Chapter 15

Noah

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Unlocking the back door, I let myself into the house with my duffle bag over my shoulder. I carefully nudge Lola back with the side of my sneaker so I can close the door in time to shut off the alarm. It’s much later than I expected to be home, but there was a shooting involving two officers in town, so it was all hands on deck to find the person responsible. It took us hours, but before I left, we had a suspect in custody and word that both officers would be okay.

Once I punch in the code to reset the alarm, I kick off my sneakers, then bend to rub the top of Lola’s head, giving her whining pups the same attention. After a couple of minutes, I head down the hall, noticing a light flickering in the living room. My gut twists when I hit the kitchen and spot Bridgett on the couch, asleep under her blanket, the TV on a local channel playing on low as a news anchor covers the shooting.

Fuck.

I should have thought to call her or send a message, but I didn’t want to worry her. Dropping my duffle on one of the stools at the island, I walk into the living room and grab the remote off the table.

“You’re home.” Her sleepy voice sounds through the dim room before I can shut off the TV, and I watch as she sits, pushing her hair back away from her pretty face.

“You should be in bed.”

“I was worried.” Her gaze wanders over me, taking me in from my hoodie to my sweats. “You changed?”

“Showered at the station.” I take off my sweatshirt, toss it onto the back of the couch, and sit next to her. She eyes me for a moment, then lunges and wraps her arms around me, burrowing her face against my neck. “I should have called.”

“You were working,” she whispers, and I close my eyes while dragging her onto my lap so I can hold her easier, not sure if it’s her or me who needs the closeness more. “Did you catch the guys?”

“We did.” I rest my lips against the side of her head. “They were hiding at a friend’s house. It took some time to track them down, but when you’ve got every officer from here to Knoxville looking for you, there aren’t many places you can lay low.”

“And the officers?”

“Both of them should be released in a couple of days.”

“Good.” She pulls her head back, then rests her hand against my cheek and smooths her thumb over my bottom lip. “You scare me.” Her gaze moves from my mouth to my eyes. “I’ve never worried about anyone but myself until you.” She lets her forehead drop to my chin.

“Baby.”

“I know that sounds horrible, but it’s true. The idea of something—” She cuts herself off and shakes her head. “I can’t handle that.”

“Nothing is going to happen to me.”

“You don’t know that. You have one of the most dangerous jobs in the world.”

“I now have a reason to make sure I make it home,” I tell her softly. Her head flies up so her gaze can search mine.

“You—”

“You’ve turned my life upside down in just a few short weeks,” I insert, then capture her face in my palms. “I wasn’t expecting this. Or you.” I shake my head. “I’ve tried telling myself that I need to keep my distance.”

“You should.”

“It’s too late.” I laugh. “Look at where you are right now, babe, and tell me that this shit doesn’t feel right.” I give her a minute to lie to me, to tell me that she doesn’t feel like she fits in my arms, in my home, in my life. But she doesn’t. She can’t deny it, just like I can’t.

Sliding my hand back into her hair, I drag her forward and brush my lips against hers. The cute little sound she makes in the back of her throat when I start to pull away and her fingers digging into my shoulders let me know she’s not ready to end the kiss.

My cock, already hard from her closeness, becomes painful. I give her what she wants, using my hold to slant her head to the side and cover her lips with mine. I slide my tongue into her mouth and tangle it with hers, groaning as she straddles my lap, causing the heat of her through the thin shorts she wears to rub against my erection.

As the softness of her tits presses into my chest and her taste explodes on my tongue, I devour her, not sure I’ll ever get enough or that I’ll be able to stop.

“Noah,” she moans, her hands going to my head as she lets hers fall back. Cupping her breasts in my hands over her thin tank, I nip my way down her neck, then groan as she rocks against me.

Flipping her onto her back, I settle between her spread thighs and wait until her lashes flutter open before placing my face close to hers. “We need to stop.”

“What? No.” She grabs my shoulders and wraps her legs around my hips. “Please, no.”

“I’m trying to do the right thing.”

“Me too.” She leans up and nips my chin with her teeth. And just like that, whatever chivalry I had is gone. I cover her mouth with mine once more, reaching my hand between us to cup her sex. Even through the cotton of her shorts, I can feel how wet she is, and if I wasn’t already on edge, that shit would send me over.

Sliding the material to the side, I slip my fingers between the lips of her smooth sex, and her hips buck as I easily find her clit and circle it.

“You’re so fucking wet.” I slip one finger inside her, then another, and bite back a curse. “And so tight. I’m gonna need to stretch my pussy out so I don’t hurt it too bad the first time I fuck it.”

“Oh my God.” She pants, lifting her hips into my hand, her core clenching around my fingers as I lick down her neck to the tops of her breasts. “Noah.”

“I know, baby. I feel it.” I bite her nipple through the cotton of her shirt and use my thumb to roll over her clit. “I want all that wet heat wrapped around my cock.”

“Yes,” she breathes, leaning up so she can pant against my mouth. “I want that.”

“You want me to fill you up?” I work my fingers inside her, loving the sounds she’s unconsciously making and how good she feels around me .

