NatalieI'm vulnerable.I'm exposed.I'm baring my neck as Noah kisses my skin, taking pieces of my soul that he will keep forever. His hands make love to my body, and his caress is like dark poetry—addictive and possessive at the same time.I'm afraid.I've let no one this close. But my fear is overruled by my aching desire to have Noah's enormous cock inside me again.His teeth graze my nipples, making me shudder. It's heaven to be worshipped like this. Noah's big hands are pressed to my back, and I'm on my knees, sitting in his lap. I want his cock so badly, but Noah doesn't seem to be in a hurry. He is taking his sweet time licking every inch of my chest, teasing me by letting his fingers travel close to my pussy.It's agonizing, especially when his mouth covers my nipple, tormenting it by adding pressure to his tongue.A moan tries to slip out through my lips, and Noah chuckles darkly against my skin. The handsome devil."I love your tits." His eyelashes flicker, allowing me to
NatalieI sneak out of Noah's room in the early morning. He has already headed out for his run, and my naked feet are pitter-pattering down the stairs. Somehow, I find my way into the large kitchen. I'm wearing some of the new clothes Noah bought for me—a t-shirt with a cat playing guitar and a pair of leggings. It's basic but comfortable.I search the cabinets for a coffee cup, feeling out of place since this is my first morning at the mansion. Noah told me to make myself at home before he left for his run. So I'm trying to ignore the awkwardness of rummaging through his fridge.And damn, the jock boy got some serious buffet goodies inside his fridge!There are chocolate puddings, yogurt, cheese, and juices of different fruit and flavors. Leftover pancakes and a whole sea of sandwiches.Smiling, I carry everything I deem tasty to the kitchen table. Cynthia chooses that moment to waltz into the kitchen. She is wearing a morning gown, and her hair is tucked into a towel on her head."
NoahTwo hours after I last saw Natalie, I still can't get her out of my mind. That bruise on her cheek is haunting me. It's been throwing me off my game all morning.Did Natalie really fall down the stairs?I keep thinking about her bruise while practicing. Football has always come easy for me, but I'm not focusing today. Coach is yelling and telling me to work harder, but I'm running across the field like a goddamn zombie. I ignore physical pain and mental exhaustion daily, but Natalie?I can't shut her out.I don't fear the three-hundred-pound linebacker trying to take me out during a game, but seeing Natalie injured? It got my heart racing. I felt like a bull ready to charge seeing her injured.It frightens me. I mean, Natalie is right—we can't be dating each other. It could ruin everything. People would talk, and the gossip would probably ruin my career. I wouldn't be able to think without worrying about what other people are saying behind my back. But at the same time, how do
NatalieLinnea leans over the table to whisper at me. "Don't look now, but your soon-to-be stepbrother hasn't blinked for the last minute. He is staring at you and looking pissed off as hell. Did you two fight or something?"I discreetly lean back in my chair inside the library. Noah is sitting a few tables away, glowering at me. A sense of having betrayed him washes over me, and I shudder. I'm the traitor who let Linnea invite Felix and Johan to our study session, and now Noah is looking ready to commit murder. Johan and Felix are fetching us water, and now, when I'm alone with Linnea, Noah is showing his disapproval.Awkwardly, I turn back to Linnea. "I might have told Noah that he could study with us today. He needed help with his subjects for the upcoming midterm exams."Linnea freezes, arching an eyebrow. "I'm sure Noah will handle those exams and receive a top score without your help. If not, it's his fault for focusing on too many things." "Focusing on too many things?" I ask
NatalieNoah isn't saying a word. His lips are silent. And somehow, that is worse than hearing him speak. My throat is dry, and my heart seems to beat in a rhythm of dread.I push Felix away. "Get off me."Felix narrows his eyes but turns his head towards Noah. "Women, am I right?"Noah doesn't reply. He crosses his arms under his chest, and Felix takes that as a sign to leave. His eyes glance between us. I can tell he wants to know what is going on, but he isn't brave enough to ask."I will see you again," Felix says when he is by the stairs. "My feisty yet beautiful Natalie Gracen."He laughs, and Noah takes a deep breath. He doesn't look happy, and I can already tell he misunderstands the whole situation. There is hurt in his eyes, rage wanting to come out.I lick my lips. "It's not what you think.""No?" Noah asks darkly. "So I didn't just witness you kissing Felix Jensen, of all people?""No, that's not what—""I bet you liked it too—you guys looked quite cozy together."My lips
Natalie"Please."Noah tilts his head, whispering huskily. "Louder."I swallow thickly, aware of his fingers circling my clit. My knees buckle, but Noah keeps me in place.I peer up into his eyes. "Please.""Are you even trying?"I suck in a deep breath. "Please, Noah. Fuck me."Noah's lips curl, and he finally picks me up into his arms. He is wearing his t-shirt, but he is working to pull down his jeans to free his thick cock. I can hardly wait to have it inside of me."I need you," I tell him. "Please."Noah smiles darkly. "I love how needy you are."Noah walks us over to a small table and places me on my stomach. His big, muscular arms wrap around me while his cock enters me slowly. I cry out in bliss, moaning when he thrust into me.The satisfaction is almost too much.Noah is so big.I moan louder.I can't help it. It doesn't matter that we are inside a library. Noah makes me feel so good that I can't stop the sounds slipping from my lips. As he fucks me from behind, I can feel h
NatalieAs I enter the church, I know there is no more hiding from the devil himself.I've been avoiding Noah for the entire week. Hiding behind furniture, under furniture. One evening, I was in the jacuzzi, heart hammering inside my chest while he was shaving his face.But in this church, there is nowhere to turn.The beautiful bastard is out for revenge, and I got it coming. Noah is smirking at me now, wagging his eyebrows from his seat. It's a small wedding, and I'm trying hard not to smile, but it's impossible."Can I sit with you with you?" I ask in a hopeful tone. "Truce?"Noah sizes me up. I'm wearing a red, tiny thing that squeezes me in all the right places. I imagine my stomach pouch is still visible, and I will probably feel fat while sitting down. I'm self-conscious, but Noah's eyes follow every curve with admiration written over his face. It makes me blush and feel pretty."Truce… For now," Noah says, nodding at me to sit down next to him. "I won't get my revenge. Yet."
