06 - I want to savor your honey. That's my dessert.
POV ISABELA
His tongue fought with mine for space. He explored my mouth with his tongue, and I did the same with his, tasting the scotch and mint gum on his lips.
We were panting and out of breath, but neither of us wanted to pull away from the kiss.
I put my hand on his chest to push him away a little. I needed to breathe.
He reluctantly pulled away and stared at me, panting.
"I have a huge heart for you and your way. Even his smile triggers something in me that I can't explain. It feels like my body wants to match yours," he said breathlessly, looking me in the eye. His hand remained on my neck. "But I didn't want to kiss you just once. I wish I could kiss you all the time."
"Noah," I said breathlessly, trying to think straight.
"Shh," he said, putting his index finger to my lips. "Don't say anything," he asked and I ended up laughing. He knew I would say something negative about us.
"You know how I feel about that... That's it." I pointed at him and myself. "It won't happen again."
"I'll change your mind," he said confidently, slipping his hand between my hair and pulling my face closer to his, pulling my lips to his. I sighed and felt my panties get wet with this small gesture. "Come on."
He pulled away, and I immediately missed his touches. I watched as he straightened his posture in his seat and started the car again. I settled into my seat and looked out of the window at the streets behind me as he sped off.
"I told you I wasn't hungry," I said when I saw him going into a fast-food outlet.
"I need to feed you so that I can feed on you," he said mischievously, making me blush. He's always so direct and talks about sex so naturally.
The car slowed down, and he put his window down halfway to talk to the attendant.
"MY GOD, NOAAAAAH!" I heard her shout euphorically as soon as she realized it was him. I rolled my eyes. "I'm your fan. Will you take a picture with me?" She asked. Noah laughed and agreed to take the photo. The other girls who worked here were also elated by his presence, and it took a while for his order to be ready.
"I'm sorry," he asked awkwardly as soon as he could get out of the delivery.
"How do you cope?" I asked. It must be awful if you can't even go to the market in peace.
"It's not easy," he confessed.
"I can imagine. You know, Noah, is there any risk of someone seeing us together and publishing it?" I asked fearfully. I never want to be exposed, especially in my current situation.
He didn't answer at first, turning the wheel of the car to enter a motel.
"Unfortunately, that's something we have no way of knowing." He stopped the car to speak to the receptionist. "But I promise that whatever mess my world makes of yours, I'll fix it."
He stretched out his arm to pick up the phone and said he wanted the best room in the place. When everything was right, the automatic gate was opened, he started the car and drove to the room the receptionist had told him about.
Like the knight he is, as soon as he parked the car and closed the gate, Noah turned the car around and opened the door for me to get out. He held out his hand to me to help me out of the car. I held his hand, looking into his eyes, and got out of the car.
Noah didn't let go of my hand; on the contrary, he pulled me even closer to him. He put my hand on his chest and brought his hand to my neck, giving it a little caress.
"I can't get you out of my head. Our night repeats itself in my memory all the time. Our chemistry is incredible, blonde."
He brought his face close to mine and gave me a long kiss. I closed my eyes to feel the touch of your lips on mine.
"I confess I can't forget it either. I don't remember much, but the sensations I felt in your arms are engraved in me."
He smiled and took my hand again, pulling me into the bedroom.
"Let's feed you."
"I'm not hungry," I said as I looked around the room. The light was very dim, which made the atmosphere more romantic. There was a huge round bed in the middle of the room. The ceiling was mirrored. I noticed a dance area in the left-hand corner and, in the right-hand corner, there was a huge whirlpool bath.
"Did you like it?" he asked, hugging me from behind and putting his head on my shoulder.
"Uh-huh," I muttered, turning to face him. "Do you want to dance that polydance?" I asked, putting my arms around his shoulders.
"Will you dance for me?" he asked excitedly.
"If you deserve it..."
"I will," he laughed, stealing another kiss from me. "Let's eat, love."
Noah put the bag with the snacks on a table near the bed. We sat down on the chairs there and began to eat in silence. But it wasn't an uncomfortable silence, you know? It was a pleasant silence. We were enjoying each other's company.
"Did you like the snack?" he asked, watching me.
"For those who weren't hungry, I ate everything."
"I like watching you eat. I'm really glad."
I felt such sincerity in his words that I even smiled at him.
"You're very kind. Thank you!"
"Are you going to work early tomorrow?" he asked.
"No. Do you have any appointments?"
"No, too," he replied, looking me in the eye. His eyes were shining, and he smiled and nodded as he stared at me.
"What is it?" I asked curiously.
"Can we go for dessert?" he asked, looking at me hungrily.
God, I'm going to be dessert!
"What do you want for dessert?" I asked, just to see what he would say.
He didn't answer; he just got up from his chair and walked around the table towards me. I had my clothes on, but his gaze on me felt like I was naked in front of him. His gaze burned my skin. I felt like I was on fire!
In one swift movement, Noah turned my chair towards him, leaving me facing him.
"I want to savor your honey. That's my dessert."