“Wow, that smells amazing.” I moaned in delight.
As I felt Noah step up behind me, my entire body came alive. “Thank you, but the only amazing thing I smell is you,” he whispered only inches from my ear, and chills immediately covered my neck, rushing down my back and arms. He skimmed his lips over my ear before he placed a soft kiss against my neck. “The way you smell, that sweet vanilla scent, does things to me.”
I stood frozen in place while I concentrated on the feel of Noah’s lips and their sensual assault.
“I’m sorry about how tense things have been lately,” he said in a strained voice.
I turned at his words and faced him. “There’s no reason to apologize. I know it’s been stressful for you with not knowing what would happen with Austin from one day to the next. Yeah, things got a little strange for a while, but I understand.”
He placed one hand on each side of my face and tilted my face upward. Our eyes locked. “You are incredible,” he said in a whisper before he placed his lips against mine. “Now that things are more secure, I hope that means I can take this thing between us to the next level.”
“Well, I have to admit, that sounds perfect to me,” I confessed, and the smile he now wore was the kind that made a girl do things without thinking twice about them.
I rose up on tiptoes, placed my lips against his, and wrapped my arms around his neck. Within seconds, he spun me around with my back against the door and hooked one of my legs over his hip as he ground his hardness against me. I moaned into the kiss when he hit the spot where I needed him most.
“Can dinner wait?” I asked before pressing my lips to his once more. I lowered my hands to the waistband of his jeans before he could answer and began unbuttoning his jeans.
Noah was fit—not overly bulky, but solid. He was strong and dominating, and in his hold I felt so fragile and delicate. And with each touch, he treated me as if I was a treasure, the perfect gift given to him to savor.
“Dinner can definitely wait, sweetheart,” he said in a husky tone.
I knelt before him as I slid my hands inside his jeans and lowered them down his thighs. I peered up at him through my eyelashes, giving him an innocent look. I couldn’t help biting my lip to stifle a moan. The look in his eyes gave me chills. He was so turned on, and that fueled my desire. I wanted to please him. I wanted to hear him moan and know I was the one person who could make him feel so damn good.
The moment I encircled his cock with my fingers, he thrust his hips just enough to urge me to continue. Wasting no time, I held him firmly as I lowered my lips to his erection. Ever so slowly, I began sliding my lips over him as I took him in farther and farther.
“Damn,” he moaned as he braced his hand on the doorframe above my head, his eyes locked on my lips. I continued to slide him in and out of my mouth, watching him as he focused on my movements. The hunger in his eyes was a huge turn-on. I allowed my eyes to close as I focused solely on giving him pleasure.
“Alena,” he whispered.
My eyes opened, and I looked up to find him squeezing his eyes shut so tightly, he looked as if he may be in pain.
I let his cock fall from my mouth. “Are you okay?”
He shook his head and took in a deep breath. “We need to move this to the next room.” He took a step back, his eyes now half-open as he reached for me. “Come on, sweet girl.”
Without hesitation, I placed my hand in his and allowed him to lead me to his bedroom as I hummed with need.
Chapter Eighteen
Noah
I slipped from bed long enough to turn the oven on warm. As I slid back beneath the comfort of the cool sheet, I curled around Alena’s naked and oh-so-inviting beauty. Contentment washed over me when she wiggled and snuggled back against me. A satisfied sigh left her when she found the warmth she was seeking. Her hair slightly tickled my nose before I carefully gathered it and laid it above us over the pillow, giving me an unobscured view of her face.
After spending over an hour devouring one another slowly, she dozed off, spent from our lovemaking. I no longer cared about dinner or the dessert I had picked up from Amber at the bakery. Now all I cared about was this moment, this closeness with Alena. The sun had begun to set, and it cast a soft glow over the lake. The light shined through the floor-to-ceiling windows lining the back wall of my bedroom.
I lay next to her, just taking her in, etching every freckle, every dip and curve of her body into my memory. She was without a doubt the most alluring woman I had ever met, and she had that sweet innocence I loved. Yes, being the man I was, I had dreams of corrupting that innocence, but who could blame me? She was breathtaking.