NoahMy mother is packing down stuff for her honeymoon with Elias, whom she married less than twenty-four hours ago. He doesn't seem like a terrible person, and he raised Natalie, so there must be some good in him."Don't stay up too late while I'm gone, and no snacks for dinner. I'm serious, Noah. Eat proper food. Have Frank cook you five meals a day—he is an excellent chef. You're a professional football player and need protein."I roll my eyes. "Mother… I'm not a kid anymore. Do I have to remind you that you're the one living in my house?"My mother looks up at me while packing her suitcase. Her bottom lip is quivering, a sign of her about to waver. "I know—you're all grown up, and it makes me sad! You've always been my little boy, and now you're even taller than your dad!"Great, now my mother will start crying. These days all she ever does is get emotional. I love my mother, of course, but she can sometimes be a bit overwhelming.A few nights ago, she cried while watching a child
Natalie Half a year has passed since I married Noah Parker. We are happy together, but... I wish he would step down from his career and be home with me for some time. Noah presses a kiss to my lips every morning and says, "Good morning, beautiful," and leaves to start his day. We barely see each other except on holidays or some weekends. Don't get me wrong, Noah always goes the extra mile to make me feel loved and appreciated. There are endless flowers, gifts, beautiful text messages, and phone calls to keep me happy. But we spend more days apart than together, and it hurts me sometimes... So naturally, I want that to change. But I'm afraid to ask Noah to put his family before his football life. What if he gets mad at me? He probably won't, and if I tell him why I want him to stay home, he will probably do it. I'm just nervous. Noah walks into the living room. I'm sitting on the couch, and he tilts his head at me with a brief smile. "What are you thinking about?" Okay, he
Natalie "Are you ready?" Frank asks me. The sun casts him in luminous light, and the breeze outside the church smells like the ocean. "No cold feet this time, right?" "No. Because this time, I will push open these doors and wind up with the right man." I hand him a smile. "I'm ready." There are actual tears in his eyes. "Your new designer wedding dress is gorgeous—wait until Linnea and Carmen see you walking down the aisle. They are going to cry their eyes out." My smile only grows, but I tilt my head to meet his eyes before I push open the doors. A question has been burning inside my mind for quite some time now. I wet my lips. "Can I ask something?" Frank's wrinkly face turns serious. "Anything." "Why did you refuse to walk me down the aisle last time?" His lips form a knowing smile. "Were you in love with Alaric?" I shake my head. "No." "That's your answer." "Good answer." "I always rooted for you and Noah," Alaric nods at the doors. "Are you ready to get married?" "I
NatalieEmma is sleeping, and Noah is standing in the shower. I'm behind him, checking out his ass while thinking about earlier. "I still can't believe you barked your mother off," I dramatically inhale and place my hand on my forehead. "I had an instant hard-on."Noah snorts from under the waterjet. "Should I be worried about you talking as if you had a dick?""No, I'm just..." I can't hold myself back and just walk up to Noah to hug him from behind. My lips kiss his tanned skin, and then I lean my cheek against him while feeling his heart thump. Noah becomes calm too and turns off the water. He places a hand over mine, and I hug him harder. A soft laugh leaves his lips. Noah is amused by me sticking to him like glue."Are you trying to kill me?" He asks. "No..." I mumble into his skin. "I just REALLY love you."My words make Noah turns around, and I peer up at him with my heartbeat in my throat. There is even a hollow ache in my chest. Noah looks at me like he sees me. As if he
NatalieI'm officially in hell. Noah denied me sex on the plane, and like a good girl, I sucked it up. We got to the luxurious resort, met with Frank and Carmen, and now I'm dying again.Noah is sitting on the tiles around the pool with Emma. She is wearing her pink sunhat and a cute bathing suit with a unicorn. Our daughter is genuinely adorable, and Noah is having a tea party with her and—Fuck my life.I drink more water from my chair under the shade and try not to ogle my future husband's abs. I'm in horny jail, and it's not fair. Noah automatically became three-hundred times hotter playing with Emma.He is wearing this hat made of paper, and even though he is wearing shades in the sun, I can see that he is smiling. "No..." Emma glares at Noah. "Not drink now.""Sorry, madam."Noah smiles sheepishly and places the teacup on the tiled floor. Emma is the boss in their father and daughter relationship. I try not to laugh when Noah glances at me with a face that says he is in trouble
