My Life with the One (MLWTJB Sequel)

Chapter 1: God, do I love you

Chapter 1: God, do I love you

I sit here now, on my bed, smiling widely as Noah massages my shoulders and kisses my neck, and think, how did my life get so great? Well I suppose the answers obvious, when my mother passed, my father went crazy and did some things I’m still trying to forget, but I guess it was meant to happen, I guess all the bad stuff was preparation for the way my life was supposed to turn out, and believe me, I don’t think it could be better.

Hi my name is Payton Moore, and I have my perfect life back.

Noah keeps a slow and steady pace, as he starts pressing his lips to where my neck meets my shoulder, sucking lightly then moving up half an inch and repeating, his hands leave my shoulders and move down rubbing each side of me, before they go around my stomach clasping together and pulling me closer to him. I bite my lip to keep myself from moaning as I lean into him.

Each breath becomes more shallow and fast paced, it’s not a joke when I say he takes me breath away. His lips finally make their way up to my ear. He takes my lobe between his teeth and tugs slightly, which causes me to emit a moan that biting my lip can’t cover up. “I love you.” He whispers in such a soft voice, it brings tears to my eyes. This is true love, it has to be, I’ve never felt so strongly about anything in my life. I’m happier than I’ve ever been.

“I love you to.” I whisper in a croaky voice and Noah smiles into my neck. I turn myself around so I’m facing him, me on top of him, his legs stretched out under me, and mine stretched out behind him. I wrap my arms around his neck, edging my lips to his. He obviously thinks I’m going to slow, because he meets me half way, pressing his lips to mine.

Every kiss with him is like the first in a way. My heart hammers, and I get so nervous, but then again, I said it wasn’t fireworks and rainbows like in the movies, and I still agree with that, because now, it’s better. My hands slowly make their way from his neck, down his chest, to the hem of his shirt, my fingers slowly slipping under, quickly accompanied by the rests of my hand. Both of my hands go up and down his chest. Noah pulls back for a split second, ripping his shirt off, before slamming his lips to mine once more. My left hand slowly makes its way up his chest, reaching his shoulder, before going around his neck. I tangle my hand his dark brown hair that he’s let grow out for the past year, as my other hand trace his muscles, scratching slightly.

I push him onto his back, straddling his waist. He stares into my eyes, as his hands go around my waist, and push up the bottom of my shirt until it’s as high as he can get. I take it and pull it off the rest of the way, leaving me in just my bra and yoga shorts.

I’m about to press my lips back to his, when the phone rings. I sigh and quickly press my lips to Noah’s, pushing myself up, tripping a bit when Noah slaps my butt. I turn and glare at him, as I go grab the phone, and answer it. I hop back on the bed, lying beside Noah, as I say a ‘hello’.

“Hey it’s me.” I hear, recognizing the voice as Nicole’s.

“Oh hey, what’s up?” I ask as Noah flips over me supporting his weight with his arms as he starts to press light kisses to my stomach.

“Can you buzz me in; I’m here to drop Brella over.” She says and I gasp, causing Noah to look up.

“Oh yeah, okay.” I say frantically getting up and pressing the ‘nine’ button, letting her in.

“Okay, thanks.” She says before hanging up.

“What, what’s wrong?” Noah asks worriedly, as I quickly try to pull my shirt over my head.

“Babysitting! We’re babysitting Brella!” I exclaim, and I hear him swear under his breath. I toss him his shirt, as I try to flatten out my hair, putting it in a high ponytail.