CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Noah

Rhyan's face has been a masterpiece all evening.

The way her smile lit up with happiness has made all the shit that went on this afternoon fade into the back recesses of my mind. I don't know what it is about her innocence or how she illuminates the way she does, but being around her makes me feel better. At this point, there is nothing I wouldn't do for this woman.

The fact that she didn't even blink an eyelid when I told her that Matteo helped Maverick and me with the disposal of Rocco, and who Matteo really is, tells me that she is so much stronger than everyone gives her credit for. Or that she spent the final hours of her birthday in Times Square taking pictures of me with a cardboard cutout of my mom proves what kind of woman she is. To think she even remembered to bring the picture of my mom to her own celebratory birthday dinner speaks volumes.

How the fuck did I get so damn lucky?

With the sparkling lights, the buzz from the alcohol, and the energy surging between Rhyan and me, it's been hard to keep our hands off each other, and the walk back to the apartment has been excruciatingly slow.

Finally, we make it to our apartment building, and I reach out for her. Her hand takes mine, and I grin, bringing her hand to my lips and giving it a tender kiss. Rhyan giggles as my eyes meet hers. Playfully, I edge her backward, her back hitting the side of the building. She inhales sharply when my hand slides up, gently caressing her face. "Fuck, I've been needing my body pressed against yours like this… all… damn… night."

She grins, her hands sliding up and under my shirt, her nails digging into my skin, causing me to draw in a sharp breath. "Then you better get me inside before this turns into something for all of New York to see."

My eyes meet hers, which shine back at me, so full of lust that I can't help myself as I slam my lips to hers. Grinding against her, my cock instantly hardens. She whimpers into my mouth, my tongue colliding with hers, her fingernails digging further into my skin while we kiss.

This chemistry with Rhyan has been building for so long that I finally think it's time to explore exactly where this relationship is going. Regretfully, I pull back, and she whimpers, but I grab her hand, yanking her toward the door.

I need to get this woman inside the apartment.

She giggles, keeping step with me while we rush for the elevator. I frantically push the button and turn her to face me, wrapping my arms around her. Unable to resist the pull, I slam my lips back to hers. She giggles against my lips. My hands glide up her back, one gripping her hair, the other squeezing her firm ass cheek as the elevator dings. I don't even look, turning to walk inside the elevator, pushing her up against the wall beside the buttons.

Rhyan lets out an "oomph" when she hits the wall.

I break our kiss momentarily so I can look to press our floor number, but then I turn back to face her, her supple lips a little swollen. Kissing her hard once more, my cock grinds into her, throbbing so hard, it's begging to be let free.

Rhyan whimpers against me, and the elevator dings. I pull back to check if it's our floor, but it's not. Furrowing my brows, the doors open, and a clearing throat catches my attention from the other side of the elevator. I jerk my head around, Rhyan gasping before we split apart to see Matteo grinning from ear to ear as he steps off the elevator for his floor.

"Never mind me, please, continue," he states and dips his head at me, then walks down the hall as I feel my cell in my jeans pocket vibrating with an incoming message.

Ignoring it, I turn to look at Rhyan to make sure she's okay, and as the elevator doors begin to close, she suddenly bursts out laughing. With a relieved exhale, I reach out for her, pulling her to me, and she cuddles into my side, my fingers smoothing her hair.

"I had no clue Matteo was even in here with us. Did you?" Rhyan asks.

Finally letting out a chuckle, I shake my head. "No clue. Which is fucking bad. I should always be aware of threats around us, Rhy."

"Matteo isn't a threat, not after the way he helped us. And besides, I think he quite enjoyed the show we gave him."

The elevator dings again, on the correct floor, and I wrap my arm around her shoulders. "C'mon, dragonfly, let's go to our room so I can finally taste you."

"Music to my ears," Rhyan chimes, grabbing my hand in hers and pulling me down the hall to our apartment.