Natalie"No-no-no, that's not a good idea, Noah!"My future husband isn't listening to me. He doesn't stop whatever mischief he is plotting.Noah is down on his knees in front of my seat. Panic surges within me when he unbuckles my seatbelt with expert fingers. He does it slowly, almost sensually, and meets my eyes with a smirk on his lush lips. Sexy bastard.He looks too good between my legs, and I must resist the urge to mess up his perfectly styled brown hair. Or run my fingers along the faint stubble on his carved jawline. It's hard. Every nerve is hyperaware of my soon-to-be-husband. I'm balancing on a thin line and have to suck in a deep breath and try not to swoon when Noah tilts his head at me."What isn't a good idea?"While waiting for my answer, Noah takes off my shirt and gets this predatory gleam in his eyes when he sees my breasts. I try to find wise words. "Having sex on your private jet.""Why?""Because the cockpit staff will hear us. We should wait until after th
NatalieI lean back in my seat. I'm on a private jet, drinking champagne while Emma is to travel with Carmen and Frank. I miss my daughter, but... I don't think she would appreciate what might happen on this flight.My eyes find Noah. He is talking to a female private flight attendant. She is batting her eyelashes at him, making my mood turn sour. I can hear her giggle like a little girl through the walls, and when she places her hand on Noah's chest, I swallow bitterly. I know that Noah is getting married to me. I trust him, but that flight attendant blushing and giggling—fucking giggling at him? Well, I sure as hell don't trust her.She reminds me of that waitress at the Vietnamese restaurant. Then again, most girls react this way to Noah. Even if they aren't attracted to him, they want his money, which makes him alluring in their eyes.An already handsome man turns into the hottest thing on earth when you realize he is a billionaire...Noah enters the flight, and I watch him take
Natalie "You're flying to the luxurious resort tonight?" Frank exclaims. "You're not joking with me, right?" Laughter sips out through my lips. Frank blinks rapidly at me while his wife, Carmen, is chuckling to herself. They are both sitting on the couch, yet Carmen is the only calm one. Frank is panting. "That's right," I say with a smile playing over my lips. My life is finally coming together, and the strange thing is that I've been waiting for this to happen even though I didn't know it myself. "Tonight, my little family is leaving this country behind." Frank rakes his finger through his dark hair, still not believing what I'm telling him. He repeats the question. "Tonight?!" "Yes, tonight, Frank," Carmen sighs and shakes her head at her husband in irritation. "Aren't you listening to anything she is telling you? Or are you going deaf on me?" Frank inhales with his lips twitching into a smile. "Sorry... It's just a lot to take in at once." I smile at him from my seat, kno
NatalieAfter getting eaten out by Noah in the car, I'm on freaking cloud nine. Every part of me is tingling, and things are great. The afterglow is getting to my head, and I feel drunk.One glance at Noah, and the feeling grows stronger. Happiness is spiraling within my chest, bringing hot tears to my eyes and soft laughter to my lips. "I'm sorry for coming so quickly..." I tell Noah with a grimace that turns into a smile. "I'm just... I'm just so excited and happy, and. I can't believe we are getting married..." Noah lies next to me in the sand and turns to face me with an amused curl to his lips. He strokes his rough-padded fingertips over my arm and gazes deeply into my eyes. "There will be more time for us to have sex," his voice is husky and low, affectionate. He breathes a laugh. "But you must really like me since you came so quickly—"I gasp to silence him and narrow my eyes. "You're so arrogant!"Noah smirks. "And you realize that now?""You can't just tease me like that!
NatalieWe stop the car by the beach. As soon as we are outside the vehicle, Noah grabs my waist. I smile as he pushes me into the car and claims my lips with his. It makes tiny sparks start by my toes and soon travel up my entire spine and body. I slip my hand into his suit, gasping. "My God, you're so hard. I swear even your muscles have muscles."Noah is bent over me and breathes a laugh before cupping my face and finding my eyes. It makes me nervous seeing the tiny smile on his lips. No other man has ever made me feel like I need to deliver, but with Noah, every second counts."You're gorgeous," Noah is playing with the zipper of my dress. It makes lust spiral in his eyes. His voice is raw and deep. Hungry. "But you would look so much better without it." "You want to have sex here?" His smile only grows. "Uh... Yes? I can barely keep my hands off you, and the hard-on I'm sporting isn't good for driving."My cheeks flush. "I still can't believe this is happening. You're here, wi