by Blue Saffire
I resettle in the crook of his side, getting a much needed reprieve from his heat. I fall back to sleep with a goofy grin on my lips. In my head I sing, I’m sleeping with Noah.
~B~
Noah
I wake up horny as fuck. It takes me a minute to register the warm body snuggled into my side. When it hits me that it’s Rebecca that’s pinned to me, my cock jerks and jumps to attention. It’s been too long since I’ve had pussy and I think about going to rub one out before I make Rebecca mine.
That idea goes out the window when Rebecca runs her hand down my chest and settles her palm just above my junk. I remember on a drunk night a few years back, Bean and I had this drunken conversation about sex. She told me that she always wanted to make love to this one song in particular.
I wrack my brain for the name of the song. A huge grin breaks out on my face when it comes to mind. I reach for my phone to search for it, but my phone rings in my hand. I groan when I see it’s my mom. All thoughts of sex go out of the window. I peel my body from Rebecca’s and stumble out of the bed.
I look back to see my girl flip onto her back. Her breasts jingle taunting me. I growl in frustration and head into the bathroom.
“Good morning, Mom,” I yarn into the phone.
“Don’t you good morning me,” she hisses in Gaelic. I groan, she is pissed about something. My mother always resorts to Gaelic when she is highly pissed off.
“What did I do,” I ask, sounding like an overgrown brat.
“I have told you for years you were in love with that lass. You denied it every time. Now Brax says you took her home with you last night. She’s in love with you, Noah Brodie Black,” I wince at my mother using my full name. “You won’t be fucking with her heart, you hear me.”
I am going to kick Brax ass. I swear I am. I huff into the phone. “Mom, I’m not fucking with her heart. I didn’t know what I felt for her at first. I know now, I’m in love with her,” I explain.
“I raised you right, Noah. If you can’t give her what she needs, then you keep your pecker to yourself,” Mom fumes.
I bite my lip to keep from laughing. “Yes, mom, I hear you,” I say.
“This is not funny, you little shit. You’re not too big for me to whip your ass, Noah,” my mother growls and I believe her. Her voice softens with her next words. “Bean is like a daughter to me already. I want nothing more than to see you two happy together. I knew you would figure it out one day. You treat her right, my Noah.”
I get a little choked up. I love my mom. We are really close. She’s right. She has been trying to get me to admit my feelings for Rebecca for a long time. “I will, Mom. Nothing but the best for my baby,” I smile into the phone.
Mom snorts. “You boys will be the death of me,” she pauses and I can hear the smile in her voice when she speaks again. “But you’ll make me some pretty grandbabies. Love you, Noah.”
“Love you too, Mom,” I chuckle.
I shake my head as I hang up and use the bathroom. I brush my teeth and think over my mother’s words. I would love to see Rebecca swollen with my baby inside her belly. I can’t help the shit eating grin that thought causes.
Mom had one more really good point. Rebecca deserves the best. I plan to give her that. It will start today and never end.
~B~
Bean
This time when I wake up, I know where I am and I know right away I’m in bed alone. I miss Noah’s heat. Beans is gone too. He had been a welcome weight to my feet all night.
I get up and stretch. It’s time for me to go find my boys. I smirk and kick my feet over the side of the bed. I look down at my naked body and remember I only arrived here in a bra and a sheet. I go to pad into Noah’s closet, but stop when I see my purse and my shopping bags. I blush as I think of what I have in those bags.
I pray Noah didn’t look inside them. I see my duffle bag as well. I snatch it up and head into the bathroom. I take a quick shower and dress in a pair of shorts and a tank top. I place my things back in the bedroom and go hunting for my boys.
I find Noah in the kitchen, shirtless with a pair of sweats on. While Noah is at the counter, Beans is sitting at his feet looking on, probably in hopes of getting something tasty. I smile when I see Noah is baking. Aunt Cass made sure her boys could cook.
I bounce over to snatch a brownie, but Noah’s arm shoots out to block me. I pout and blink up at him. He crooks a finger for me to come around the island. I move around to stand before him.
