Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 15387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
The door swings open but just wide enough that I can slip in. My initial plan is to not take more than three minutes—just do my business and get out—but I’m arrested by her sight.
She’s wearing an oversized white t-shirt and is lying on her side, one leg draped over a pillow. Her long, wavy hair is spread underneath her, her breathing steady.
God, she’s beautiful…and she’s wearing nothing but thin cotton panties, the cheek of her ass almost poking out. That erases any remnant of sleep because I’m now fully awake. Fully aware of her delicious body. Fully aroused.
Fuck. One kiss is enough. It’s not but it should be.
Mentally punching myself, I head to the bathroom, piss as fast as I can, and head out, already accepting the fact that I’ll end up lying awake until the sun rises.
I sink into the sofa, trying to fit my bulk. My legs stretch out over the armrests awkwardly, and the backrest presses against my shoulder. But I barely notice the discomfort because something else is desperate for my attention.
Without thinking, I palm my raging erection. Visions of her naked, her thick thighs wrapped around my head, flood me and I give in.
I’m about to reach into my boxers when the bedroom door opens, and Nora walks to my feet. At her vantage point, my hard-on is obvious, and her eyes flare when she spots it.
Her hair is a tangled mane and one side of her shirt slips down her shoulder.
Fuck, it should be a crime to look this stunning.
I sit up and grab a throw pillow to cover my cock. I know she’s seen it, but my brain refuses to function when she keeps staring at it.
“Nora? You need something?”
“I wanted to ask you the same thing.”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
“I felt you in the bedroom.”
“Oh. I was just taking a piss.”
“You stood at the foot of the bed.”
Well, then. I’ve run out of excuses, so I keep my mouth shut, willing my cock to calm down.
We stand there for what seems like hours, but it’s definitely just a few seconds. She fucks up my head, but I’ll be lying if I don’t say I want to mark her as mine.
Mine.
Fires light along my nerve endings, and not one of us is moving. It’s like Nora sucks all the oxygen in. I burn with the need to touch her, so I tighten my muscles and physically lock myself.
I shouldn’t do it. I really shouldn't. I should be content with that kiss.
But my body has other plans.
Before I know it, I’m standing and closing the distance between us in two strides. Up close, her breathing quickens, her plush lips slightly open. I don’t remember being this drawn to anyone. Ever.
But here she is. Not even twenty-four hours and she has me wrapped around her finger.
“Nora, God.”
“D-do you like me, Noah?”
“With every fiber of my fucking being.”
I take her mouth for a kiss and sweep her into my arms, bringing her with me back to the bedroom. She fits me perfectly. I know the layout of this house by heart so I don’t need to look where I’m going. When my shin hits the bed, I lay her down, never even coming up for air.
She tastes too sweet for me to let go.
My hands travel from her nape to her spine, down the sides of her body, and her thighs. I plunge my tongue into her warm mouth, and I revel in the way she whimpers and clutches the front of my shirt.
God, why did I ever think I could stay away?
Our gazes collide when I pull back, and my pulse pounds in my temple. I run my knuckle along her jaw, and the slight tremble in her chin doesn’t escape my notice.
“Is this too soon for you?” I ask because no matter how much I want to bury my tongue and cock inside her, if she says no, I’ll stop. It will take all my energy and self-control, but I will stop.
“N-no. It’s just that…” She trails off and her eyes dart away, her hands fidgeting on the hem of her shirt, but I hook a finger under her chin and force her to look at me.
“I won’t push you to do things you don’t want, Nora.”
The stubborn glint in her eyes is back. “That’s not… I don’t…”
With a deep breath, she blurts out, “I’m a virgin and I’ve never done this before.”
I almost stagger back as if someone just hit me with a sledgehammer. A virgin? This beautiful, perfect girl? How? Just… is that even possible?
“I understand if…if it turns you off. I don’t know how to do this.”
Then, it hits me. Nora is actually more concerned with my reaction to her confession than being taken by me. Ah, hell. “Nora…”
“Noah…”
She bites the inside of her cheek, blinking rapidly and glancing around.