I stood, stretched, and got a drink. I looked out the window at the city below. I’d been here a few years ago and had some interesting adventures. Adventures that I bet Andi would have enjoyed. Except I hadn’t been the one to show her. Marcus Chen had. Fucker.
I worked on my own project the rest of the night thinking that would get my emotions back on track. Not as productive as I’d have liked to have been, I finally headed to bed and was haunted by dreams of Andi.
I woke up deciding that my current plan in life wasn’t working. It was time to make a new one. I showered and dressed, then I grabbed my coat and headed out the door, taking the elevator back to Andi’s floor.
I rolled my shoulders to rid them of tension, which didn’t work. I was a fucking nervous wreck. I knocked on the door and waited. With my luck, she’d be having breakfast with Chen.
The door opened. Andi looked at me with surprise in her tired eyes. “Noah?”
“Good morning.” I got that out, but then my mouth stalled.
“Is everything okay?”
I nodded. “I came to take you to breakfast.”
Her eyes narrowed with suspicion.
I held my hands up in surrender, about to tell her that my intentions were simply to enjoy a meal but that was a lie too.
I looked down for a moment wondering if I had the guts to go through with this. Finally, I looked up at her.
“Do you remember when we met?” I asked.
Her expression softened, and she smiled. “Yes. You took me on a motorcycle ride.”
I was pleased that not only she remembered, but also that it seemed to be a good memory for her.
“I didn’t know you, and yet I wanted to ride off into the sunset with you.”
Her smile dropped. “That’s not true.”
I frowned. “Yes, it is.”
She shook her head and sighed. “What game are you playing now, Noah?”
“No game, Andi,” I said confused and wishing she’d let me inside her room so we could have this conversation in private.
“The minute we got back; you took off. The next time I saw you was nearly a year later. I believe you had two bimbos on your arm.”
I winced. “When we got back, I found out you were working for my grandmother. That made you off limits.”
She waited a beat. “I still work for your grandmother.”
“I know, but I’m finding it impossible to care about that anymore.” I leaned against the doorframe, feeling like I was losing this battle. “I know I’m an asshole.”
“You got that right.”
“I know it’s against the rules—”
“What rules?”
I sighed. “The point is, Andi, I like you. A lot. I have since the moment I pulled up to the angel standing on the side of the road and she hopped on my bike for a ride.”
Her scowled lessened. I took that as a good sign.
“All I’m asking for is breakfast.”
She arched a brow. “Like a date?”
“No, not like a date. A date. You and me.” God, please say yes. I felt like the biggest idiot sharing all this with her. If it didn’t convince her I was sincere, she now had all sorts of ammo to use against me.
“What about it being wrong? A mistake?”
I didn’t know how to answer because in my mind, there was still so much that could make this a bad idea. Finally, I said, “What feels wrong is that I want to spend time with you and I’m not. And I don’t mean that way we do back home where we snipe and banter. I know you’ll find this hard to believe, but I can be charming.”
Her lips twitched up into a lovely smile. “I do find that hard to believe.”
“Go to breakfast with me and I’ll prove it to you. I know a great place not far from here and then we can go to the office together.”
She hesitated for a moment.
“Where’s the daring woman I met years ago that let me take for a ride?” I pushed hoping to goad her.
“She’s not as daring as she used to be.”
I took a chance and tugged on one of the loose curls hanging by her cheek. “I don’t believe it.”
“Yeah, okay. Let me get my purse.”
She started to shut the door and I realized that I still had some work to do as she wasn’t going to let me wait inside. But a few moments later she appeared.
I took her to an authentic local restaurant that served some traditional fare. The place was well-known for French toast.
“Try the milk tea,” I said when we sat down. “They serve it in glass bottles.”
She eyed me suspiciously still, but I saw the hint of a smile. She wanted to enjoy her time with me, but was wary of it. If I was patient, she’d come around. At least, I hoped so.
“What are you having?” she asked.
“French toast. It’s popular here. And milk tea.”
She nodded accepting my suggestion. When our food was served, she asked, “Is this one of the places you discovered on your travels?”
“Yes. I would visit the touristy sights, but my real interest was off-the-beaten path. Carter was a big help in that.”
She nodded. “Do you wonder if he’ll miss traveling now that he’s settled with Jess and Tanner?”
I shook my head. “First, he sees his life with them as an adventure. Second, there will be a time when they all travel as a family, so it’s not like he’ll be missing out.”
She nodded, seemingly to agree with my assessment.
A part of me thought I should apologize again for being such a jerk, but worried it would ruin the camaraderie we had at the moment. It wasn’t the same interaction we’d had before. Not that I wanted us to snipe, but there was a playfulness to it that I missed.
“I was thinking I should take you up on your suggestion to travel more,” she said.
It was ridiculous how happy that made me that she was considering something that I’d told her. I wanted to offer to be her guide to the world, but knew I had to take things slow.
“Where do you want to go?” I asked.
