Now, I stopped next to his floor-to-ceiling windows, wishing once again I had my camera with me, already imagining how magical the mountains and the sky would look with proper lighting and contrast.
Noah came behind me and snaked his arms around my waist, placing his head on my shoulder.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked me.
“I’m thinking how amazing this is.” I pointed at the mountains. “It’s relaxing and inspiring.”
He nuzzled my neck, pressing himself into me. “Yeah. It’s one of the things that helps me de-stress when I have a lot of work.”
“Why are you working so hard?”
“Before, it was all for my father. It was like I was proving to myself and my family I could do it. But now it’s more than that. I do enjoy it, but I don’t want it to rule my life. I’m realizing some things just now, and it’s all thanks to you.”
I looked at him over my shoulder. “Thanks to me?”
“Yes. You’ve helped me realize that I’ve let others control my life too easily. I don’t want that kind of life. I will run the business, but not at the cost of sacrificing the things I like.”
He turned me around and pulled me to him, palming my butt. I didn’t get the chance to answer him, because he pressed his lips on mine. His tongue delved into my mouth, exploring me, and the need in me grew heavy.
“I want you so much,” he muttered into my mouth, grinding me against his rigid shaft, and the sensation was too much. I was already so wet that I was sure he could feel it through our clothes.
“Then fuck me,” I replied and bit into his lip, urging him to get inside of me.
He took me to his bedroom and lay me down on his bed, covering my body with his. His hands worked quickly, taking all my clothes off. I did the same thing to him, and then we ended in a heated embrace, our bodies entangled as our kiss deepened.
I went on top of him and lowered my head to take his nipple into my mouth. I darted out my tongue and flicked it over a tiny bud that turned hard, earning a low moan from him.
“Jess,” he hissed and grabbed me by my hair, starting to tremble.
“You’re so sexy, Noah. You make me so wet.”
I left kisses all over his torso, slowly reaching his dick that was hard and covered with his precum. I wrapped my hand around his cock and stroked it, taking him into my mouth at the same time.
“Fuck!” He jerked, raising his head to see me better. I returned his gaze, bobbing my head up and down as I sucked him. “Fuck me. You’re so good. Oh yeah, baby.”
His grunts became louder, his breathing labored, and it only turned me on more. I loved being able to make him feel this good. I increased the tempo, running my tongue around his swollen head, and more precum coated my throat. My pussy was throbbing for him, sopping wet. I couldn’t wait anymore.
I straddled him and impaled myself on his engorged member, taking it all inside of me at once.
“Jessica,” he growled and grabbed me by my hips, his eyes locked on mine. “Baby, fuck the shit out of me. I’m all yours.”
My pussy clenched at his dirty words, my walls gripping his pulsating cock. I rode him hard and fast, supporting myself against his shoulders as he muttered several curses I could hardly discern. I turned wild, fucking him faster when the tension in me reached the bursting point. I could feel it, only seconds away from the mind-shattering release, and I moved faster and faster…
“Noah!” A scream tore out of my mouth, my whole body convulsing as the searing pleasure went on and on.
In a second, he had me pinned under him, and he plunged into me, burying his head into my neck. Kissing and sucking my skin, he pounded into me mercilessly, increasing my pleasure to the point where I could hardly stand it. My pussy was too sensitive, but it only pushed me closer to another release. I moved my hips against him, filled with nothing but bliss, and it was so addictive. I never wanted him to stop.
“Come again,” he ordered me. “Come all over my cock. Now.”
A couple of thrusts later, I shattered into thousand pieces once more, calling his name in delirium.
“So good. I’m going to come. I’m going to come in your tight, hot pussy right now... Fuck!”
He rammed into me and shouted my name, his face twisting in ecstasy.
And as I watched him come, all fascinated by him, I realized one thing.
I fell in love with him. Totally and irrevocably.
16
Jessica
* * *
I woke up before Noah and slipped out of his bed, planning to call Angie to check up on Maya. I sneaked into his bathroom and made a quick call, thinking about finally telling Noah about Maya when he woke up.
After last night, it felt like the right thing to do. There was a special connection between us, something that I had never felt with anyone before, and I pushed all my fears aside. Maya needed her father, and it was only fair for Noah to find out about his daughter.
“Hey,” I said when Angie answered the call.
“Hey, Jess. Having the time of your life?” Her suggestive tone told me exactly what she was thinking about.
“Something like that.”
“So will you finally tell me who this mysterious guy is?”
“I will. Soon. I promise.”
“The way you’re acting makes me feel like he’s a part of the mafia or something.”
I burst into chuckles, amused by her limitless imagination. “It’s nothing like that. How’s Maya?”
“She’s great. We just had breakfast, and I’m going to take her to the zoo. That’s all she’s been talking about since yesterday. She can’t wait to see the elephants.”
I chuckled, knowing very well how enthusiastic Maya could be when it came to the zoo. Elephants were her favorite animals besides dogs. “Just don’t spoil her with candy. I know how much you like to buy her junk.”
She snorted, and I was pretty sure she also rolled her eyes. “What’s a childhood without immense amounts of candy?”