Noah places his hands on my hips and pulls me into him. He bends his head and kisses me thoroughly. The brownies are forgotten by the time he pulls away.
“Those are not for you. The ones on the blue plate are yours,” Noah says with a mischievous smile and winks at me.
I look at the brownies on the red plate, then the ones on the blue one and back at Noah. I burst out into laughter, because I know what he is up to. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I lift on my toes and peck his lips.
“I thought you took care of him last night,” I purr.
Noah shrugs. “I haven’t even begun. Besides, Wyatt kind of took over and spoiled my fun,” Noah gives me the sexiest pout ever.
I laugh and shake my head at him. “And how do you plan to get him the brownies,” I ask lifting a brow.
Noah smiles proudly at himself. “I have my ways,” he says. I side eye him and wait for a real answer. Noah rolls his eyes. “He’s been hitting on Aria for months now, at the gym. She called this morning when I went to pick up the rest of your things from Wyatt’s. She wanted to make sure you were okay. She offered to make a special delivery for me,” Noah shrugs.
I pull my arms from around his neck and pull away, wrapping them around my middle. “Oh,” is all I say.
Noah closes the space between us and duck his head until we are eye to eye. His hands find my hips again, drawing me into him. “You have nothing to worry about with Aria,” Noah says firmly. “While she is delivering these for me. I’ll be here with my girl, treating her like a queen. She’s not even coming here to get them. Out of respect for you, I asked Ryan to come pick them up and take them to Aria’s place.”
A little smile tilts my lips. “Thank you,” I say softly.
Noah slips his hands around to my backside and palms my cheeks. “I made plans for today. I hadn’t planned on you being in these little shorts. You’re going to drive me insane,” Noah groans and kisses me.
I tangle my fingers in his hair that’s hanging loose. I giggle when Beans wiggles his body between us and barks. “You big baby,” Noah grumbles as he breaks the kiss and reaches down to pet Beans.
“So what are we doing today,” I chirp happily.
“Ry should be here any minute so you can eat your brownies for now. Once he comes and goes, I plan to peel those shorts off and eat your pussy,” Noah says and licks his lips. My chest heaves in anticipation. “Then we need to head to the store. I want you to pick out whatever you want for dinner. I’m going to cook for you tonight. Other than that, I have all those movies you’ve been promising me you’d watch with me, so when I’m not between your legs worshipping that pretty pussy we can watch them.”
I just stare at him blankly. I’m speechless. I never in a million years imagined Noah would talk to me this way. I’m not complaining. I’m just trying to comprehend how we got here.
Noah pats Beans on his head, then stands at his full height. He reaches for my fingers and pulls me closer. “I meant what I said yesterday, Baby. I love eating pussy, your pussy. I plan to eat it every chance I get,” he breathes in my ear.
He kisses under my lobe, sending a shiver through me. I squeeze my thighs together. Something tells me Noah is a lot more than I bargained for. I cup his face and look him in his eyes.
“I love you, Noah. I didn’t want to admit it to myself, but I’ve been waiting for you. You’re the only man that will do for me,” I confess.
“I love you too. I’ll make the wait more than worth it,” he says with
promise and passion in his eyes.
I want to scream in frustration when Ryan walks in the kitchen. It reminds me that all the guys have keys to each other’s homes. The moment is broken and my panties are soaked through. I turn snatching a brownie from the blue plate and disappear into the bedroom so Ry doesn’t get the chance to tease me about my blush.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Noah’s Way
Bean
Today has been great. Noah made good on his promises. I think I am weak from all of the orgasms he has given me. Boy, does Noah like to eat pussy and he is amazing at it. I couldn’t tell you what the movies we watched were about.
Noah was between my legs with his face buried between my thighs most of the day, only taking time to cook dinner and feed it to me. The only reason I’m getting this small reprieve is because he took Beans out for a walk.
I got a brilliant idea as I sat on the couch waiting. I love Noah going down on me, but I want more. I want him. The amount of restraint he has shown today is mind numbing. I plan to test that restraint just a bit.
