Chapter Seventeen

Noah It had been two weeks. Two long weeks where I didn’t even get to see Sara, so when she kissed me and I had her in my arms again, it was like a dream. I couldn’t hold back, as I wrapped my arms around her and brought her in for another kiss, this one longer, deeper. She whimpered against my lips, and my arms tightened reflexively around her.

“Sara,” I breathed her name against her lips. I wanted to kiss her again, but as she panted for breath her chest pushed against mine, and I groaned in need. I wanted to feel more of her. “Damn, Sara.”

She initiated the kiss again and kept her arms wrapped around my neck to hold me close as she took the lead. Sara nibbled on my lips, nudged them apart with her tongue, tasted me inside. I sucked lightly on her tongue and felt her weight settle even more against me.

“I’m not sure I can stay standing if we do this,” she breathed out.

I paused, but only for a moment. Then, I was walking her backward until her back hit the door. I loved the way she gasped then, her eyes bright with excitement. I kissed her deeply while I pressed her body against the door.

“I missed you, too,” I said, moving from her mouth to press kisses all over her neck. “So much, Sara. I was so worried you would never talk to me again.”

The emotions that had never disappeared washed over me, and I paused. I’d tried several times to talk to her in the days since the disastrous meeting at that hotel. But she let all my calls go unanswered, the same with any messages I left, and when she saw me, she’d immediately hurry in the opposite direction. Even with all the time I used trying to track her down, I still couldn’t manage to get her off my mind.

My friends thought it was hilarious. Of course, they didn’t know the whole story. As far as they knew, I’d had a little fight with my girlfriend over the Sext Me thing. I didn’t tell them myself, but they heard the rumors, and I neither confirmed nor denied. Every single one of them kept giving me advice that I had to wait for her to cool down before trying to talk to her, especially if she was ignoring my calls.

Her arms squeezed around me, and I remembered where we were. Sara was ready to talk to me, to be with me. I pressed a soft kiss on her skin reflexively. Then, I moved back to her lips and kissed her some more.

The excitement was growing inside me. Now that I had her back after two weeks, it would be impossible to hold back. Sara didn’t seem to mind, though, as I reached around her back to undo the zip of her dress, and pulled the skirt up around her hips with my other hand.

“Noah,” she hissed in between kisses. “I told you, I can't keep standing. Let’s move to the bed.”

I shook my head unconsciously, muttering. “Too far.”

“What do you mean too far—,” she started, cutting off with a yelp when I wrapped both my hands around her thighs and lifted her. She was already holding on tightly, and I braced her against the door with my body as her legs wrapped around me, too.

I pushed my hips forward, gently but with an undeniable urgency. Sara gasped, squirming when she felt my hard-on press against her sex through her panties. She twisted her fingers into my t-shirt, tugging.

“Off,” she demanded.

I gave a feral grin, before doing as she wanted. I tugged off the shirt and felt her hands working on my belt. I let her undo it as I went back to kissing her. I lowered the unzipped dress over her shoulder, kissed her skin as I exposed it. I cupped one of her breasts over the gaping neckline of the dress. Sara moaned as she tilted her head back, her hands a little clumsy, but I didn’t mind. I wanted in her as fast as possible, but I wanted to take my time to taste her, too.

Definitely later, I promised myself.

I hooked a finger into the bra cup and tugged it out of the way. I groaned as I felt her bare breast in my palm, nipple hardened and rubbing against my skin as I massaged gently. Sara’s legs tightened around me with a gasp as I toyed with her breast.

“Please,” she whimpered, hands clenched at my shoulders. “Please, Noah.”

I let out another groan.

“I really love it when you beg for me, Sara,” I admitted in a whisper.

I pushed her hands out of the way and finished undoing my fly, then nudged my jeans down a little. The position we were in made movement hard, but I didn’t want to move. I wrapped one hand around her waist, my other hand going underneath the skirt of her dress. The skimpy panties she wore were cotton, and it was easy enough to slide the crotch out of the way.

With a bit of squirming and shifting, the head of my cock touched her entrance, and I slid inside her in one long, smooth thrust. Both of us let out a sigh once I was seated deep inside her. It had only been a couple of weeks, but I felt like an addict that had been deprived. I was so overwhelmed for a moment that I didn’t move.

The sound of our breath was loud in the room. My forehead was pressed against Sara’s, my eyes were closed, and I hugged her body to me. Her palms were pressed against my chest, and we were both still for a minute. Then, Sara patted my chest.

“Noah,” she breathed out. “Move.”

I followed her command, slowly pulled my hips back, and made Sara gasp as I did. Just as slowly, I slid back inside, and Sara moaned as her arms slid up and around my neck. She kissed me gently on the lips, and I kissed her back, continuing the slow, deep thrusts.

As the kiss deepened, and the urgency rose up once more, I started to move a little faster, fucked her a little harder with every thrust in and out of her.

Her hands slid into my hair, tugged sharply on it, a move that made me groan against her lips. I kept one arm around her waist, and I brought her other hand up to her chest to encourage her to touch her own breast. Her warm, wet walls clung to my cock, squeezed me with every thrust inside, and soon, I knew I was about to come.

I paused movement, went totally still with my cock fully inside her, pulled away from the kiss and rested my forehead against hers. My breath came ragged, and little electrical shocks ran up and down my spine with every breath.

“What’s wrong?” Sara asked, panting. “Please don’t stop.”

I shuddered out a breath, and tightened my arm around her.

“Just a little bit,” I begged. “I’m going to come.”

Sara groaned but tilted her head back against the door without saying a word. The long line of her throat was right in front of me, and I pressed my lips to it, moving slowly down. I got to her chest, kissed along the curve of her breast, then her nipple. Her chest trembled with her breaths, and I stuck out the tip of my tongue to flick the hardened bud. Sara gasped, and as her walls tightened around me, I let out a groan. I wrapped my lips around her nipple and sucked, gently nipped at it with my teeth, before I rolled it against my tongue. Little sighs and moans escaped her throat as she tightened reflexively around me, over and over.

I waited until I couldn’t take it anymore, then started to move my hips once more. I didn’t bother with the slow route. I could tell Sara wasn’t far from coming, and neither was I. I pulled my hips back, until only the head of my cock remained inside her, then slammed forward. Sara’s arms hugged my head tightly as she let out a strangled sound that could have been a scream. I set a punishing pace, fucking her hard and fast.

The pleasure in my body grew. Little shocks of electricity lit up and spread through me. My balls tightened and drew up into my body. The door rattled behind Sara’s back, and we weren't exactly quiet. If someone passed outside my door, or if my roommate was just outside, they would know exactly what we were doing. The thought only excited me more. If it weren’t clear before, everyone that mattered would know I had Sara and only Sara.

“Noah!” Sara whimpered my name, body squirming against the door as if she wanted to move against me, but I held her still, fucking into her with as much strength as I could, back and legs straining from having to keep her up at the same time. “Noah!”

“Fuck, Sara,” I groaned.

I was right at the edge, and it felt like fire washed down my spine, pleasure shooting right into my balls. Then Sara’s walls convulsed around my cock as she cried out. We clung to each other as we shuddered through our orgasms. I moved my mouth from her breast, searching out her mouth until we kissed, a little sloppily.

My body slowly calmed down from its high, Sara trembled in my arms as her body went lax. I kept her braced against the door, standing very still, feeling like any tiny movement would send me to the floor with her in my arms.