Chapter Eighty-Seven

Noah’s POV

The euphoric feeling of having sex, no, making love with the person you love needs to be spoken about more. It was nothing like I've ever had before, and the need to please her trumped the pursuit of my own pleasure.

I loved to see her eyes go wide as I made her cum the first time, her pink little pussy clamping ny hand as she rode my finger to be blessed with an orgasm.

I loved being the reason she blinding stars, her eyes glazing over as her legs shook and her toes curled.

I loved the sound of my name tearing from her lips laced with desire and need for me, just like I had needed her.

Sex had never felt better. Nothing has ever felt better.

I tried to close my eyes and give sleep the chance to take me but my phone rang from the table. I groaned, not wanting to leave Eliana's side because of the warmth her body produced and just because.

And also because I didn't feel like talking to anyone. But I had to turn off the volume, do it wouldn't wake up my flower.

I got up an