CHAPTER 5

Natalie

Noah pulls me into a random room on the top floor and locks the door behind him. I'm reminded of his beauty once I'm alone with him, and he pushes me down on the made bed.

Muscular arms surround me. "I've missed you." Noah licks my jawline before covering my lips with his. An involuntary groan rolls out through my lips when his hardened cock press against my hip.

"You better…" I groan again. "Make this quick…"

"I don't want to go fast, but for your sake, I will," Noah whispers. "If I could decide, I would make love to you all night, Natalie. You're so beautiful. Addictive. Gorgeous."

His hands are tugging down my jeans, slipping between my thighs with slow, teasing movements. The pads of his fingers are rough against my soft skin, and my body acts on instinct. I arch my back, lifting my hips to draw his attention to my pussy.

"Such an eager girl," Noah removes his shorts, revealing his beautiful, veiny cock. His smirk is smug when he fingers my wetness. "Have you been thinking about me tonight?"

Yes. "No."

Noah breathes a laugh. "Why do you fight me so hard when we both know you want me?"

I don't reply, and goosebumps spread along my skin when a thick finger slides into me. Noah studies me with heat in his gaze, and my pussy swells when he crawls over me and pins me underneath his chest.

Reaching up, he grabs my wrists and holds them above my head while dipping down to control me with his tongue. He isn't a gentle lover, but I like it when he dominates me.

I have two hundred pounds of a quarterback kissing me; it's turning me on, knowing I'm not the one in control. Noah is raining kisses over my skin, squeezing my breasts while his cock is at my opening.

When his teeth press into my flesh, I gasp sharply. How does he know what turns me on?

I'm panting, breathless, when the tip of his cock pushes into me. My legs spread on instinct to grant his access. I'm wetter than ever, shaking because I want Noah to fill me.

"I want to leave marks all over your body," Noah is cupping my breasts, pressing his fingers into the soft skin. "Can I do that?"

"It's something kinder gardeners do."

He laughs against my skin, biting my lower lip. "Or men who don't want other men to touch their women."

"I'm not yours."

He smiles, throwing me off guard. "You are."

I open my mouth to protest, but he thrust into me, making the words die in my throat. His lips press against mine, and he uses one thumb to rub my clit, making pressure build in my stomach.

I'm melting.

Floating on cloud nine.

A moan leaves my lips, and Noah smirks. "So this is how I make you stop being the silent lover? You like this, huh?"

Noah keeps tormenting my clit while he fucks me, and I close my eyes, unable to prevent my legs from shaking. My pussy is burning, and I can't help but meet Noah's thrusts.

I breathe in another sharp gasp. "Oh-my-god, that feels so good... Don't stop... I'm close..."

Noah chuckles darkly, pressing his wet lips against my ear. "Didn't I tell you that you would beg me for more?"

My eyes snap open when he lifts his ass. "Don't you dare pull out your cock… Noah… I'm serious…"

His voice is raw with lust. "I wasn't planning on it."

Noah speeds up his pace, and my hands travel to his muscular back. My nails sink into his skin, and soon even Noah is panting. He is working up a good sweat, and it's hot watching him.

I moan, unable to control it. "Fuck... Noah..."

Shivers and flames are wrecking my body, drawing sounds of pleasure from my lips. I'm close. The pressure from Noah's fingers on my clit is causing me to ache, and his cock pushes me further toward the edge.

"You're so wet," Noah groans above me. "Fuck, Natalie... You don't realize what you're doing to me... So sexy..."

Noah pushes into me, causing me to cry out in bliss. Fireworks are staring in my belly, spreading to every part of my body. I'm tense, and everything feels too tight as I climb to reach my first orgasm.

"Noah..." My eyes are closed, and my voice doesn't come out like mine. I sound desperate, and... Shit... "Oh god... Ahhh... Ahhh... Ahhh..."

I grab his neck, pulling Noah in for a kiss. It's enough to send me toppling over the edge, and suddenly I'm moaning into his mouth. A rush of hot, delicious bliss makes my entire body go limp.

But Noah isn't done yet. He keeps kissing me. Taking. Fucking. Using me until he groans and reaches his own climax.

It feels like my lungs are about to explode. I'm smiling at the ceiling when Noah falls down next to me. He is lying on his stomach, so I smack his peachy ass and laugh when he lifts an eyebrow at me.

"Admit that you have a thing for butts."

I snort, lips struggling but failing to contain my laughter. "I will admit nothing, pretty boy."

"You think I'm pretty?"

"Doesn't everyone? You have an entire fan club out there. They follow your Instagram and seem to think your posts are godsent."

Noah frowns. "But I wasn't asking about them. I want to know what you think—your opinion is what I want."

I ignore him and climb up from the bed.

My eyes search for my underwear until I notice Noah is playing with them. He winks at me and presses them to his nose, inhaling.

I snort. "Gross!"

"I think you smell rather sweet," Noah smiles at me. "I will keep these for later when I need inspiration."

I gasp. "You can't keep those! I won't go commando tonight!"

"Uh, I guess you can take my boxers then?"

"As if they would fit me—you have football thighs!"

He grins. "Don't forget about your favorite thing about me—my peachy ass; it's also big. Very round. Do you want to bite it?"

I roll my eyes at him, but I can't fight the smile stretching my lips.

Damn it all to hell!

My heart is light and bubbly around Noah, but I realize it's wrong. I can't fall in love with my freaking soon-to-be stepbrother!

"We should head downstairs. I will walk into the corridor first, and you will follow me." I wet my lips, bracing myself.

"Wait..." Noah turns toward the window. "People are yelling out there. Do you think there is a fight going on or something?"

"Probably," I slip into my jeans. "I left Linnea down there. I have to check on her and make sure that she is fine."

"Yeah," Noah gives me a gentle smile. "Tell me if you two need a ride home."

I open my mouth, but we both stare at the window when we hear more yells and shouts coming from the garden. It doesn't sound like men fighting—it sounds like Linnea and Bianca!