He looks away from me for a moment.
“She's done enough to me over the years already, that's more than I can handle,” he confesses.
Noah's face reddens slightly for a moment before he takes a deep breath.
“But you're here now,” He looks down at me.
“I don't care if she got her way. I won't let her get away with anything else. Understand?” his voice is firm.
I nod slowly.
“She's already done so much. I can't help but think about what it would've been like if she hadn't gotten in the way,” Sadness seeps into my voice.
“We’ll be together regardless,” Noah whispers in my ear.
“Come on. I'm going to take you home,” He tells me.
“Away from this? On your night?” I protest.
“This is me, doing what’s important. This is what I should have done a long time ago. I'm going to put you first, and prove to you that we deserve each other, more than either of us knows,” Noah’s words change everything.
If Olivia managed to seed any doubts in my mind, they are long gone.
Noah ensures that the door is locked behind him before we sit down on the couch.
Neither of us is sure of what to say because of the rage Olivia has caused.
It seems like she's going to win this battle.
“I can't pretend I don't want you to leave him,” Noah's voice is crisp.
“I want to rip you two apart and have you for myself, just like Olivia has managed to wrench us apart,” he adds.
“Oh, Noah, the divorce will happen, I just need to wait for the merger and-” I bite my lip.
But there's so much weight on Noah's words.
“Do you want to end this?” he asks suddenly, out of nowhere.
“Of course not,” I shake my head.
“If all we have together is these moments, can you hang on to me? To what we have? This is enough for me, but is it enough for you?” he asks honestly.
The look in his eyes takes my breath away.
“You’ve always been more than enough, no matter what,” I whisper.
I’m out of breath, and my heart flutters just at the notion that we will wait for each other, no matter how long it takes us to be together, it will happen.
We will grow old together.
He is entirely focused on me, and the world around me merely drops away.
Nothing exists but the way he looks at me.
I should convince myself to leave, but as I stretch my neck, I feel Noah’s soft lips against my skin.
“Oh,” I gasp as I brace myself against him.
His warm lips feel like they leave little marks on my skin.
I inhale the scent of Noah's aftershave, and a content sigh escapes my lips.
“You should stop me,” He whispers.
I can hear the intent in his voice.
“I should,” I say.
Instead, a low moan escapes my lips, and my teeth scrape across the skin of his neck.
Our lips somehow find each other, and the chaos in my mind quiets.
There's no longer the thought to leave.
Just this.
A blissful moment in the fire that my life has become.
We are suddenly engulfed in the fiery passion of two people who can't be together but crave each other incessantly.
His gentle kiss quickly turns into a passionate one, and his frisky tongue plays with mine.
I let him pick me up and wrap my legs around his waist.
All I want is to be carried off by him.
We pause in the hallway and Noah places me down on the front table as I shrug his jacket off his shoulders without breaking the kiss.
The need to feel his skin is too much to handle, and I make quick work of the buttons before I slide the shirt down his broad shoulders.
My hands are on his muscles as they flex under my touch and he grips my waist harder.
All I can do is draw his body closer to mine.
“Make me yours,” I whisper.
“Alright,” he whispers hoarsely.
I find myself in his arms again until we are in his bedroom.
I stand as he releases me from his grasp, and turn around.
With one zip of my dress, it's gone.
Noah kisses my stomach gently before he looks up at me with admiration.
That’s our baby, his child.
The warmth floods over me like it does every time I think about how he got me pregnant.
Noah kisses my shoulders, my back; every kiss makes my sense spiral.
The fact that we somehow managed to conceive makes me burn for him.
He kisses me roughly, and we both fall back onto the bed.
The revelation that we both want this drops me into oblivion where only we exist.
He lays me back on the bed, and I stretch as I watch Noah unbuckle his pants, and slide them down before he kicks them aside.
His fiery blue eyes are on me the entire time.
His body is on mine within seconds, and he is planting kisses all the way down my body.
“How much do you want me right now?” His hoarse whisper tells me that he can barely restrain himself.
“You have no idea,” I whisper.
He toys with my ass, pushing a finger in lightly and the delight that rolls through my body knows no bounds.
“Oh my god, please Noah,” I whisper, biting my lip and looking up at him.
Noah reaches under the bed and pulls out one of the drawers, grabbing a bottle of lube and a toy.
A toy that looks suspiciously familiar.
The cock mold toy we made as a joke.
In all its glory, it's honestly a work of art.
“Lay down,” His command is firm with a sexy tone.
I automatically obey, I can’t help myself.
He slides the dildo between my wet lips, to tease me slightly before he lets it slip inside me.
Oh god.
Pure bliss.
I'm horny right now I’m on the precipice of cumming right this moment.
Then, as though this can't get any better, I feel his firm member slide between my ass cheeks, and into my brown eye.
