Total pages in book: 215
Estimated words: 199344 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 997(@200wpm)___ 797(@250wpm)___ 664(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 199344 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 997(@200wpm)___ 797(@250wpm)___ 664(@300wpm)
A soft groan rumbles through his chest, and he deepens our kiss as he works my shorts and underwear over my hips and down my legs. I kick them off my feet, and as his hands trail further south, my eyes flutter with anticipation.
Reaching between us, I work his belt buckle open and pop the button on his jeans. He helps me push them down, and then I feel him there, and I suck in a breath as the nerves finally begin to creep in. I’ve never done this before, but I’m more than ready to learn how.
Noah takes his time with me, worshiping every inch of my body as I hook my thigh over his hip. My fingers tangle in his hair, and just when I think it can’t get any better, I feel his fingers at my core. He watches me as he works my body, making sure I’m okay, but I’ve never been so good in my life.
I gasp, sucking in a deep breath as a moan slips from between my lips, and I can’t wait a second longer to reach down between us and curl my fingers around him. Slowly working my hand up and down, I get a feel for what I’m doing, and as his head falls to my shoulder, a low groan rumbles through the room, and I can only assume I’m doing something right.
He keeps working me, making me feel things I never thought possible, until his eyes come back to mine. “Zo?” he asks, those dark eyes still searching mine. “Are you ready?”
I nod, holding his stare, the electricity pulsing between us so raw and intense.
His lips come down to mine again, and I feel him reach across the bed to his bedside drawer. There’s a crinkle of a wrapper and then his hands are down between us, and I feel him right there at my entrance. “I don’t want to hurt you,” he tells me, visibly swallowing as if he’s nervous. “I’ll go slow.”
All I can do is nod again, the anticipation burning through me as his palm finds mine, and he laces our fingers together, squeezing gently. Finally, he closes the gap between us, slowly bringing us together as he inches inside of me.
It burns in a way I wasn’t expecting, but he takes his time, allowing me to adjust and get used to the alien feel of his delicious intrusion. As I take a shaky breath, his lips come down on mine, his other hand brushing over my hip and down between us to that sensitive bundle of nerves.
He gently rubs, and as my eyes roll with undeniable pleasure, my body finally starts to relax. He smiles against my lips, and with that, he starts to move, blowing my mind and showing me just how good it can be.
34
Noah
Sitting on the edge of Zoey’s bed, my head falls in my hands. We have one more night together, less than twenty-four hours before I’m packing my bags and heading to college, and despite the smile that she forces across her face, I know she’s breaking inside.
I try to tell her that it’s only two hours away and remind her just how often I’ll be home. I don’t mind driving back every night if she needs me. Nothing is going to change, but it doesn’t keep her from reliving the hurt she felt when I forced the distance between us after Linc’s death. And I’m not going to lie, despite the easy-going murmurs of confidence I give her, I’m feeling it too.
As a kid, I hated being away from her, and I hated going on family vacations unless I was able to bring her with me. A few times, I flat-out refused until Zoey had her bags packed. The three years without her almost killed me, and now? Fuck. It’s going to be hard, but we’ll be alright. This is the exact reason why I didn’t select another city to play in, otherwise, I would have been a fucking wreck. She would have had to come with me and complete her senior year wherever I ended up, even if her parents said no.
Zoey is my everything, my whole fucking world, and one day, once college is over and I’m signed to the NFL, we’ll finally start our lives together. I can see it so perfectly. Zoey is the type to want dog babies before we even think about real ones. Probably a cat or two as well, maybe a bird or a bunny. It’ll be a zoo, but it’ll be our zoo. Just the thought of starting a family with her gives me chills.
She strides out of her closet, ready for tonight’s party, and as I sit up, she climbs straight into my lap and straddles me. It blows me away. Ever since we took our relationship to the next level and slept together, her confidence has shone like the fucking sun. She was never exactly shy with me, but I’ve since realized just how much she held back, but not anymore.