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Chapter 42 - Doubt

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This chapter contains what I like to call 'sauce' if you don't like this sort of thing then you can just skip past the part that is labelled with ‼️
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*Lacey's POV*

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My fingers fumble with the buttons on Noah's jeans and he lifts the both of us up so I can slide them down his legs, he kicks his feet about as the fabric hits the floor.

He appears to have become tired with my dominance and so in one swift movement I am below him and he hovers above me, his hazel eyes pierce mine with the look of nothing but lust and pure passion. He looks almost like a wild animal as I meet his intense glare and give him one of my own.

He devours my lips in his, kissing me with such passion and intensity that I completely loose touch with reality, I feel like I'm floating. The only thing that my body registers is the deep ache between my thighs.

I reach for his hair and wrap my fingers around the strands, tugging gently at the roots. I feel his fingertips slowly gliding down my bare stomach until he  reaches the top of my underwear, with one swift tug they are ripped making me gasp as I feel the cold air on my bare skin.

Noah swallows that gasp with his tongue and begins drawing circles on the skin just below my hip bones.
Two can play at this game.

I remove one of my hands from his hair and use my nails to glide up his back starting from the bottom all the way to the top, he moans into my mouth and I swipe my tongue across his bottom lip.

He removes his lips from mine and begins to kiss my collarbone, I've had enough of this torturous teasing!
I go straight for the waistband of his boxers and firmly tug downwards, leaving his body bare to mine.

I bite down on my bottom lip as I look up at him, "you know what that does to me," he huskily says before he captures my lips in his. I wrap one of my legs around his back and he pushes down deep into me, I feel like I'm on fire.

His movements are slow and torturous, I need more. I push my hips up to meet his and tug harder on his hair, he moans loudly quickening his pace.
He grips my hips in his hands leaving a bruise on my skin for sure, we're both getting close and with one deep thrust we are both sent over the edge.

Apparently this is his idea of resting.
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*Noah's POV*

It's 7pm when I wake up to find Lacey fast asleep on my chest, she looks so peaceful. I feel the need to wake her up so that we can go and get some food, but I need to find my dad first.

I slowly lift her up and slide out from beneath her, resting her head on the pillow and pulling the duvet over her bare body. I then grab the nearest clothing that I can find and pull it on, going to look for my dad.

I grab my key card and quietly close the door behind me, for some reason I tiptoe all the way down the corridor until I get into the lift. I then make my way to the operations room, I know he'll be working late tonight.

True to my thoughts there he is sitting at his desk busily tapping away on his keyboard and staring up at one of the many screens. He notices me, "Ark," he greets me with a smile, "how's Lacey?"

I take a seat in front the desk which is on a platform, "she's alright just shocked, but she's sleeping now."

He picks up a mug of coffee and takes a sip, a plate of salad sits next to him untouched. "Probably for the best, I knew that her father would do something like that."