Chasing Noah - Explicit Chapters

17 - Boston

The second we stepped through the door to my hotel room, Noah had taken me in his arms and pushed me backwards towards the bed.

"Does it make me a slut if I bought condoms in anticipation things would go this way?" I asked. His gaze dropped from my eyes to my lips and that was all the answer I needed. I groaned with satisfaction at the first taste of his lips. Besides the kiss on the football field, we hadn't been this close in weeks. And the growing heat between my legs was there to prove it. I tuned out everything surrounding us; the sun setting below the skyline, the sounds of the busy street outside. I concentrated only on this one kiss, and yet I still couldn't get enough.

Noah grasped my hips in his hands, hauling me against him. I wanted to take my time, taste every detail about him. I wanted all of him, but for now this was the perfect reunion. I changed the angle of my lips, giving him more access. I let out a small moan as he parted my lips with his tongue and I almost came right then. My nerves felt like a wound up toy ready to burst at any moment. His response was a growl as he tightened his grip on my hips. I felt his cock throbbing against the front of my jeans, making me moan against his mouth once again. Noah drew me closer still, standing next to the waiting bed, so that only the thickness of our clothes were what separated us.

His closeness was so torturous that I felt my knees start to wobble. And this time, I knew for sure that it wasn't because I was tired. Noah was setting my entire body on fire, and if he didn't help me ease the pain soon, I was sure I was going to explode. He moved his hands from massaging my hips to planting them on my ass. He lifted me up and wrapped my legs around him, grinding our cores together. I arched my chest into his, almost letting out a scream.

Noah fell backwards onto the bed so that I was straddling his hips. Our mouths never leaving each other's, I started making small circles against the crotch of his jeans. I felt a shiver run through his body, making me smile. The kiss somehow grew more intense, my tongue tangling with his as I ground my pelvis against his. He sucked in a breath and flipped me over onto my back. He pulled away and looked so deeply into my eyes it took my breath away. I felt his hand move from where they had settled on my torso, down until he could reach between my legs. He rubbed the sensitive spot beneath my clothing.

I drew in a sharp breath the second his fingers made contact. When he repeated the motion, I pulled away from the kiss and let out a breathy sound of pleasure that had him moaning too. His stroke slowed, so to encourage him I unfastened the top button of my jeans and slid the zipper down. He knew exactly what I was telling him to do, but for some reason his body didn't move an inch. I slid my hands over the front of his jeans, stroking him through the fabric. He threw his head back ever so slightly as he slid his palm, fingers first, beneath my waistband until he reached my throbbing lips. I was hot, wet, and ready to be taken.

Just the touch of his finger tip to my clit had me hissing in a breath. My back arched off the bed as he continued to work me. I grabbed the sheets beside me in both hands, bracing myself for the pleasure that had already began to hit me in waves. I gave up any hope of being quiet, letting my cries fill the room. We were definitely going to put on a show for anyone that could hear us. I moved my hands to his shoulders as I rode his hand to a breathtakingly hard orgasm. He slid his hand from my jeans as I laid there, gasping for breath.

"If we do any more of that, I'm not even gunna last until the first round," Noah whispered.

"First? As in more than one?" I gasped. He let out a low chuckle.

"Elle, I've been waiting to do this since the moment I left. There is going to be way more than one round," he told me. I opened my mouth to object, but I couldn't get any words out before his mouth covered mine. Still connected in another burning kiss, he rolled me over him so that I straddled his hips once again. I felt the delicious friction of his erection press against my already sensitive bundle of nerves. Noah started pulling at my clothes. I pulled away from his mouth the slightest bit to pull my shirt over my head. Noah took advantage of the space and did the same.