Our feet make quick work of the short walk. When we get to the door, I place the key against the reader, all while Rhyan kisses up and down my neck, making it hard to focus on the simplest task in front of me. Thrusting the door open, I bend down, hoisting Rhyan up. She squeals, her legs wrapping around my waist as we enter and kick the door closed with my foot.

The heat from her pussy against my cock has me picking up the pace, eager to get her alone.

She tosses her bag to the sofa when I stride past it, our mouths colliding while I make a beeline straight for our room. Footsteps sound in the living room, but I ignore them and continue kissing Rhyan while taking us to the bedroom.

"Oh, hey, you're back! Did you have a… oh, never mind, carry on," Maverick calls out.

I smirk against Rhyan's lips, feeling my cell vibrating in my pocket again— another message. But I ignore it once more as I shift us into our bedroom, kicking this door shut too, then slowly lower Rhyan down from around me, her lips never leaving mine. My hands shift to her hair to hold tight, and the energy and adrenaline surge between us, making my need for her almost painful.

The way her tongue dances against mine in a perfect rhythm makes my cock ache.

I need her.

Now!

My hand slides from her hair to her front, teasing her buttons. She doesn't resist, so I begin undoing them, our kiss all-consuming. Pulling open her shirt, a pale blue bra holds her perky breasts, her nipples already taut and pebbled. "So fucking perfect."

I move to her mound, needing to feel her. At the same time, her fingers frantically move to lift my shirt over my head. I lift my arms, and she hoists my shirt up and off, throwing it to the floor with hers. I grin, moving back in to kiss her, unable to get enough.

Rhyan's fingers frantically move to my belt buckle, and she starts yanking at it, pulling it undone.

I've wanted this moment for so damn long.

She unzips my pants, about to reach in for my cock, my breath catching when my phone vibrates in my pocket for the third time. Pulling my head back from Rhyan slightly, I reach out, stopping her.

I let out a long, drawn-out groan. "Fuck's sake," I mumble under my breath, dropping my chin to my chest before I reach into my pocket.

Rhyan narrows her eyes, panting for breath. "Did I do something wrong?"

Snapping my eyes back to her, I cup her cheek with my free hand. "No. Fuck no. My cell's been blowing up since we got in the elevator. I've been trying to ignore it, but it keeps going off. I better check and see who it is. Especially this late at night."

She lets out a small chuckle and nods, taking a small step back, her hand leaving my jeans. "It's probably the club."

Putting the cell into my line of sight, I nod. "My thoughts exactl—" I stop, seeing Dutch's name come into view and the multiple texts he's sent me. "Shit," I murmur under my breath.

"What?" Rhyan queries.

I turn the cell to show her. "It's your dad."

She chuckles, stepping back up to me, her lips connecting to my neck as I open the messaging app and scroll to the first text.

Dutch: Hey, Noah, check-in and tell me how my girl's day was.

I swallow roughly, my mouth suddenly dry, and crane my neck to the side while Rhyan continues to kiss down my neck to my chest. My breathing increases as her fingers move back to my zipper.

Dutch: There better be a damn good reason you're not replying, Prospect!

My eyes widen as Rhyan's hand slides inside my jeans, her fingers wrapping around my cock. A hiss leaves my mouth while I try hard to keep focus, but having Rhyan's hands on me is very fucking distracting.

Somehow, I manage to read the final text.

Dutch: I know I don't need to remind you that I'm not scared to put a bullet in your cock if you go anywhere near Rhyan, right?

Rhyan begins to stroke up and down on my length, and my head jerks back, trying to keep focused. "Fuck, Rhy. I'm reading messages from your dad telling me he's going to put a bullet in my cock, so when you touch me like that, it's making it incredibly hard for me to tell you to stop."

She chuckles, increasing her speed with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "But Daddy's not here. Is he?"

Rhyan tugs harder. The pleasure ripples through me as she leans in closer.

"Thank fuck he's not."

She bites her bottom lip. "So, Prospect… what are you gonna do about it?" she goads.