“I’d like to see more of Asia. But Kellie and Natalie have wonderful things to say about Europe. Jess and Carter liked Mexico and that’s not far from San Diego.”
“Some parts are. I like the Yucatan myself.”
“Cancun with all the spring break bikini women?” she asked with her usual snark.
I looked down at my tea as my cheeks blushed. She wasn’t wrong. Then because I didn’t want her thinking like that, I said, “If you were there in that bikini that I saw the other night, I wouldn’t notice anyone but you.”
It was her turn to look down and blush. “In your dreams, Strong.”
I snorted. “Every night, Walker.”
After that, the tension between us seemed to lessen significantly. Even if I couldn’t convince her to give me a chance, I’d be happy to be back to our old friendship. Well, maybe not happy, but content.
After breakfast we walked out of the restaurant and I pulled out my phone to order a car to drive us to the office.
“I need to get work from my room,” she said.
So instead we went to the hotel. When we arrived back, I considered offering to wait in the lobby, but instead I went with her to her room. We were having such a good time that I didn’t want to give her a chance away from me to rethink our truce.
She opened her door and walked in, leaving it open for me to follow. Another good sign.
The room was a traditional hotel room with a bed, dresser, TV, small table and bath. The view wasn’t nearly as nice as the suite.
“You can come back up to the suite,” I said. “I know you enjoyed that view and you’d have more space.”
She turned to me, leaning against the little table. “We don’t get along as well in close quarters.”
I shook my head. “We’re getting along now.”
She simply stared at me.
“I’m doing all that I can to make sure we get along.”
“Why?”
I sighed. “Because I want you to like me, Andi,” I said, wondering if I should be so vulnerable.
Her expression softened. “I do like you, Noah.”
I looked down, having a hard time looking at her as my guilt flared. Finally, I returned my gaze to her. “I want to see you.”
Her brows pulled together. “I’m right here.”
I scrapped my hands over my face because she was either fucking with me or I wasn’t being clear. “Like we did for breakfast. Date. Go out. You know…see you.”
She stared at me and I couldn’t read her expression. “What about it being a mistake—”
“I told you that I don’t care. I don’t want to hurt you or make life working for my grandmother hard, but I’m tired of trying to avoid you. I’ve spent three fucking years denying myself and I don’t—”
My words were cut off by the feel of a warm woman in my arms, her sweet lips pressed against mine. It took me a second to understand what was going on, but once I did, I wrapped my arms around her and held her to me. I slanted my mouth over hers, taking the kiss deeper, loving how she moaned and melted against me when I did.
I trailed my lips along her jaw, using my teeth to tug gently on her ear. “Tell me this is a yes.”
“Yes,” she said, finding my lips again.
“So, you don’t hate me anymore,” I murmured against her mouth.
“Not at this moment.”
I laughed. I wanted desperately to rip our clothes off and make use of the bed right behind me, but was I aware that I’d only just gotten her to agree to date me. I would need to work up to fucking.
Except, she was sliding her hands under my shirt, scraping her short nails over my nipples making my dick jump.
I groaned and pulled back. “I want to do this right, Andi, but when you touch me, my dick gets a mind of its own.”
Her eyes were filed with fire and mischief. “Good.” She undid my belt and pants. “I was thinking that you didn’t get off last night. Unless you took care of it later.” She tugged my pants and boxer briefs down. My dick flung out so fucking hard.
“I didn’t,” I managed to say. My mouth had gone dry as she dropped to her knees and stared at my dick like it was the greatest delicacy that she’d ever seen.
“I can help you with that,” she said.
“God, yes,” I said, threading my fingers through all that long lush hair of hers.
She licked my tip and fucking Christ I saw stars. Then she wrapped her lips around and slid over him and I wasn’t sure how I was still standing.
“You’re a fucking fantasy come true,” I managed.
Her hand wrapped around me and stroked as she looked up at me. “Really?”
“Really.” I wanted her to keep going, but it felt like this was an important moment. “For three years I’ve imagined this.”
She snorted. “Me sucking your dick? Of course, you did.”
I felt my cheeks flush. “Seeing your lips around my dick is even sexier and more beautiful than I imagined.”
She smirked. “You just want to shut me up with your cock.”
I laughed. “Speaking of which.” I pressed my hips forward.
Thankfully, she obliged by taking my dick in her mouth and sucking until my world started spinning away.
20
Andi
Last night, if someone said I’d be giving Noah a blow job this morning, I’d have said they were off their rocker. Yet here I was, worshiping that gloriously hard, long dick with my mouth. I stopped trying to analyze what happened the minute I’d launched myself into his arms. He was saying all the right things at least in this moment. I understood the yearning even though thinking that indulging it was wrong. In actuality, nothing had changed in our situation, except that I didn’t care about it being a mistake either. Not when he was trying so hard to be so sweet.
I loved how his fingers gently gripped my head and his hips rocked as he fucked my mouth.
“Fuck Andi…so good…”
My ego swelled at his words. I knew there were plenty of women who’d sucked his dick before me, and I hoped my attempt would stand out.