“A tragedy,” I mocked her. “Just make sure she eats something that resembles real food as well.”
“I know, I know. It’s just that I can hardly resist when she looks at me with those sweet eyes and an even sweeter smile.”
I shook my head, my face beaming. Maya was an angel, and more often than not, it was hard for me to resist her wishes too.
“Thank you for taking care of her.”
“Don’t mention it. What are sisters for? I’ll bring her back when you’re finished work.”
“It’s a deal.”
I ended our conversation a few minutes later and went to take a quick shower. I soaped my body thinking about the last night and all those ways Noah took me, surprised my pussy or body weren’t sore at all after all that action.
I closed my eyes and rinsed myself, imagining Noah’s hands on me. It didn’t take long for my pussy to pulsate with arousal, and I palmed it, letting out a low moan.
The bathroom stall opened and Noah got inside, perfectly naked. “You’ve started without me?” he said with a smirk on his face.
“Noah,” I mouthed and smiled, my eyes sliding down his ripped frame. He held his fully erect cock in his head, his enlarged tip peeking out of his fist.
“Keep touching yourself, sweetheart. I want to watch you touch yourself.”
Letting out another moan, I leaned against the wall and rubbed myself in circles. I couldn’t look away from him, captivated by the animalistic look in his eyes. The pressure in the pit of my belly got higher and higher, my legs shaking from the intensity.
“Jesus. What are you doing to me?”
Taking all of me in, he reached out for my breasts and cupped them. “I missed you in bed.” His erection was hard against my pussy, his lips demanding when he slammed them against mine.
I responded eagerly, wanting that big, fat cock of his so deep in me. Breaking our kiss, he spun me around and pressed me against the wall, nestling his cock in my ass crack.
“Already ready for me, huh?” He brought two fingers to my slick mound and pushed them inside, biting into my shoulder.
I shuddered with pleasure, grinding myself against him, my knees going weak. My pussy was throbbing, my heart hammering against my chest.
He growled and bit into my earlobe, starting to rub himself against me. “Damn. Look at you. Your pussy is swallowing my fingers. Do you want more, huh?”
“Yes,” I moaned, practically begging him to give me more.
He added two more fingers, stretching me so widely that it seemed impossible I could take it, but I did, and I whimpered with pleasure, wanting even more. I wanted his thick cock filling me up. I wanted to come with him all the way inside.
“Ah, ah, ah!” I screamed, pushing my hips to get his fingers even deeper in me. He was fingering me too fast, the sloshing sound of my pussy getting louder as I got wetter.
“I need to taste you. I need to taste you right now,” he muttered in a completely hoarse voice and went down to his knees, cupping my ass. “Mmm.” His tongue went out to stroke my swollen folds, and I drowned in all-consuming sensations.
He pleasured me like my pussy was the most delicious dessert, the sounds he made making me way, way hornier. He was lapping at my clit and puffy lips, picking up my juices, but I was so wet that I could feel them trickling down my thighs. And then he brought two fingers back into me, and all coherent thoughts left me.
“Yes! Keep doing it like that. Don’t stop. Oh God. I’m going to come so good. Oh God, I can feel it. Yes!”
He moved his fingers even faster, sucking my clit harder and harder, and I orgasmed hard, my vision going blurry from the intensity. He picked me up from behind before my climax even ended, placing his hands under my thighs, and pulled my legs apart. I raised my arms and put my hands on the back of his neck for support. I was his puppet—at his mercy to do with me all he wanted to.
“You’re so fucking delicious.” Positioning me right above his cock, he pushed into me and began a hard rhythm.
Everything felt stronger now after my orgasm, especially since this way he could hit my cervix each time, ruthlessly fucking me into abandon.
“Touch yourself,” he ordered in a voice that wasn’t his, drilling into me.
Moaning, I lowered one hand and stroked my swollen, pink pussy, getting hotter and hotter. He was watching me over my shoulder, our grunts and moans mixing in the shower stall. I could feel my next orgasm, and it was too much. I threw my head back against his shoulder and screamed, my release rocking each inch of me.
“So fucking tight. Fuck yeah.”
He lowered me down to my feet and entered me again, digging his fingers into my hips. I supported myself against the wall, impaling myself on his thickness, feeling too good.
“I love your hot ass.” He spanked me once, twice, creating a blend of pain and pleasure that enforced everything I felt, and increased his pace. “So thick and perfectly shaped. You’re all amazing, baby.”
Placing one hand on my breast, he pulled me toward him and placed his lips on my neck. His other hand was on my clit, working me fast. All the concurrent sensations were too much. I came once more, but this time, it lasted much, much longer, activating a chain of orgasms that numbed all my senses.
With a grunt, he tightened his hold on me and ejaculated into my pussy, his lips ending their journey on my shoulder.
“Good morning,” he said when he pulled away from me, chuckling.
I faced him with a smile. This was a great start to the day. “Good morning to you too. I think I may quickly get used to starting my days like this.”
He kissed me, his hands tracing my waist languidly. “I can make that happen.”