A low growl erupts from my chest as I thrust my free hand into her hair, pulling her mouth to mine, kissing her hard and with so much fucking passion. I drop my cell to the floor, ignoring the abundance of messages as I slide my other hand down to her skirt and pull it down. She steps out of the loose fabric, tossing it to the side, along with her panties, and I release a long puff of air at seeing her bare.

It almost has me coming on the spot.

Shuffling out of my boots, I kick them off before stepping out of my jeans, and her bra falls to the pile of clothes on the floor.

She's stunning.

Completely naked.

And all mine .

"You're a fucking goddess."

Our mouths collide, hungry with need for one another, my hand dipping between her thighs. She whimpers when I press my finger against her clit, circling a little, then pushing up inside her. Precum lines the tip of my cock while her small hand fists around it once more, tugging at the same time I push up inside her again. She moans into my mouth, her pussy tightening around my finger. The feeling of her tight cunt wrapped around my finger is only a precursor to what I have to look forward to.

The thought of being inside her is nearly driving me crazy.

We work each other up, my balls tightening as I slide another finger deep inside her, her body writhing at my touch. My tongue collides with hers, my skin prickling with the sensations rushing through my body when, suddenly, my cell begins to ring on the floor beside us.

We stop kissing, and I turn my head, glancing down at my cell to see her father's name lighting up the damn screen.

Groaning, my cock instantly softens. I try to catch my breath, but Rhyan reaches out, grabbing my face and turning me to look at her. "Ignore it. Ignore him!"

I shake my head. "Baby, I can't. I already have. If I ignore this call, he will send Maverick in here, probably on a video call, to see for himself that we aren't doing anything."

Rhyan slumps her shoulders, letting out a sigh. "Fucking hell. You're right. Okay. Answer it, but be quick."

Pulling my fingers out of her, she lets my cock go, and I reach down for my cell. Swiping it, I answer the call, "Hey, Dutch. Just got out of the shower. What are you doing up so late?"

"While it's after midnight for you, remember there is a three-hour time difference back here in LA. What I want to know is why the fuck are you having a shower so damn late at night and not answering my fucking messages?"

I move to sit on the bed. Rhyan follows me, standing at the edge of the bed in front of me. "I was in the shower, Dutch. Haven't even seen your messages. But I would have answered them as soon as I saw them. We were out for a late dinner. Everything okay?" I explain, hoping to keep my breathing calm and even.

Rhyan smirks sinking to her knees in front of me, and that mischievous look is back in her eyes. I follow her movement with bated breath while Dutch continues to talk to me, "I just wanted to ensure my girl was cared for today."

I look down at Rhyan's naked frame, her hands gently sliding up my thighs as she leans in, planting kisses along my chest. "Yeah, for sure, Dutch. Rhy and Sadie went to the spa this morning. Then we hung around for the afternoon. Tonight, I took her out for a nice—"

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

Suddenly, Rhyan grips my cock in her hand, and my eyes widen when she lowers her mouth over the tip of my cock, the feeling so fucking good I almost come on the spot.

"Holy fuck ," I blurt out, trying to keep myself together as my hand reaches down, grabbing Rhyan's hair, trying to lift her off, but she doesn't budge. All it does is spur her on, and she bobs up and down on me.

Tensing, I clear my throat and Dutch grumbles. "What the hell was that?" he snaps.

Rhyan looks up at me through her lashes, a devilish grin on her lips while she sucks my cock. Her tight mouth grips me, my balls pulling up so tight my legs begin to shake. Clearing my throat, I try to talk, keeping my voice straight. "Sorry… stubbed my toe."

This woman!

She sucks harder and circles her tongue around the tip of my head, causing a shudder to run along the base of my spine. My eyes roll around the back of my head as the pleasure drops back a little. "It hurts so fucking good!" I groan, slamming my fist into the bed beside me.

"Well, are you keeping an eye on her? Making sure she's well taken care of?" Dutch asks.