“Holy shit,” I gasp.
It's mind-blowing, with my pussy and ass stuffed full of him.
“How's that?” He growls.
“Oh my god!” All I can do is moan.
I have no concept of direction, or where am I, my mind reels from what he does to me.
Noah continues to slide in and out of my ass, keeping his duplicate cock firmly inside me.
Then, as though I didn't know it was coming, he starts to move the dildo in and out of my pussy.
I'm in heaven.
The realization that he's filled me with his cock as much as much sets my body alight with gratification- I’m as much his as he is mine.
“And I'm nowhere near finished with you,” He groans
Every movement, every flex of his cock makes me scream in pleasure.
Actual screams.
Words like 'yes' and 'fuck' and 'don't stop' fly from my mouth in a flurry.
“God you’re so wet,” He purrs seductively.
My eyes meet his, and I can barely breathe, every little gasp is short and quick.
“Are you going to cum?” He asks.
Noah watches my face intently, and I can only nod to him, another scream of ecstasy escapes my lips as he continues to ravage my body.
I can't tell right from left as the most intense orgasm I’ve ever felt rocks my body hard I can only tremble and scream in pleasure.
I can't stop shaking and screaming his name at the same time.
Noah grunts loudly as he embeds his cock deep into my ass, the wave of pleasure continues to wash over me.
Then I feel his hot load shoot deep inside my ass, I can’t stop wave after wave of intense bliss, and I’m no longer in control of my own body as I lay on the sheets.
He's made a complete mess of me, and I loved e
very single second of it.
Noah drops down beside me to pull me into his arms.
He draws little circles on my skin as I recover.
It's a peaceful silence that settles over the both of us, content to live in this moment.
“I take it you liked that?” his devilish grin makes me pull him towards me for a long, slow kiss.
“Understatement,” I laugh.
Then he's got that look in his eyes again, and I can see how much he loves me.
He loves me so much that I know he'd let me go if I asked him to for real.
Is that what I want?
No.
I couldn't possibly live without this man.
Not now.
Not ever.
I love him, more than anything.
“I love you,” He tells me, as though he knows the thoughts in my head.
That's Noah; he always reads my mind correctly.
31
Noah
October 22, 2017
I know she's my daughter, but at the moment the last place I would rather be is her baby shower.
Athena has gone out of her way to turn my penthouse into the elegant affair.
And she used my credit card to do it.
Flowers everywhere, food, drinks, waiters, and elegantly dressed women and men
Unfortunately, when I reminded her men do not belong at a baby shower, she explained she was inviting men and women, and my presence was required.
Here I am, sipping a whiskey as I watch Tinsley and Connor.
Connor makes a joke about the baby being a boy.
He plays the part of the perfectly of a husband who adores his wife.
Connor says something else, everyone laughs, and he rubs her belly gently, bending down to kiss it.
The crowd is entranced by the both of them.
"Perfect marriage" my ass.
I know it’s all for show; I know she wants me, and her glance in my direction is pure sorrow.
We both know that baby belongs nowhere near Connor.
Tinsley is carrying my baby, and it still hasn’t fully sunk in.
It only makes me love her more.
That’s how I find myself in the kitchen, as I sulk into my whiskey.
It doesn’t matter that her baby is mine, I’m not the one making a show of it in my goddamn living room.
I’m the father of her baby.
She wants me.
They both need me.
Tinsley was in my bed just days ago.
She is perfectly content to cheat on her husband with me.
I am the man she belongs to.
Not that snake of a bastard who caught her at a weak point.
“The great Noah Stone, all alone as he hides in his kitchen because the woman he loves is pregnant with another man’s baby,” Olivia crows over her victory.
“Stay out of my kitchen,” I say brusquely.
“Oh? Is this your kitchen?” She asks.
Then, of all things, she feigns embarrassment.
“Stop it,” My firm, loud voice shocks her.
“You're only here because you're Corban’s mother. If I'd had it my way, you'd never step foot in this building again,” I sneer.
“This will be mine, you know,” She gloats.
Olivia's sharp features only contort her wicked smile.
“All of it. I'm going to thoroughly enjoy when I redecorate every inch of the place,” She continues.
I don't intend to indulge her.
“The first thing, I think I'll dispose of, is that bed of yours,” She snickers now.
“Toss away all those memories of happy times with your long lost love,” She lays it all out for me.
This woman!
Fuck her!
Not literally of course.
I grab her by the wrists roughly.
“You listen to me now, you will not insult me in my own home, nor will you threaten me. You continue on this path, and I swear to god, I will ruin you before you have a chance to do anything to me,” my voice is like ice.
This makes her laugh so loudly the servers in the kitchen staring at us.
“Dear, you couldn't touch me even if you wanted to,” Olivia gloats.
