Noah (The Mitchell/Healy Family #1)(64)
Author: Jennifer Foor

I heard the door swing open after I’d climbed into the shower. Through the glass shower doors I could see her standing there on the other side. Even though it was foggy I watched her unbuttoning her shirt. It fell open, and she unfastened her bra. Both articles of clothing fell to the floor. I opened the door and waited for her to remove her shorts and underwear and join me. “Change your mind?”

She entered slowly, watching me watching her the whole time. I handed her a bar of soap and held up my arms. “Do me first.” There was pun intended in the comment and she knew it. She smiled and shook her head, while letting the hot water fall over her hair. I watched those beautiful lips separate just enough to picture how she did it when I was inside of her. I put my arms on either side of her waist. “I knew you’d get naked.”

“I’m not paying you money.”

“You can work it off with other ways,” I teased while pushing her against the shower wall. Her dark hair stuck to the wall as I leaned in and savored her lips again. “It’s goin’ to be a long night, darlin’. I hope you’re up for it.”

Shalan

It took less than five seconds for me to forget all about being mad at Noah. Still, for some reason I needed to know what he was thinking. Here was this man, standing naked in front of me in the shower. He was beautiful, caring, and above all, wanting to spend his time with me. I knew a label was dangerous, but I was ready to face it head on. “Am I your girlfriend, Noah?”

“You know the answer to that already. I don’t have to tell you.”

“Yes you do. Just say it. Tell me what you think I already know.” My body was beginning to shake as I awaited his reply.

“Fine. If you must hear me say it, then yes, you’re my girlfriend. Now what?”

“You know this isn’t going to work.” I felt the tears welling up. “As much as I want this, I know it’s only a matter of time before the distance is too much for us. What if I get the call that they want me for an international tour? Are you really going to be okay with not seeing me for months, or hearing from me? I’ve heard rumors about it happening. I’m not trying to spoil this visit Noah, but meeting your family, and being your girlfriend, it’s not fair for either of us.”

“Don’t talk like that. Shalan, I’m not tryin’ to push this on you. You brought it up.”

“Because I need to know where we stand. I need you to know that no matter how much I want to be with you, I just know it can’t work. You live here and I’m under a contract to live in New York for at least six months. I can’t ask you to hang around while I’m trying to figure out my life. It’s no fair to either of us.” Tears were falling again, and this time it was because I was potentially breaking my own heart. “I’m just trying to be realistic.”

He started laughing – actually laughing at me, like my serious words meant nothing to him. “You think you can just push me away and I’ll go quietly? Woman, I don’t care what you say. I’m tellin’ you right now that you’re my girlfriend, whether it’s for seven damn days or seven years. I’m tellin’ you that I want whatever I can get for as long as it lasts. I’m not makin’ promises, but keepin’ it bottled up ain’t doin’ neither of us any good. Don’t you dare sit there and tell me that you don’t want to be with me. I’m not talkin’ about sex either. You were the one to hop on a plane to get to me today. This hasn’t been about sex since I left you in that hotel room. I’ve had a ton of failed relationships, most of them being my fault. I ain’t perfect, but I can be that shoulder that you need, whenever you need it. I ain’t goin’ anywhere.”

I wrapped my arms around him and placed my head against his chest. “Okay.” It was all I could get out before my sobbing got too intense. Noah held me close, saying nothing else for a few moments.

I kept telling myself that people have long distance relationships all of the time. Just because Noah and I lived two very different lives didn’t mean we couldn’t be together as a couple, right?

“For the record I didn’t mean to throw it out there like I did. I just figured since you met my parents it would be the right thing to do. Besides, after a few days with just a couple of my family members, you may decide that you made a huge mistake coming at all. Can we please enjoy the fact that we’re together again? I miss you when you’re not around.”

I let go of Noah and backed up against the wall to the shower. “How long do we have before dinner?”

“A couple hours at least.” He got closer to me, breaking the distance that I’d just made. “Why? What do you have in mind?”

“First I need to apologize for freaking out.” I sunk down to my knees and stared at his already erect penis. The water beat down on my hands as they traveled up his wet legs. I pressed firmly when I got to his thighs, and started feeling the hair getting thicker on his legs. In front of my eyes, level with my mouth was what I wanted. Noah grabbed all of my hair and held it away from my face as I focused on nothing but pleasing him.

He filled my mouth while my lips coasted back and forth over his shaft. I could hear the tiniest of moans coming from above. I kept my focus, and concentrated on picking up the pace. One hand gripped the cheek of his ass while the other massaged his soft balls. Noah leaned his arm on the wall above me and looked down, watching what I was doing to him. The faster my lips moved, the louder his moans became.

While I was away I’d fantasized about him every second I got a chance. I dreamed of being able to please him and be more than we were before.

This was my gift to him, the least that I could do for everything he’d given me in return. Usually, I’d take my time, playing around so that it lasted longer and I could rest my cheeks. This time I went full-force. I wanted to hold the advantage, and the pleasure of what I was giving him.

His body tensed, he tugged on my hair, and then my mouth filled with his salty release. I held my lips there, fixed on making sure he was satiated before I removed them.

Finally, I pulled away from Noah’s spent c**k and rinsed out my mouth. He pulled me up and shoved me into the tile wall. His lips were on my neck and then finally worked their way down my body. Noah didn’t waste time kissing me like he usually did. His face plowed right into my pu**y as if he was starved for it. I gasped and held onto his shoulders. His whiskers tickled when they came in contact with my tender skin. Noah didn’t kiss me gently, or lick the outside of my sensitive skin. He stuck his tongue inside of me and started f**king me with it. His strong arms lifted me up off the shower floor and held me in the air while he worked me with his skills. “You like that?” His voice vibrated off of my sex.