Rhyan reaches up, cupping my balls with her hand, the same time taking me deeper into her throat. I can't help myself as my hand in her hair begins to pull her mouth on and off me.

I'm losing control. "Fuck, yes!"

"All right, no need to get pissy about it. I just want you to swear that you're all coming back in one piece."

She sucks harder, bobbing up and down quicker. The feeling of her tight throat is fucking intoxicating, mixed with the adrenaline of getting caught by her father on the other end of this call. She massages my balls in just the right way, which has a tingle running down my spine. My legs tremble even though I'm sitting. I clench my eyes because the pressure building is too much but not enough. Tension builds in my balls, making them pull up. The wave hits me like a rush of lava as I try to warn Rhyan. "We're all coming, coming, com… ing," I let out a huge breath as I explode into Rhyan's mouth, my cock jerking a few times with the climax.

My body relaxes completely as I run my fingers through Rhyan's hair. She glances up at me, pulling my cock from her lips and licking them with a great big smile. I go to kiss her, but she subtly points to the cell, which I have completely forgotten about in my daze.

Fuck.

Upon clearing my throat, I compose myself to continue, "We're all coming… back in one piece, I mean. Sorry, Dutch, thought I felt a sneeze coming on," I add, trying to cover.

Rhyan attempts to hide her giggle as she slides up onto the side of the bed, and Dutch growls down the line. "Just remember, Noah. You fuck Rhyan… bullet. In. Your. Cock. " The emphasis on cock crackles down the line, sending a shiver through me. I instantly cover my junk, trying to protect it from the threat somehow.

I side-eye her, and she shrugs. "I hear you. I promise you, Dutch. I'm not going to fuck Rhyan in New York."

Her eyes widen, and I hold up my hand to appease her.

"Glad to hear it. And Noah?"

"Yeah, Dutch?" I reply.

"Don't be so fucking weird on the phone with me again."

Snorting out a laugh, I dip my chin. "You got it. Have a good night, Dutch."

He grunts and ends the call.

I don't have a single second before his daughter is up in my face. "The hell you're not gonna fuck me in New York," she states, crossing her arms over her naked chest.

"I said I wouldn't fuck you, not that we wouldn't do everything else in the playbook. And I said in New York. But when we get back home, that's a different story."

Rhyan juts her hip out, smirking at me. "It was a Band-Aid promise?"

Tilting my head, I grin. " Absolutely was. It keeps him happy for now, gains me some trust, and I don't feel so fucking guilty for breaking his damn rules. But it's also a loophole in the wording. Once we leave New York, though…"

Rhyan leans back slowly, sliding up the bed, her breasts on full display, then she spreads her legs, her perfect pussy ready to be devoured. "So… tell me more about these other things in your playbook?"

I spin on the bed, making my way over the top of her. "How about I show you instead?"

She grins before I dip my head, kissing and sucking along her throat and making my way to her gorgeous breasts. Her laid out for me like this is better than anything my imagination has tried to conjure. My cock hardens, the heat from her so promising, so tempting, I have to clench my jaw. I wasn't lying to Dutch when I said I wouldn't fuck her, but the things I plan on doing are probably just as bad in his book.

I graze my teeth over the swell of her breast, and the gasp from her lips is music to my ears. I want to hear all her sounds and memorize them. Swirling my tongue around her nipple, I'm careful to avoid it, kissing and sucking my way to the other breast, repeating the same pattern. Rhyan pushes her chest up, trying to get me where she wants me to be, but it's my turn to tease.

"Fuck, Noah. More! I need more," she begs, and all I can do is grin, my lips a shadow of a kiss against her skin, my breath a warm caress.

"Shhh…" I trail down to her belly, leaving soft kisses and sucking lightly before making my way back up to her throat, where I nip and bite. Not hard enough to mark but enough to cause her breath to catch. "Be a good girl and take what I give you. You thought you could be a naughty girl and not be punished?"

"Wait, what do you—" Her words are quickly silenced when I slide my hand between her legs and push two fingers inside her.

I can't help but groan. She is so fucking wet.