I pull the blue baby doll night gown from my shopping bags. It was my favorite one. It looks like a lace mini dress that crisscrosses in the back. It has lacy panties that go underneath, but I’ve opted to go without those tonight. I pull my hair into a messy bun and swipe on some lip gloss.
I look in the mirror and wink. I then frown at myself feeling silly. I take a good look at myself. I wonder if I will look different in the morning.
I’ve waited twenty-four years for this. It’s really going to happen. I’m going to give myself to Noah. I fidget nervously, not sure if I am really ready for this. I nearly jump out of my skin when I hear Noah’s voice come from behind me.
“You look beautiful,” he says huskily.
I look at him through the mirror. “Thank you,” I blush and run my hands down my sides. My palms have turned into running faucets suddenly.
Noah moves into the bathroom and stands behind me. His arms lock around my waist and give a good squeeze. I can feel the heat coming off his body through his sweat pants and t-shirt. His erection is poking me in my behind. I wiggle against it, and moan when Noah’s hand cups one of my breasts in his large palm.
His head dips and he nibbles at my neck. His eyes flick up to meet mine in the mirror. “Rebecca, tell me how do you want me? Do you want me to take my time…show you who I am bit by bit…or do you want me to unleash who I am from the start,” Noah asks as he holds my gaze with a hot lust filled look.
“I want all of you, Noah,” I whimper and bite my lip. “I’m nervous, but I want it all.”
“I’ll be gentle,” he says close to my ear.
I feel the fire in my belly burn hotly, consuming the butterflies that used to live there. I’m already so wet for him. I start to tremble like a leaf as his other hand slides down my stomach, under the fabric of my baby doll and between my legs. I suck in a breath as his fingers find my swollen nub.
Noah licks from the back of my neck to the side, sucking the flesh there into his mouth. His warm palm cups my mound as his thumb circles my clit. He doesn’t take his eyes off of me the whole time. I feel like his golden eyes behind those long dark lashes are just one extra caress. The look he is giving me makes me feel wanted, loved and …dare I say it, beautiful. I never felt this beautiful in my life.
Noah pinches and rolls my nipple as two fingers from his other hand push into me. I bite my lip as my chest heaves, a small whimper escapes my lips and Noah release my skin from his mouth and smiles at me.
He moves his body closer to me, pinning me to the bathroom counter as he nudges his member between my butt cheeks. I lift onto my toes trying to get closer to him somehow. I reach one hand over my shoulder to hold him in place as I entwine my fingers in his hair. My other hand reaches for the countertop to anchor me.
The sound of Noah’s fingers moving through my juices fills the bathroom and he growls, his nostrils flare and his hip thrust into me from behind. He presses on my nub and I gush all over his fingers. Noah drops his hand from my breast to band his arm around my center and I begin to sag against him.
I don’t get to blink before I’m in his arms and he is carrying me into the bedroom. He deposits me on the bed, reaching for my baby doll, he pulls it up and over my head. I go to move to climb under the covers, but Noah pins me with a glare that tells me not to move.
He turns and heads for his walk-in closet. When he returns, he is completely naked and this time I get more than a full view of his dick. When my mouth falls open this time it’s from a different type of shock. Not because he is naked in front of me, but because it can’t be possible for that thing to fit inside of me. Holy shit, Noah.
I tilt my head to the side in awe as it points right at me, as Noah gets closer and closer. There is a bead of precum spilling from the tip already, which seems to give the thing some type of life. Like it’s sticking it’s tongue out at me or drooling at me or something.
The head is fat and moves into a thick meaty shaft. I may have never had sex, but I’ve seen a cock before and Noah is putting each one I’ve seen to shame. I blow out a breath and press my lips as I sigh out my acceptance. This is going to hurt…a lot.
“Stop looking like that, I told you I’ll be gentle,” Noah’s voice pulls my attention. He climbs onto the bed and straddles my hips. He bends his head to kiss my nose, then my lips. “I know what I’m doing. You tell me if anything I do is too much. I’ll read your body for the rest.”
“Okay,” I nod.