“Oh, believe me, I will. You threaten me? You threaten my family. Including your son, my daughter, and your grandchildren,” I remind her.
“Don't worry, love!” Olivia spits out the word.
“I would never hurt them. Only you,” she sneers.
“Get out!” I scream at her.
Heated with fiery hate for this woman I can't stand her in my home.
“Get the fuck out! Now! After all, you've done!” I rage at Olivia.
Athena pops her head into the kitchen.
“What in the world-” She stops talking when she sees Olivia and me, and the wicked smile on Olivia's face.
“Olivia, I'm sorry, but I think it's time to go. And quietly,” Athena tells her firmly.
Athena is the last word.
And then, as though Athena knows how to hit her where it hurts.
“You can go out the door the servers have been using, right over here,” She points to the door Magda comes in every day.
Then her face contorts into pure malice.
“If you threaten my brother, you threaten me,” Athena says calmly.
Her voice is eerily calm, combined with that look, the pure hatred for Olivia?
Athena is devastating when she wants to be.
Olivia tries to protest.
Athena shakes her head.
“We are the Stones. We stick together. End of story. If you can’t let go of your unhealthy obsession with my brother, you are not welcome in this building,” Athena’s voice barely contains her rage.
Then Athena stamps her foot before she points to the door.
Slightly childish and not overall effective.
But only for a moment.
Then, to my shock, she takes Olivia by the shoulders, leads her roughly towards the door in six-inch heels, making Olivia stumble slightly.
Athena's grip on her is firm Olivia doesn't have time to say two words, before she opens the door, pushes Olivia out, and locks it.
“What was that?” Athena's tone is accusatory.
“Olivia and her idle threats to ruin me,” I shrug.
They are idle threats, and I wave a hand in dismissal.
“How long has this been going on?” she demands.
“Well, how do you think Tinsley ended up married to Connor? Would you believe me if I said she had a hand in the destruction of our relationship? Our possible marriage?” I ask.
“She was never any good,” Athena snaps.
“It's a pity she's the grandmother to be. Otherwise, I would go out there and give her a real taste of the Stone fury,” Athena continues.
She's got our father's anger.
Nothing lights a fire under my sister like idle threats.
Or real threats.
Athena likes to get her way.
“That won't do any good,” I remind her.
Athena bows her head.
“You have to tell Corban,” she declares.
“I am tempted to ruin her relationship with her son, and I shouldn't tell Corban anything,” I confess.
This only serves to make Athena pout again.
“Noah you can't ruin their relationship, it's already ruined. If she threatens you, she threatens all of us,” Athena’s words are clear.
We both fall silent for a moment.
“How could she even?” Athena wonders.
“She must be working with someone, maybe Connor,” I wonder.
“Connor?” Athena raises an eyebrow at that.
“Just because he married the woman you love, doesn't make him the bad guy in this situation. I also doubt Olivia is smart enough to pull those strings,” Athena disagrees.
“Don't you think it's possible?” I argue.
“Okay it's plausible, but that dullard? I guarantee
you even if he was behind Olivia's threats, that he wouldn't know what to do, should the chance present itself,” She rationalizes.
“So, I ask you gently dear brother, why do you believe Olivia is doing this?” Athena inquires.
“I wouldn't know,” My response to Athena surprises her.
“Is there something you need to tell me?” She prods further.
“Now is not the time for that. Let's get back to this baby shower,” I shake my head.
This secret is probably best kept between us.
“Where did my mother go?” Corban's first words to me as I approach him.
“She had to leave suddenly,” Athena smiles graciously.
“Something about jetting off to Milan with one of her latest boyfriends. Noah, did you catch his name?” Athena conspires with me.
“Something Zito?” I make up a name in my head.
“Like I know anything about my mother these days. She's never around; she's always at the WB Energy office now that she's a board member. She barely even calls me,” Corban shrugs.
He doesn't seem to care.
“Well, then I guess she won't be missed,” Athena smiles brightly at him.
Then she turns her attention to Ava.
“Not at all. I didn't even think she was going to come, to be honest,” Corban explains
He doesn’t even care.
“Well, she made an appearance at least,” I say.
I restrain myself and smile as best as I can.
“What was that?” Corban asks.
“Stone we've known each other far too long, for you to get that past me. We're family now. You can trust me,” He says.
Corban puts a hand on my shoulder, and his firm grip convinces me.
They're going to be his children.
His boys.
He should know at least.
“I think you're going to need a drink for this,” I lead him towards the bar, and we both order another whiskey.
Then I lead Corban outside on the terrace.
“How's the company going?”
Corban has started a company making educational software and programs for children.
He even took it a step further too, by providing his software to schools at low cost, or no cost at all, without licensing fees.
Virtually unheard of!
His profits mostly come from custom software the Elite of Manhattan asks them to design for their children.
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