Pumping in and out, she rocks her hips, trying to seek more, and I immediately withdraw my fingers, enjoying the squeak of disapproval that leaves her lips.

I lift, bracing on my forearms as I stare at her with a playful smirk. "I don't care if this takes all night, dragonfly." My cock instantly throbs, protesting the idea, but I know I need to ignore it.

She squirms, a shudder working through her. Then, with hooded eyes, she reaches up in what I think is a kiss, only to bite my bottom lip hard. I growl, low and deep, threading my fingers into her hair and pulling, forcing her to arch her head back. She whimpers, and I quickly dart my eyes to hers, needing to know she's okay. She's panting for breath, but the look of pure ecstasy on her face tells me she wants more.

Her throat is completely exposed to me.

Her delicate skin an offering.

One I can't refuse.

I place open-mouth kisses down the side of her neck before licking up and down her throat.

Fuck! As much as I want to continue working her up, I need to taste her. I work down her delicious body, ensuring my body slides against hers, and relish in the way her taut nipples skim across my chest.

With my face inches above her glistening pussy, I grab the backs of her thighs and push her legs up and out, spreading her wide for me. Lowering so my lips are almost touching hers, I grin. "Now, if you know what's good for you, you will keep your legs spread for me. Can you do that, dragonfly?"

"For fuck's sake, Noah. I can't take it anymore," she protests and threads her fingers through my hair and yanks me to her pussy. My girl doesn't stop there. She drops her legs to either side of my head, holding me in place.

I chuckle, loving that she's not afraid of taking what she wants, and then I slide my tongue through her lips. I growl at how perfect she tastes, licking up and down between her clit and her entrance.

"Fuck, ye—"

With a quick flick of my tongue, her cries of pleasure are cut short, and she juts her hips up. And with a fast rhythm, I lap at her clit. Her hold loosens enough I can thrust two fingers inside her, then I suck on her clit, growling as I do. Her hips have a mind of their own, rocking and pressing into me while she chases her release.

I wanted to draw this out, to make her pay for teasing me like she did when I was on the phone with her dad, but I'm so lost in her that I can't stop now, even if the world is ending.

I thrust my fingers in and out of her, slightly curling my fingers, working her G-spot. With my other hand, I slide up and press on her lower belly, barely feeling my fingers bottom out inside her.

"Noah! Fuck… I'm… I'm…" Her words trail off, her pussy tightening around my fingers, and the flood of her release has me almost coming with her. My cock is aching to be inside her, to have her explode around me.

Fuck, I need to feel her.

Instead of drawing out her release, I quickly remove my fingers and pop up on my knees. I grab her legs forcefully, wrapping them around my waist. "I need to feel you, dragonfly."

Her eyes widen at my confession, her mouth opening in question, but nothing comes out as I slide the head of my aching cock through her soaked lips. I hiss out a breath—it's almost too much. She's so fucking hot. My head lolls back as I continue to work my cock over her clit and to her entrance. I'm breathing so fucking heavy I might be on the verge of hyperventilating.

"Oh, God! More, I need more, Noah. Fuck me, please," she rushes out on a whimpered plea, and I almost cave.

To be buried deep inside her.

I crave it.

Taking a deep, heavy breath, my eyes meet hers, and I still, my head resting at her warm, inviting entrance. "Jesus, Rhy. So fucking hot. I need you to hold still. Please. I'm barely holding on."

She watches me, and I don't think either one of us takes a breath as the head of my cock slips in, just the tiniest bit. My jaw clenches, and I don't dare breathe. I don't dare move. She is so fucking wet, so warm, so tight. All it would take is to push forward, and I would be buried deep. I drop my eyes to where we are barely connected, and instantly, I am in a trance.

Mesmerized by the sight.

At the possibility.

The connection is lost when Rhyan reaches between us and wraps her hand around my cock. At first, I think she's going to push me in further, but she does the opposite, dragging the tip over her clit. "Like this," she directs, and my eyes snap to hers in relief.

