me, about how much more I wanted with her. But I wanted to take my time, do this right. I had a business here, family, and I wanted her to be part of all of that. I loved her; even after this short time, I fucking loved her.
I’d shout it at the top of my lungs if it meant she knew without doubt this was real. And I knew it was. I can’t say that I hadn’t loved Amelia, because I had, but it had been different. It hadn’t been bone deep, soul searing. She’d been a part of my life, but that was my past and had been for a long time now. What I felt for Mia clenched my heart painfully, made me thankful to be alive, that I’d finally found her.
Before she could make it to the truck I was out of the driver’s side and striding around the front. She smiled up at me, and that was all it took to stop my heart. God, this woman didn’t know what she did to me. She didn’t realize the impact she had on my life in this short amount of time.
Before her, I was just making my way through the routine of living and work. I had family that I loved, a job I took pride in, but I’d always been missing something. And I hadn’t realized what it was until she came along.
“Hey, you,” she said and smiled at me wider.
I pulled her in close, not giving a shit who watched or how they scolded me about the PDA. I cupped the back of her head and claimed her mouth. She melted into me instantly, her mouth opening on a soft gasp, her warm breath smelling sweet like candy. I was so damn hard, had been stiff as a fucking tire iron before I’d even gotten out of the truck. But now, feeling her so close to me, her body soft and warm, my dick was throbbing.
And I knew she felt how hard I was.
Mia reached up and gripped my biceps, and I held in my groan of satisfaction.
“I missed you,” I said, not caring if it sounded sappy as fuck. I added more pressure to her mouth. I could have kissed her all damn day, could have taken her up against the truck, too. There were a few people standing across the street, older women who had shock in their eyes, their mouths slightly open.
I grinned.
They said something to each other, probably vocalizing their disgust over my display of affection for the woman I loved, but I didn’t care. I kissed Mia again and slid my hand down to her ass, cupping the lush mound. I liked marking what was mine any chance I got.
She melted against me, and I was tempted to grind my cock into her soft belly, but I needed to show a little self-control. Hell, I’d do that when we were back at the house, when she was pressed up against the wall, naked and mine for the taking.
Before I couldn’t stop myself I pulled away, but kissed her once more. I helped her into the truck, and headed out of town and toward her house. Every time I was with her I was juiced up, wanting her more than the day before. I glanced at her and my heart sped up. God, how had I lived without her in my life? It seemed so strange that I could feel something so powerful for someone I hadn’t known very long. But I knew without a doubt these feelings weren’t ending.
They’d only grow stronger with each passing day.
Once we got to her house I cut the engine, not about to just drop her off. Hell, if I could convince her to just stay with me I’d be a hell of a lot happier...if that was even possible.
“Have you eaten yet?” she asked me in this sweet, soft voice.
I shifted on the seat and shook my head, not trusting my voice. If I spoke right now I’d probably sound like a damn animal, all growly and shit.
“I’ll make you dinner,” she said. God, I fell more in love with this woman every damn day.
I pulled into her driveway, cut the engine, and just for a moment I sat there staring at her. She took my breath away; hell, she’d breathed life back into me.
I didn’t know if I’d even make it to the front door without claiming her.
She was out of the truck before I could climb out and open the door for her. I wanted to do all that shit, be a real gentleman, show her how special she was. But Mia was independent, not wanting to be doted on all the time. We butted heads about that, but I couldn’t help but feel pride that my woman was so strong.
Once we were through the front door, I knew I couldn’t wait, that I had to have her right now, show her how good I could make her feel. I had her pressed up against the wall, worked her pants and panties off, and pushed them down to her feet until she kicked them aside.
“Impatient much?” she asked with amusement in her voice. That was followed by a sigh of pleasure when I placed my hand between her thighs and touched her wet pussy. I removed my hand, licking her cream off my fingers as I stared into her eyes, and knowing that I’d come well before I was ready to.
“I love you,” I said, wanting to say it over and over again, shout it at the top of my lungs. “I love you more than you’ll ever know.” I cupped the side of her neck, tilted her head to the side, and claimed her mouth. Right now was about pleasing her, about making her get off. I could slide my cock into her hot heat afterward, take my own pleasure when she was ready to give it to me.
“I love you, too,” she said when I pulled away an inch. We breathed the same air, and I fucking loved it.
The groan that spilled from me was deep, animalistic. I lifted her arms, and guided her to rest her palms flat on the wall behind her. I got down on my haunches, forced her legs apart, and gripped the big, soft mounds of her ass. The sound of her harsh breathing was music to my fucking ears. I lifted one of her legs up and placed it over my shoulder, staring at her pussy slit. She was wet for me, primed.
And then I leaned in close and started eating her out, unable to control or stop myself.
I hummed against her flesh. “I could eat you out all day and it would never be enough.” I closed my eyes and groaned. “I’ll never get enough of you, baby.” I didn’t stop myself from leaning forward, running my tongue through her slit, licking at her pussy juices, the arousal that was just for me. She was sweetly musky, a flavor I was already addicted to.
“God, Noah.”
I sucked on her clit for a second, needing her to come for me, to just let go. I curled my fingers into her flesh, leaned in close, and ran my tongue along her center. She gasped, but I didn’t stop. Not getting off was the hard part. I was like steel right now, my cock so fucking hard it ached.
She was on the tips of her toes now, her nails making scratching noises on the wall, her breathing erratic. “God,” she whispered. “I’m... I’m going to come.”
I licked her faster, sucked on her harder. I was starving for her, for her to get off for me.
She came for me, her pussy tasting so fucking sweet.
When she sagged against the wall, her climax lessening, I stood and pulled her in close. I loved that she rested on my chest, that she let me hold her up, knowing I’d always watch over her, take care of her.
“What about you?” she asked in this sleepy voice.
I stroked her hair. “I don’t need anything but having you close, letting me hold you. It’ll always be you and me, Mia. No matter what.” I lifted her hand, stared at her finger, and desperately wanted to put a ring there, to show her exactly how much I loved her. Soon, one day soon, I’d marry this woman, make her mine in all ways, and then she’d be the mother of my babies.
Yeah, no way I was letting her go. She was meant to be in my life. It had just taken ten years for it to happen.
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