A Million Wishes (17 page)

“
I figured I’d just hitch a ride up there with you and that way I can help you move your things home. Sound good to you?”

Miki was blushing, her mind was fuzzy from his hot kisses so she just nodded and whispered, “Deal.” Watching him work she realized she was thankful she wasn’t standing because damned if he didn’t make her feel weak and dizzy. Not to mention the fact he was some sexy eye candy to look at in those low slung jeans and no shirt. Soon he had bacon sizzling in one pan and eggs scrambling in another with cheese and peppers in them. It smelled delicious. He looked delicious. It shocked her when she felt desire slam into her and the ache to kiss and press against him again burned her low in her tummy. He turned and looked at her then, stalking towards her like a panther, all lean muscle, tatted bronze skin and smoky blue eyes. Her breath left her in a whoosh and he cupped the back of her head and kissed her hard and long until she was doing that purring thing again and digging her nails in his chest making him hiss.

“
Mmm fuck Miki…” She didn’t blush this time; she reveled in knowing the effect she had on him. Wetness pooled between her thighs and she could see him straining against his zipper. It thrilled her, made her grin, and empowered her.

He tilted his head and studied her. He bit her chin and licked her lips and stalked back over to the breakfast that was near burning. Not a word was said while he plated their food and sat it on the table. Standing next to her he filled their coffee mugs, and took them to the table, came back to her, pulling her off the counter as she wrapped her legs around him making him growl again. Her answering purr had him crushing his mouth to hers for a long, sultry kiss. Then he plopped her in a kitchen chair and grumbled “Vixen.”

She laughed. It was like music to his ears. Both grinning they dove into their breakfast heartily even though the eggs and toast were nearly burnt. It was delicious. Probably the best breakfast either of them had ever eaten.

Sipping hot coffee when she finished her plate, pushing it back she propped her chin on her hand, watching him. “Thank you Noah. I should have said that last night but…I want you to know how much it meant to me that you came after me, giving me love and showing me how much you really cared. No one’s ever done anything like that for me.”

He started to speak and she shushed him “Just let me finish while I have the nerve ok?”

He nodded and pushed his empty plate back; taking a long drink of coffee, then took her hand in his.

“
I…I want to try. To see if I can give you the love you deserve and need. I’m scared though Noah. Scared I’ll mess up and lose you and you are the one constant in my life, I couldn’t handle losing you. I never knew I could feel so much like I do when I’m with you. I want more. I feel drunk on your kisses and my whole body aches.” She stopped and lowered her eyes, blushing, but she knew he deserved to know, she wanted him to know how she felt. “I want to make love with you Noah. I really do. I don’t know if I can, but…but maybe we can try…soon…if you want too. I trust you, and I’ve never trusted anyone, not with intimacy.”

He watched her, nervously biting her lower lip and fidgeting with her hair. He squeezed her hand and hoped his voice wouldn’t crack when he spoke. “Miki...babydoll, I don’t deserve you but I’m damn sure thankful you’re my girl. I love you so much baby. You know I want to make love to you. I would love nothing more than pleasing you, feeling you fall apart in my arms, and show you how beautiful love can be between us. Whenever you are ready I’ll gladly try to give you everything you need and ache for.”

Patting his lap and opening his arms to her, she looked worriedly at him. “Come here babydoll, I need to hold my girl.” She scooted on to his lap and nudged her face against his neck, softly kissing him there. “I’m so afraid I won’t know what to do, and that I won’t be able to please you Noah.”

Her confession rocked his world. After all she had been through and she was worried about him. “Baby, you have nothing to worry about. I know you’ll please me, you already have, to the point I was wild with it, and hunched you like a damn animal.” She laughed and hugged him. He was so head over heels it was insane. He was a poetic rutting animal and delighting in making her giggle. She had him, hook, line and sinker.

“
I’ll need to go to the house and get some stuff done, and pack a bag for the week so you can study while I’m gone okay?”

She nodded and kissed his cheek. “That sounds good. We should probably leave by noon is that ok?”

“
Perfect. Mind if I take your truck or were you planning on going anywhere?”

“
Go for it. I’ll be ready to leave when you get back Noah. Then dinner tonight at my place, I’ll even make your favorite.”

“
Mmm fried chicken, mashed taters and green beans with bacon in em’?”

“
Yes, I might even make a peach pie since your Momma brought me those canned peaches that she made.”

He growled and playfully bit her shoulder and licked his way up her neck.

“
Or, I could just have you for dessert.” His teeth sank into her neck and he sucked her skin, making her whimper and roll her bottom on his lap whispering breathlessly. “Noah…please...”

Her voice was thick with need. His heart was slamming in his chest when he growled low in her ear. “Please what babydoll?” Tickling over her lobe with his tongue, he then used his teeth to scrape her silky skin, while his palm cupped her bottom and squeezed.

“
Please Noah, I…it aches so badly.”

He kissed her throat and tried his best to calm the beast inside of him. God he wanted to devour her, lick and bite every inch of her creamy skin.

“
Where do you ache babydoll, show me.” His voice was deep, husky, and slid over her like a warm wave of heat.

Her entire body quivered as she shyly took his hand and rubbed it over her breast, down her stomach to rest between her thighs. “Here, please, I…”

His hand caressed her inner thighs, stroking, getting closer to her heat, tongue licking her skin, teeth scraping until he cupped her mound and pressed against her, watching her close her eyes and arch into his hand. God she was so beautiful like that, feeling the first drugging passion and glowing with it. He took her mouth then, sliding his tongue between her lips and rubbing her sex with the palm of his hand. He wanted her to come. He told her so as soon as he pulled his mouth off hers.

