Hush - Fighting Fate #2 (34 page)

Taking her hand, I led her into the elevator and pushed the button for my floor.

“This is nice,” she said, showing me that cute smile of hers.

“Yeah, I’m still having trouble believing it’s mine.”

“Your parents are amazing.”

I nodded. They certainly were.

Opening the door, I showed her inside and gave her a quick tour, not brilliantly, ending in the bedroom. She didn’t seem uneasy though, so that was a relief.

I watched her move around to the other side of the bed and pick up the framed picture I had of her. She looked at me, surprise and confusion flashing across her features.

“When did you take this?”

Giving her a sheepish look, I scratched my head. “Uh…I kind of had Adam take it while I was in rehab. If I couldn’t have the real you, I wanted to at least have a picture of you. Sorry.”

The corners of her lips curved up. “You know that’s not fair. I would’ve liked to have had a picture of you too, you know.”

My racing heart relaxed a little knowing she wasn’t mad at me.

She carefully place
d the picture back on the bedside table and looked up at me. “You know, I was thinking…” She bit her lip, somewhat distracting me. “Maybe I should just stay the night…”

My gaze snapped up
. She didn’t just say that, did she?

Forcing my feet to stay exactly where they were, I tried to figure out my next move. I was barely hanging on to the lifeline I’d given myself as it was. If I started moving, I was screwed.

“You want to stay?”

It sounded lame, even to my ears.

She dropped her chin a fraction and her gaze burned right into mine. “I want you, Noah.”

Four words.

Four words out her sexy mouth and she had my resistance snapping. It was like a switch had been flicked inside me and the unsure, nervousness just evaporated, replaced by a need that had me taking control.

Slowly, I began moving around the bed. Her eyes tracked my every movement, heat and anticipation burning in their depths.
Her lips parted and her breath quickened.

Not stopping until our bodies were almost touching, I reached out and
firmly took her hips in my hands. Her breath came quicker.

“
What do you want?”

Her eyes darkened. “
You.
All
of you.”

My dick strained against my jeans,
causing my fingers to flex along her hip bones in response. I gave her an intensely dark look, trying to measure her intent. “Are you sure?”

Her returning gaze never faltered. “
Yes.”

With nothing left to hold me back, I pulled her against me and took her mouth in a slow, lingering kiss. She sighed, her hands softly trailing up my arms, her fingers snaking under the sleeves of my shirt.

Taking her plump bottom lip between mine, I gently sucked on its fullness then licked it, letting my new piercing glide over it before slipping it inside to seek out the warmth of her tongue.

She opened wider, willing and receptive, her fingers tensing against my biceps. My hands tightened in response before sliding around her tiny waist, creeping their way under the hem of her tank, relishing the soft smoothness of her silky skin.

I inhaled deeply, the smell and taste of her a heady, intoxicating mix, making my head swirl like no drug had ever been able to do. Something deep in the center of my chest shuddered as her hands moved over my shoulders, smoothly sliding up the sides of my neck and into my hair.

Her fingers clenched, tangling in my longer strands, making me groan
and bite her lip in response. It felt amazing. I honestly couldn’t remember how it actually felt to have a girl clutch my hair like that. I’d had a shaved head for too long. But I didn’t think it would matter if I could remember anyway. Everything with Kaeli felt like it was my first time.

Her tongue flicked over the piercing in mine, over and over. Knowing she liked it made me grunt with male pride. It made me want to experiment with it more, see what I could make her do when I ran it over her clit. I loved knowing she would be the only one to ever feel it from me.

Sliding my hands over her ribs, I pushed her tank higher, edging it up over her breasts so I could touch the delicate curves above the cups of her bra.

Moaning, she released my hair, lifting her arms up in an unspoken gesture to remove it completely. Not about to argue, I swiftly ripped it upwards and off, reclaiming her mouth and her body as quick as I could.

“Noah…” she breathed, clutching at my hair again. “God, you feel so good.”

A bolt of
something
surged through me. I didn’t know what it was. It made me feel a little frantic, panicked even. All I knew was that I couldn’t let her go. I needed to have her. Feel her. Taste her. Smell her. I needed her to know what she did to me, the strength she gave to me.

I felt my shirt being lifted, her soft, delicate hands finding my skin, making me shiver with the need I had inside me. Shucking it off, I reached for her
again, taking her face in my hands, kissing her deep.

“I need you so much,” I said against her lips. I’d never heard my voice sound so gruff with emotion before.

She trembled in response, her ragged breath coming faster and faster. Her hands slid over my skin, stroking my back, my waist, my ribs, caressing my chest, leaving trails of fire over my stomach.

There was so much inside me. Some of it I could identify, like the intense burn of desire, but most of it I didn’t understand. All I knew was that it was building up way too much, seeking a way out, and my body seemed to think it knew how to do it.

Reaching for the button on her jeans, I yanked it open with frantic hands, pushing the zipper down at the same time. Her hands went to my hair again, pulling me to her neck where I happily took the long tendon down her throat with my mouth, sucking the skin between my teeth.

She moaned, pulling at my hair while pushing me harder against her at the same time.

When I had her jeans down to her knees, I lifted her up and hurriedly set her on the bed, working quickly to get them all the way off so I could see those gorgeous legs of hers.

She sat up as I pulled them over her feet, reaching for the button on mine, making me almost growl at her. For some reason I needed to see her laid out on my bed, and while she was doing that I couldn’t see her.