I used one hand and my mouth, sliding harder, faster over his dick. My other hand gently massaged his balls.
He let out a groan. “I’m gonna come…”
I tightened my hand and mouth around him and caressed the soft skin just behind his balls.
“Oh Fuck…Stop…Christ…”
Stop?
“If you don’t stop, I’m going to come…fuck…”
That was the point as far as I was concerned, so I redoubled my efforts.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” His hips were rocking faster, and I worked to keep up. Finally, his fingers gripped my head hard and his hips shot forward. Warm liquid filled my mouth. He continued to thrust, and I worked to take all that he was giving.
“Jesus, fuck,” he said pulling out of my mouth and sinking back to sit on the edge of the bed.
I looked at him, loving how sated and dazed he looked. I did that.
He let out a long shuddering breath. Then he looked up at me with that sexy, cocky grin, as he reached out to take my hand.
“You rocked my world, Andi.”
I grinned at him. “Good.”
In a quick move he had me on the bed underneath him. “Now it’s my turn to rock yours.”
“You did that last night.”
“Let’s do this right for once. Naked. In bed.”
I couldn’t disagree with that. “Can you recover that fast?”
He took my hand and brought it to his dick, already starting to swell again. “When sufficiently motivated.”
“That’s impressive.”
He waggled his brows. “I’m glad you think so.”
We undressed and he kissed me everywhere. I’d never felt like my body was being worshiped before. Noah didn’t miss a single spot; my jaw, my neck, my shoulder, my wrists, my hips, the back of my knee, my ankles…all got attention from his lips.
By the time he worked his way back up to my lips, his dick was fully hard and covered with a condom.
He lay over me, looking down at me. “This is what I wanted.”
I arched a brow as I pulled his hips over mine and wrapped my legs around him. “What’s that?”
“To have you like this.”
“Not the blow job?” I asked, letting out a groan as his tip rubbed along my pussy lips.
“That too. But I want to see your eyes when I fill you.”
“Really?” I don’t know why that sounded odd, but it did.
“Normally you look at me with contempt or fire. I want to see what they do when I’m inside you.”
“What are you waiting for?”
With his gaze on mine, he pushed in, but took his sweet time doing it. It was so tortuously slow that I finally used my legs to pull him to me. My body arched and I moaned as he finally hit the hilt.
Then he began to move, in and out. Slow at first, but then picking up speed.
“Noah…yes…don’t stop…” I gasped as pleasure rose.
He shifted, pushing back until he was sitting on his heels. He pulled my hips to his, gripping them as he plunged in and out. My hands fisted in the sheets, holding me in place lest I fly off into a void.
“Come on Andi,” he demanded. “Come on my dick.”
His words were like a massage on my clit. He thrust in, and my entire body exploded in wild sensation.
“Noah!” I cried out.
“Fuck yeah, Andi…come on me…come so hard.”
He continued to plunge in, drawing out the glorious sensations. Finally, he thrust in and held himself inside me for a moment as he yelled out. He did it again and again as his own pleasure shot through him.
Eventually he collapsed forward. The last time we’d done this, he’d been angry with himself. I braced myself for him to regret what happened.
Instead, he rolled to his back pulling me to him. “That was way better th
an I’d ever imagined and I imagined it a lot.”
“That’s good to hear,” I said resting my head on his shoulder.
“What about you?”
I lifted my head. “What about me?”
“Was it better than you’d imagined.” He made a face. “Don’t tell me you never imagined it because you already admitted to it before.”
“Yes. It was better.”
Was it weird to walk into the office with Noah after having sex with him? Yes, but it was a nice weird. I didn’t know what any of it meant…the nice words, the wonderful intimacy, and because I didn’t, I chose not to think too hard on it. I’d enjoy whatever this was for now.
At the office, Noah presented his findings to me and Phil indicating that he pinpointed the breech point in Hong Kong, but still felt that someone within Strong Incorporated had been targeted to create the access. That person hadn’t yet been found.
“Someone wittingly or unwittingly downloaded the malware that let him get in. I haven’t found that yet,” he said as we sat in the conference room.
“I thought all the computers were protected,” I said.
“They are and Gran’s tech team is good, but as you know, I’ve often had to come in to make patches or changes,” Noah explained.
I thought about saying that’s why his Gran wanted him on board with the company. She had good people, but he was the best.
“I can’t imagine anyone would purposefully download a program,” Phil said. “We’re all aware of the dangers of that.”
Noah shrugged as he drank coffee from the head of the conference table. He looked like a man in charge. I realized that he’d never looked like that at home and I wondered if it was because everyone, including me, treated him like the pesky baby brother. Of course, he usually acted like the pesky baby brother. But what came first? Did he act that way because we treated him like that or did we treat him like that because he acted that way?
“It could have been attached to documents,” he said.
I frowned. “Documents?”
He nodded. “Why?”
“I’m sent documents by email all the time,” I said, hating that maybe I was the source of the breech.
“This would have been outside the company, not through the intranet,” Noah said.
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