“
Miki let go babydoll. Enjoy the feeling, I want so bad to make you orgasm for me, right here in my lap, so fucking bad.” His timber was dark and hungry. She opened her liquid green eyes and watched his face with an “O” on her lips. His hand slid up and then dipped below her pajama pants and beneath her panties. She cried out when he softly rubbed her slick lips, parting them, finding her tight bundle of nerves, circling it, licking over her neck again and softly biting her tender skin. He kept his thumb on her button and slipped one finger into her silky depths and when she tightened around him and convulsed he growled and dipped in and out of her, circling her little nub until she bucked and screamed out his name, gushing over his fingers and quivering on his lap.

“
Fuck babydoll, my god you are so fucking beautiful baby, so damn sexy.” His mouth was on hers again, drinking in her soft little whimpers as he continued his touch, just much lighter now. Her bottom kept writhing against him until he gasped and slid his finger deeper, coming in his pants like a teenage boy with his first girl. She had to have known he was coming because she wiggled harder against him and shook, bucking against his hand as she exploded again, soaking his lap with her sweet honey. Gently he slipped his finger from her sex and pressed his mouth to hers, shaking like a leaf. When they looked at each other both were breathing hard and looked shocked at what had just happened. Her eyes started to lower but he wasn’t having that, not after what they just shared. Tilting her face up, he kissed her mouth, her cheeks, and cute little nose, tenderly kissing her forehead. “Thank you Miki. I love you so much babydoll.”

She bit her lower lip and stroked her hand over his cheek, nuzzling against his neck and curling up against him still shaking. “I never knew, Noah I never knew it could be so wonderful. You made me feel so, I don’t even know the words for it, so intense, and I never knew. I soaked your lap Noah, I’m sorry I didn’t mean too.”

He gave her that cocky grin and rubbed her bottom affectionately. “Don’t you dare, ever, apologize for that. You, my love, are sexy as hell and I wouldn’t change a damn thing. You are perfect. You are mine.”

She gave him a lazy grin and kissed his cheek. “You are perfect. And you are mine.” He simply nodded his head, smiling “Damn straight.”

Chapter 14

Easing from his lap Miki took his hand heading towards the bathroom. She gathered two towels from the cabinet and turned on the shower for him. “You go first; I’ll toss your clothes in the wash for you.”

His fingers traced her cheek and he kissed her there, nuzzling his nose against her skin, his low timber heating her body all over again. “Is there any chance of getting you in there with me?”

Her face flushed hot “Toss your clothes out the door when you strip Romeo.” Laughing she walked into her bedroom, sorting through her clothes, finding an old pair of sweats that were baggy on her thinking they would do for him until his clothes were dry. Rounding the corner she was going to put the sweats on the bathroom door handle, but the door was wide open and steam was rolling out. She looked up and there he was, bathing, the curtain half open so she could see his sun kissed skin looking glorious with beaded water dripping down sinuous muscles. The rivulets were trickling down the hard plane of his stomach and over his…oh my… he was thick and fully erect and chuckling. “Like what you see babydoll?” He turned to face her, no shame or shyness, his hard body slick with soap, big strong hands sliding the soapy cloth down and stroking over his manhood. The fact that he had lost part of his leg and had scars scattered on his body did nothing to take away from just how mouthwatering he was. If anything it made him sexier, more rugged and strong. That along with the tattoos he had on his back, chest and biceps she was just drooling.

Good thing there weren’t any flies around, because her mouth hung open in shock for a moment, until she realized she was flat out staring at him, and she snapped her mouth shut, tossing the sweat pants on the counter and took off out the door. He laughed and yelled “Aren’t you going to wash my clothes for me babydoll? You did, after all, soak them.” The laugh was wicked and sexy as she marched back into the bathroom and snatched up his clothes. When she stood he reached for her and tugged her to him kissing her until she was weak and purring. Releasing her and looking into her smoky green doe eyes he growled and whispered. “If you don’t want to get dragged in here with me you better escape now, my control is shot from you looking at me with fire in your eyes.”

She turned tail and ran. His laugh was so hot and erotic. Hell, everything about him was sexy. While she wanted badly to strip and slither her body against his she was afraid. Not afraid of him, not at all. Maybe she was just afraid of letting go and giving herself to him, afraid of getting hurt. Stuffing the clothes in the washer she measured soap and shut the lid, still mumbling to herself as she went back to her bedroom and found a pair of jeans and a comfy sweater. It was
still frosty outside, and she would be heading back to her place in Atlanta, stopping at the grocery store to get things for dinner once she showered and dried her hair.

All thought of any of that was lost the moment she turned, and there he stood, leaning on the door frame with his crutches propped against the wall in only the sweat pants she gave him, little beads of water still on his neck and chest. Her mouth went dry and she sincerely wanted to lick each drop off his skin, and rub her face against the soft tuft of hair on his chest that thinned down into a line that dipped below the waist of his pants. Her tongue felt thick and her limbs were heavy, breasts aching and swelling while her sex throbbed, dampening all over again and he hadn’t even touched her, hadn’t spoken a word. Finally she got her feet to move and she tried to appear casual walking towards him hoping he would move so she wouldn’t have to squeeze by him to get out.

Well, so much for that. He tugged the string that was tied in a bow at the waist of her pajama pants and just barely tickled his fingers under the band, feeling her stomach as it quivered under his soft touch. She should probably slap his hand away and stomp off or something similarly “good girl” instead of standing there secretly hoping he would touch her one more time, just once. His head dipped towards hers and the kiss he gave her curled her toes and had her tippy toeing up to kiss him harder, deeper still. Teeth scraped her lips until she was panting, whimpering his name between kisses, reveling in feeling like a woman hungered for by a man. Unfortunately that didn’t last long when the shrill of the telephone jerked them from their reverie. Pulling from him she went to her bedside table and grabbed the phone looking at the caller id and groaning before she answered.