Pushing her hand away, I shifted back and unbuttoned them myself, groaning with satisfaction when she fell back to watch me. I scanned her body, all laid out for me, her legs clenching together and her chest rising and falling with need.

When I reached her eyes, they were dark and glassy, w
atching me with hunger. Stepping out of my jeans, I crawled over her prone body, softly licking and kissing my way up. She squirmed beneath me, whimpering and moaning, my whispered name on her lips making me feel like roaring with victory.

With slightly shaking hands, I unclasped her bra and slowly drew it down her arms, leaving her lying there in just her pink lace panties.

I’d never seen anything more beautiful in all my life.

Lowering myself carefully so no part of me was touching her, I took her breast in my mouth, swirling my tongue over her peak, flicking my piercing over it again and again. Her body jerked and squirmed under me, her head turning from side to side while her hands clenched fiercely in the sheets.

Her body bowed off the bed, her hips seeking mine for relief. I lowered myself a little, settling lightly between her legs before switching to her other breast. She gasped, pushing her hips against me while I sucked and laved.

Her whole body tightened and her legs clenched hard around my waist.

“Oh god, Noah!” she cried, then began to shudder.

Letting go, I pressed forward, letting my weight come down, pressing my aching cock against her while I took her mouth in a hungry kiss.

She’d barely had time to come down when she started pulling at my boxers. I wasn’t going to argue. I needed inside her. Now.

Still kissing her, I worked my boxers off then edged her panties down while she lifted her hips. My cock fell straight to where he wanted to go, my hips thrusting of their own accord.

She shifted her legs wider apart, tilting her hips, welcoming me. I was quickly losing all thoughts of sensibility. I was sure there was something I was supposed to be doing.

Kaeli pulled at my hair, kissing me deeper, moaning her need to be filled.

Condom. That was what I was missing. I tried to reel my body back, tell it to wait one more second, but it wouldn’t comply. Trying the only other thing I could think of, I choked it out to Kaeli.

“Condom…”

She shook her head, but her body stilled a little. “I’m on contraception, so…if, you know…”

I gazed down at her and swallowed hard. The thought of going bare with her was intoxicating. “I’m clean,” I said, although I barely recognized my own voice. “I promise. I was tested for everything while I was in rehab.”

“I trust you,” she said breathlessly.

I paused, gazing down at her, my cock at her entrance, ready and very, very willing. This was a huge moment for me. I’d never gone bare before, and…well…that
was where my other surprise piercing happened to be. And, if I was to be honest with myself, just the fact that it was Kaeli was emotionally overwhelming in itself. I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to hold myself together with all of the above assaulting me at once.

Never once taking my gaze off hers, I swallowed hard, taking a deep breath and holding it
, as I slowly pushed inside her.

Chapter 59

Kaeli

Trapped in Noah’s gaze, I
struggled to catch my breath as he slowly pushed inside me. There seemed to be so many emotions running deep inside his eyes, I couldn’t differentiate one from the next.

Then I felt something tingle inside of me. It was a sensation I hadn’t
ever felt before. My eyes widened and I gasped from the bolt of thrill it sent through me.

Noah’s expression didn’t change, but
I swear I saw a flash of understanding go through his eyes. He kept going, pushing slowly and carefully, watching me as though he was frightened of hurting me.

The thrill increased. It was as though he was stroking against some part of me that was
ultra-sensitive. A part that hadn’t been touched before. Not like that anyway.

When he was all the way in, he came down onto his forearms, the weight of him pressing down on me,
awakening a part of me that had laid dormant until now. His unwavering gaze was like a caress. It delved deep inside me, soothing and warm.

Leaning closer, he gently touched his lips to mine, his bottom lip softly stroking over
my top one, then the bottom, before he pulled back to watch me again.

Ever so slowly, he withdrew from me, making my breath catch as he stroked along that spot again. My eyelids fluttered from the shiver that went through me before
I could force myself to focus on his gaze again, but then he pushed forward and the intensity of the pleasure increased.

I
inhaled sharply, my body arching in response, taking the pleasure and trying to harness it and keep it inside of me. Dragging my hands over the hard contours of his back, I left them over his shoulder blades, tensing, pushing him down, and pulling him into me.

Some strangled kind of moan escaped me
and his rhythm increased, his breath labored and choppy. And still, he watched me as I watched him.

It was the most intimate moment I’d ever experienced. What we were doing was more than just
sex. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say we were making love, but I didn’t think either of us was there yet.

“Noah…” I whispered, my emotions so close to the surface it unnerved me.

His answer was to kiss me. Another slow, lingering kiss that melted my insides even more than they already were.

I trembled.
“You feel so good. I…it’s…”

He pushed forward,
rendering me incapable of words as the pressure that pushed inside me and the weight of him against me combined, sending me spiraling over the edge of sanity.

Gipping him tighter, I whimpered. “Oh, god…”

My head spun, and my body crashed. Big, thunderous waves that shattered me. I cried out, reveling in the fact that I didn’t need to keep quiet. I didn’t need to pretend he didn’t mean anything to me.

Noah tensed above me, his eyes glassy as a strangled groan broke free
of him. His body shuddered and he buried his face in the curve of my neck, his breathing harsh and ragged.

I clung to him even harder, my body still trapped by ripples of sensation inside me.

“Kaeli,” he whispered against my neck, still trying to catch his breath. “God…I can’t even think straight right now to talk…”