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Authors: L.K. Kracek
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eye.
“It’s true.”
He held up a finger as he attempted to contain himself.
He was failing.
Miserably.
“I just…that’s…I can’t...”
“Alright already.” I lightly backhanded his thigh. My hand pulled back when I noticed how close I was to other body parts.
With lightning speed, Noah reached out and held my hand atop his thigh; he rolled onto his right side and looked into my eyes. “What do you know about Hockey then, sugar?” His voice was raspy and whispered.
A response was escaping me.
His beautiful storm had returned, or never left and for the first time ever in my life, I wanted to dance in the rain.
At the pace of a dead tortoise, I rolled over and moved my face to his, licked my lips and pressed them to his. Noah remained deathly still, eyes opened as I let mine close; it felt like I could better comprehend and sort every feeling, every sensation when our lips touched. My mouth felt like it had been hit with millions of volts, electrocuted and set on fire – though it didn’t hurt. It was the most magnificent feeling that my body had ever encountered.
All the money I had made, love Taylor and Matt had given me, being on my own and leaving my past in the dust never even skimmed the surface of how I felt right in this moment.
Time stood still, like Noah had. A small part of me wishes I could keep it like this forever, but the rest of me knew that the world would move on whether I liked it or not. I didn’t live in fairy tales; life was a cruel witch and if you didn’t hold on for the ride, you would get left behind.
Noah seemed to finally wake from his comatose state and squeezed my hand before letting go. He moved his hand up to my cheek and tilted his head away from the pillow, giving both of us better access to the other before moving his upper body to hover over me. It was like he wanted to cage me in but there was nothing so dark behind his motives other than him being just as affected as me and needing to get closer, to mesh together.
My mind was reeling; I felt high and delirious; my body swam in this foreign emotion. I was outrageously...Jesus Lord, I was turned on.
His tongue ran from left to right against the seam of my lips, urging me to open to him.
When I hesitated, he swept back from right to left coaxing me to his will.
So I did.
No one was going to control what I wanted anymore – well, okay maybe Noah was helping me but even he wasn’t keeping me from doing what I wanted to do. I wanted this, he was only helping to give it to me.
Noah’s silky, long tongue slipped into my warm mouth, stroking mine like it was doing the dance of lovers. My hands clutched at his shirt, my body wiggled closer to his as if I wasn’t in control of my body.
Not that either of us were complaining.
My fingernails nearly hooked into his chest as the kiss became needier, more passionate and faster, deeper.
I moaned into Noah’s mouth and he pulled back, sucking in a deep breath.
“Jesus Christ.”
I cringed at the use of the Lord’s name in vein but wasn’t about to scold him. Also, I didn’t know if that was good or bad, his exclamation.
“I’m sorry.”
Winded, I pulled back but Noah gripped me tighter.
As he opened his mouth, two loud pairs of feet came stomping up the staircase as a warning.
“Jamie!”
“Noah!”
They called out.
Noah pulled back and straightened my clothes before sitting up and moving a foot away. An easy feat considering how he had a King size bed. I imagine they all needed King sized everything, the Kane and Jameson men, even growing up.
Taylor was the only girl and somehow she was a teeny tiny little thing. I told her on numerous occasions how I just wanted to put her in my pocket, she was adorably fun sized. It shocked me to find out her identical twin was just as tall as the other guys while she was a good foot shorter. Apparently it is an incredibly rare thing, but totally possible.
Their heavy footfalls told us where they were and it
“It’s true.”
He held up a finger as he attempted to contain himself.
He was failing.
Miserably.
“I just…that’s…I can’t...”
“Alright already.” I lightly backhanded his thigh. My hand pulled back when I noticed how close I was to other body parts.
With lightning speed, Noah reached out and held my hand atop his thigh; he rolled onto his right side and looked into my eyes. “What do you know about Hockey then, sugar?” His voice was raspy and whispered.
A response was escaping me.
His beautiful storm had returned, or never left and for the first time ever in my life, I wanted to dance in the rain.
At the pace of a dead tortoise, I rolled over and moved my face to his, licked my lips and pressed them to his. Noah remained deathly still, eyes opened as I let mine close; it felt like I could better comprehend and sort every feeling, every sensation when our lips touched. My mouth felt like it had been hit with millions of volts, electrocuted and set on fire – though it didn’t hurt. It was the most magnificent feeling that my body had ever encountered.
All the money I had made, love Taylor and Matt had given me, being on my own and leaving my past in the dust never even skimmed the surface of how I felt right in this moment.
Time stood still, like Noah had. A small part of me wishes I could keep it like this forever, but the rest of me knew that the world would move on whether I liked it or not. I didn’t live in fairy tales; life was a cruel witch and if you didn’t hold on for the ride, you would get left behind.
Noah seemed to finally wake from his comatose state and squeezed my hand before letting go. He moved his hand up to my cheek and tilted his head away from the pillow, giving both of us better access to the other before moving his upper body to hover over me. It was like he wanted to cage me in but there was nothing so dark behind his motives other than him being just as affected as me and needing to get closer, to mesh together.
My mind was reeling; I felt high and delirious; my body swam in this foreign emotion. I was outrageously...Jesus Lord, I was turned on.
His tongue ran from left to right against the seam of my lips, urging me to open to him.
When I hesitated, he swept back from right to left coaxing me to his will.
So I did.
No one was going to control what I wanted anymore – well, okay maybe Noah was helping me but even he wasn’t keeping me from doing what I wanted to do. I wanted this, he was only helping to give it to me.
Noah’s silky, long tongue slipped into my warm mouth, stroking mine like it was doing the dance of lovers. My hands clutched at his shirt, my body wiggled closer to his as if I wasn’t in control of my body.
Not that either of us were complaining.
My fingernails nearly hooked into his chest as the kiss became needier, more passionate and faster, deeper.
I moaned into Noah’s mouth and he pulled back, sucking in a deep breath.
“Jesus Christ.”
I cringed at the use of the Lord’s name in vein but wasn’t about to scold him. Also, I didn’t know if that was good or bad, his exclamation.
“I’m sorry.”
Winded, I pulled back but Noah gripped me tighter.
As he opened his mouth, two loud pairs of feet came stomping up the staircase as a warning.
“Jamie!”
“Noah!”
They called out.
Noah pulled back and straightened my clothes before sitting up and moving a foot away. An easy feat considering how he had a King size bed. I imagine they all needed King sized everything, the Kane and Jameson men, even growing up.
Taylor was the only girl and somehow she was a teeny tiny little thing. I told her on numerous occasions how I just wanted to put her in my pocket, she was adorably fun sized. It shocked me to find out her identical twin was just as tall as the other guys while she was a good foot shorter. Apparently it is an incredibly rare thing, but totally possible.
Their heavy footfalls told us where they were and it
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