“I…” Her head falls back. “Oh, goodness.” Her legs, still wrapped around me, tighten as her pussy begins to flutter. Watching her start to fall apart has to be one of the most beautiful things I’ve seen in my life, and it obviously takes her by surprise because she almost looks panicked. Before she can overthink it, I cover her mouth with mine, and she instantly relaxes, her body taking it from there, climaxing before she goes limp.

I slowly ease my fingers out of her and smile at the contented expression on her face. “You okay?”

“No.” Her lashes flutter, and she nibbles her bottom lip. “I…” Her cheeks darken. “Never mind.”

“What?”

“Nothing.” She looks away as she attempts to sit up. Something impossible to do with me still holding her hostage with my weight between her legs.

“Talk to me.”

“I’ve never had an orgasm.” She covers her face with her hands, and my muscles bunch.

“Pardon?” I lean back and pull her hands away so I can look at her.

“You heard me.”

“I did, but you can’t be serious.”

“Why would I lie about that?” She laughs without humor while shoving at my chest in an attempt to get me to move.

“Never? With anyone you’ve been with?”

“I’ve only been with one person.” She shoves at me harder. “I thought something was wrong with me.”

Fuck, it should not make me feel smug that the dick she was with couldn’t even get her off, but it does. That said, I know guys like him, and he probably made her feel like it was her fault when that’s the furthest thing from the truth.

“There is nothing wrong with you.” I grab her wrists and hold them against me while placing my face close to hers. “He didn’t know what the fuck he was doing.”

“He said—”

“There it is,” I growl, starting to get pissed. “I bet he said a lot of shit, baby, and we’ve established that your ex is an asshole.” I pull her up and over until she’s straddling my lap again, then grab her hips and hold her tight so she can’t get loose. “Fuck him, everything he said, and every lie he told you to make himself feel better.” I squeeze her hips. “You came easy for me.”

Her pupils dilate.

“I did?” She clears her throat, then whispers, “Is that a bad thing?”

“Do you feel how hard I am?” I lift my hips into hers, and her breath catches. “Getting you off turns me on. Knowing I can make you lose it so easily…” I shake my head. “I could become addicted to that, to making you lose it.”

“Oh.” She rests her hands on my chest, and I can tell from the look in her eyes and how her chest starts to rise and fall a little more quickly that she likes knowing that.

Taking my hand from her hip, I smooth it up her back and capture the back of her neck so I can use it to drag her mouth down to mine. The kiss starts slow, but it heats up fast. Her soft hand moves down my chest to under the top of my sweats, and my dick throbs as her fingers brush against the head. “Shit.”

“Is this okay?”

“Your hand on my dick is definitely okay,” I clip out, and she grins against my mouth as she wraps her fingers around my cock and pulls it out of my sweatpants before dragging her hand up and down the length.

“You’re so hard and so soft,” she whimpers.

“You keep fucking with me, baby, and I’m going to come in your hand.”

“Would that be a bad thing?”

“Since I want to come inside you, yes,” I growl, and her breath catches while her hand around my dick jerks.

“Do you have a condom?” she asks. I still because I don’t have one. It’s been months since I’ve been with anyone, and like an idiot, I thought that if I didn’t have any when she moved in, I could avoid this exact moment.

“No.” My jaw locks, and her eyes meet mine.

“I’m on birth control.” She holds her breath as she waits for me to respond, and I soften my tone as her hand stills.

“I love that you want to give that to me, baby, but we gotta be safe. I know you said your ex stepped out on you.”

“I haven’t been with him in ages and had a check-up since to get tested for everything.” Her hand stills. “Sorry, I don’t want to pressure you.”

“Pressure me?” I laugh. “You’re not pressuring me. You’re tormenting me.” I push the light material covering her sex aside. “I want to fuck you. I also want to do right by you.”

“Okay,” she agrees, and I move my eyes to the space between us, to her hand wrapped around my dick while my thumb moves over her clit, then down to her tight opening.

“We should stop.”

“We should.” She rocks her hips as I move my other hand to her ass and lift until she’s holding my cock in line with her pussy.

“I’ve always done the right thing.” I take my hand off her ass and wrap it around her waist.

“I know.” She begins to sink down my length, and my dick throbs. Gritting my teeth, I bite back the urge to come, which is difficult to do with how hot and wet she is while wrapped around me.

“Oh…” Her eyes, dark with desire and locked on mine, widen as she finally takes all of me.

“You’re gonna have to get used to my size, baby.” I rock my hips back, then up into hers, before sliding my hand forward and using my thumb to roll over her clit.

“Noah.” Her forehead drops to mine as her pussy starts to flutter. “That can’t be normal.”

“It’s normal.” I circle her clit and rock into her, listening to her breathing quicken while her nails dig into my shoulders. Knowing I’m about to lose it because she feels too fucking good, and I’ve wanted this for so fucking long, I speed up my thrusts while working her clit.

It works. She tightens around me, so much so that it’s almost unbearable, and I plant myself deep inside her, holding her there as I come. And as cheesy as it sounds, the moment feels like I’m finally home.