My heart fluttered with warmth and affection when I thought about spending my days next to Noah. I’d been living on my own for so long, so thinking about the possibility to have someone by my side made me giddy, to say the least. I was never unhappy being a single mother, but that couldn’t compare with living with someone you loved, who was also the father of your child.
We got out of the shower several minutes later, and my insides churned with sudden unease. I should tell him about Maya now. I shouldn’t wait anymore. As we dressed, I tried to calm myself down, hoping things would turn well.
“Noah?” I started, twisting my hands in front of me. He was standing in front of the mirror, tying his necktie.
“Yes?”
“There is something I need to talk about with you.”
He was focused on his tie, not even looking at me. “Go on.”
I took a deep breath, telling myself it was going to be okay, and he wouldn’t be mad, but his cell phone rang before I could even say anything.
“Wait a sec,” he said and answered the call. “Yes?” He listened carefully to the person on the other side of the line, his eyebrows furrowed. “Shit. Are you sure?” He listened for a few more seconds, his expression becoming more serious. “Okay. I’ll be there in a few. Bye.”
“What’s going on?”
He sighed heavily and rushed to take his jacket out of his closet. “I have an important conference meeting in an hour, but someone has messed up some documents. Now I need to go and see what I can do about it before the meeting starts.”
“I see.” I nodded at him, watching him take his briefcase.
“I’m sorry, but I have to go now. We’ll talk later, okay?”
Maybe that would be for best. That way I could think more about the way to tell him the rather shocking news.
“Okay. I’ll talk to you when you finish with your conference. How does that work for you?”
He approached me and kissed my forehead, his gaze soft. “It works great. I can’t wait to see you, Jess.”
His lips landed on me once more, and I melted into his embrace, already missing him.
It would be fine. It had to be. Noah would accept his daughter, so there was nothing I should worry about.
I could only hope.
17
Jessica
* * *
I turned on the TV and played Disney’s The Little Mermaid after hours and hours of Maya’s constant pleas. She loved watching Disney movies, especially The Little Mermaid, which she had watched at least four times so far.
I didn’t complain, though, because that way I had an extra time for myself. I joined Angie on my little balcony that barely had space for two chairs and an extremely small table and sat in a way that could allow me to keep an eye on Maya.
This whole day I’d been thinking about everything that had happened between Noah and me, and I knew for sure I wanted to be with him. On top of that, Maya deserved to have a father more than anything.
I didn’t like to think about it, but no matter how much I tried to make Maya feel like she wasn’t missing anything, the fact remained that she didn’t have a father. One day, when she had returned home from daycare, and she asked me why she didn’t have a father like her friends. I could barely contain my tears at that moment, understanding only then what an effect this could have on her.
From time to time, she would ask me about her dad, and even though I told her that her father was far away and unlikely to come back home anytime soon, she kept asking about him. I just didn’t have the heart to tell her that she would never meet her father.
But now, Noah could be a part of our lives. Maya could finally meet her dad and have his love.
“You look constipated,” Angie commented and took a sip of her coffee.
“Haha. That joke got old ages ago.”
“It’s not old in my book. What are you thinking about?”
I drew my gaze from Maya to Angie, feeling the need to tell her everything. “I’m thinking about Maya’s father.”
She raised her eyebrow. “Her father? Why are you thinking about him all of a sudden?”
I didn’t tell much about Noah to Angie. I didn’t even tell her his name, sticking to a few details about the father of my child. As long as she
was concerned, Maya’s father didn’t exist at all.
I could never forget the day I found out I was pregnant. It came as a shock, but Angie was my anchor from the moment I told her the pregnancy test came out positive, promising me she would help me as if my child was her own. I didn’t know what I would do if I didn’t have her.
The day I gave a birth to Maya was the happiest day of my life, but at the same time, I was so scared. Angie was always there to remind me I could do it, and for that and many other things, I would forever be grateful to her.
“It’s a long story.”
“I have enough time for it, if you want to share it with me.”
This was one of the things I loved about Angie the most. She didn’t pressure me to tell her things if I wasn’t ready. I glanced at Maya, who was looking at the TV screen with eyes wide as saucers.
“You know that I got pregnant with Maya in Australia.”
“Yes. You met that hot surfer, and you had a weekend fling with him.”
“Right. His name is Noah.”
“Okay. Noah. It’s a nice name. But why are you telling me this?”
“Wait. I’ll come to that part. Anyway, as I told you before, I was completely sure I was never going to see him again. I didn’t know his last name, so I couldn’t even look for him.”
“I sense a big ‘but’ coming.”
“That’s right. I thought I was never going to see him again, but I actually saw him recently.”
“No shit.”
I nodded. “It was at an engagement party. I was hired to take photos there.”
“Wow. Who would’ve thought? What a coincidence.”
“Yeah. It’s a remarkable coincidence, but here’s the thing—he was the fiancé.”
Her eyes widened, her jaw dropping. “I can’t believe this. For real?”
“Mhm. So imagine how I felt seeing Maya’s father there. It was astonishing.”
“Did he recognize you?”
“Yes, but he acted like he didn’t know me in front of his fiancée.”
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