Noah kisses me again, fizzing out all thoughts of anything other than his tongue swiping into my mouth and consuming me. I feel his fingers glide up my arm and lace with my fingers. He lifts my right arm up over my head, surprising me when something silky brushes my wrist.
I look up to see him tying a strip of silk to my wrist and then to the headboard. He doesn’t even pause from placing kisses all over my face and neck. He repeats the same glide of his fingers on my other arm and soon I’m secured to the bed.
“Is it going to be that bad,” I chuckle nervously. “I promise I won’t run,” I try to joke my apprehension away.
Noah laughs, his eyes sparkle with it. He sits up and pulls his hair into a quick bun. “No, it’s not going to be bad at all. I just want you dripping wet when I slide inside you. I have an idea of the best way to do that,” Noah then winks at me and produces a blindfold I hadn’t noticed.
Shit, did I notice anything other than that monster between his legs. As if it just heard my thoughts it jerks against my stomach. Noah lifts a questioning brow to ensure I’m game before placing the blindfold on me. I give a nervous, jerky nod and his smile broadens. “That’s my girl,” he praises.
I’m in total darkness once the blindfold is in place. I can only hear, feel, and taste. I taste the caramel on Noah’s lips the moment he kisses me. We had ice cream earlier and Noah loves caramel on his ice cream. The flavor bursts into my mouth from his lips. I’m surprised by how much more potent it seems, as opposed to before when he kissed me.
I suck his tongue into my mouth. Tasting to my heart’s content. I feel Noah’s hands on my face first. They move slowly downward, over my neck, shoulders, breasts, and down my sides. Just when I think he is going to move further, he breaks the kiss and I feel him lift away. The bed shifts under his weight as he leaves me in place, tied to his bed.
I listen for him and hear him shifting around close by. A few seconds pass before the room is filled with the sound of music. I nearly burst into tears when I realize what song he is playing. I once told Noah that I wanted to make love to 112’s, Sweet Love.
We were totally drunk; I was feeling bold and talking out my ass. He didn’t know that I meant I wanted to make love to him for the first time to this song. If I didn’t already love Noah, this right here…this would have me falling so hard I’d never come back from it. I already know there is no hope for me. I am hopelessly in love with Noah Black.
I feel the bed dip agai
n as he climbs back on. I relish in the feel of his big body pressed to mine as he leans into my ear. “I’ve listened to every word you’ve said. There is nothing about you I don’t remember, drunk, sober or otherwise, I know you, Rebecca,” he whispers.
A tear does escape with his words. Just as it does, Noah starts a trail of kisses down my body. He pauses to give each of my breasts attention, allowing the hairs of his beard to stimulate my hypersensitive skin. I arch my back and pull at my restraints.
Noah chuckles darkly as he allows my left nipple to pop free from his mouth. I moan as he continues his descent. I buck my hips at him in impatience. Noah chuckles again and presses a hand to my stomach, flatting me back onto the bed.
I feel him settle between my legs just before he sucks the side of my thigh into his mouth. I bite my lip and let out a delirious laugh. He is driving me crazy.
Noah pulls my legs over his shoulders and buries his face in my folds. I lift from the bed again and cry out. I tighten my legs around his head as he dives deep, licking, sucking, and slurping. I feel his thumbs spread me open so his tongue can dive deeper.
I’m riding his face hard as I grope the silks tying me to the bed. Noah wasn’t lying. I am super wet. The most wet I’ve been since he has been making trips down there. I’m so turned on by the sound of him enjoying his fest, the sensual music, the feel of him between my legs and the knowledge that it is Noah, my Noah, giving me this pleasure.
“Noah,” I cry out. “Please.”
“Come for me, Baby,” he groans, then sucks my nub into his mouth.
“Yes,” I scream and come hard.
Noah doesn’t stop, instead he pins my legs to my chest and shifts his position as he continues to lap at me for everything I’m worth. I feel my next orgasm rushing forth. My eyes cross behind the blindfold and the growl that comes from Noah rumbles through my entire body. I’m on the edge of passing out. Well, damn, Noah.