She knows I would hate myself for going against her father's wishes.

I let out a long breath, dipping my chin in gratitude. She lets go and lays back, playing with her nipples, her hips lightly rocking, urging me to continue. I move to hover over her, bracing myself on one arm so I can devour her tits while I rub the head of my cock over her clit. Her release and my precum mix with every pass, and I can't help but dip down every once in a while with the tease of what is so close but so far away.

"Faster, Noah," she demands, but I shake my head. Her face twists in confusion, and I lean in to kiss her.

Pulling back, I sit up, moving her legs between mine, my thighs caging hers together. "I may not be able to fuck you, but I want to feel this wet pussy all over my cock. Keep your legs together," I tell her and slide my cock between her thighs and through her lips. Bracing myself on either side of her head, I lean in and kiss her, our tongues battling for control.

At this angle, each time I pull back and thrust back down, the head of my cock slides over her clit, then rests at her entrance, giving the friction with the promise of later.

Our breaths are heavy while our orgasm builds, a sheen of sweat breaking out over our skin. She releases a whimper against my lips, and I know Rhyan's close. "Gonna need you to come, dragonfly."

I pull back, and her lip trembles. She dips her head, panting for breath. The familiar tingle races down my spine, my toes digging into the bed as I rock faster. The feeling of her slickened pussy against my cock is just about all I can take. It's so fucking good. Her body begins to quiver, her breath frantic, almost panicked, as her nails claw into my back. The ache only makes this even more pleasurable when I feel her body begin to tense around me. She clamps my cock, her thighs shaking and adding to the sensation. Instantly, my balls flood with pressure at the intensity she sends through me. I grit my teeth, stars dancing in my vision, and when she moans out through her climax, the sound echoing around us, it does me in.

My balls pull up, my cock jerking on its own as my entire body waves in a rush of heat from my toes to my head. I slam my fist into the bed beside her because it's so fucking intense when I come, the hardest I ever have. "Fuuuck!" I growl, exploding between her thighs, my cum hitting the mattress beneath her.

I drop my head to Rhyan's shoulder, her nails now gently soothing my back while we both pant, coming down from our mutual high.

As soon as my vision clears, I wrap my arms around her and roll us so she's straddling me. She giggles, and my heart skips a beat when she lies on top of me, her head resting peacefully on my chest.

We both pant, trying to catch our breaths while we lay together in blissful silence for a few minutes. My fingers slide up and down her back as we bask in the afterglow.

Finally, Rhyan lifts her head from my chest, a bright smile on her face when she glances at the wet patch on the bed beside us. "Uh… I'm not sleeping in that wet spot," she chimes, tilting her head to the evidence of what we've just done.

I chuckle, smoothing her hair out of her face. "No, you're not. Let me clean you up. Care for a shower?"

She exhales. "Yes, but can we lay here together for a little bit? That was…" she trails off, her eyes meeting mine.

I smile, my hand coming up to caress her face. "Yeah, dragonfly. It was."

Rhyan smirks, cuddling into me. "And technically, we didn't break Dad's rule about having sex. There was no full penetration. So if he asks, you don't have to lie to him."

Exhaling, I hold her closer to me, relief flooding me. "Thanks for helping me because I don't know if, in that moment, I would have been able to restrain myself."

Rhyan leans in, gently kissing me. "I got your back, Noah, even if my dad is being a fucking cockblock."

Snorting out a laugh, I kiss her. "We'll figure this out. I'll talk to him when we get back. Tell him this. Us . It's not a fling."

Rhyan smiles wide, biting her bottom lip. "Suddenly, I feel like we need to do that all over again before we head to the showers." Her hand slides over my torso toward my semi-erect cock.

I let out a stifled laugh. "Again?"

She nods. "Oh, yeah, it is my birthday, after all."

Laughing, I reach out and pin her to the bed. She lets out a little squeal as she bounces on the mattress beneath me.

"Well then, I better make this a birthday you'll never forget."