Chapter 50 Chapter 50
Chapter 50 Chapter 50
“I do,” she gave him an affirmative nod. “I think I’m ready to hear it.”
Good for her. But was he? He asked himself.
What if reminding her of that night made her hate him? What if she took it all wrong? What if it ruined everything he had achieved with her so far?
Ajax sucked a sharp breath, his temples suddenly pulsing with a terrible ache.
“Before I tell you…” he said, swallowing down a great deal of saliva and feeling his shoulders sag and tense at the same time. “I want you to answer me something honestly.”
There was no hesitation in her eyes when she urged him with a nod.
“Do you still have feelings for me?” he asked, averting his eyes towards the other part of the room, not quite able to match with hers, too afraid to find rejection in them.
Noémie said nothing.
Ajax could feel the dread in his heart spread like cancer. Rising up his throat and down his chest. Boiling in his stomach and making him want to throw up real bad.
But then something else happened.
He felt the pads of her fingertips first. Soft and cool to the touch. And when he turned to see what she was up to, her lips were pressed against his. It almost happened so quickly that the air was knocked out of his chest.
Ajax felt his heartbeat sprint like a mad horse when she got up from the bed and straddled his lap.
She held his face with her both hands and continued to suck and tug at his lips.
For a long minute, he was so stunned by her actions—the show of affection—he couldn’t react and grew stiff. Unable to move. Unable to breathe.
It was only when she pulled away and a look of horror crossed her face that he realized what the fuck had happened.
“I’m so sorry,” she panicked, probably because of his lack of participation, and hoisted herself back on her feet. I…I thought…I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have…”
Not letting her complete whatever she was about to say, Ajax pulled her back on his lap—gently, of course—and pushed his lips up against hers.
All those warm emotions he had been holding back for so long exploded inside his chest.
The sparks not only flew behind his eyes, but they also rushed through his veins.
They lit every inch of his skin on fire.
With a hand behind her neck, he held her face to an angle that gave him a better angle at her mouth while with the other he wrapped it around her waist, keeping her close, as close as it was possible.
His heart fluttered even more enthusiastically when she looped her arms around his shoulders and drove her fingers through his hair. The scrape of her fingernails turned him fucking crazier.
Ajax couldn’t help but grunt out from the back of his throat.
His chest rumbled with a satisfying groan as he tugged on her lower lip and plunged his tongue deep into her sweet mouth when she parted those lips to let out a gasp.
For so long—so long—he had wanted this, had dreamed of this, and now that he had her where he wanted her to be, he wasn’t sure if he could get enough of her taste too pure.
She was so fucking gorgeous, he wanted to eat her up.
“Ajax…” Noémie pulled away breathlessly, her dark brown eyes moistened with honest desire and sincere want.
Ajax leaned his forehead against hers, trying to catch his own breath. “Stay the night with me?”
Noémie dropped her hand from the back of his head until it rested against his heart.
He wasn’t sure what she picked up from the mad pounding of his heart, but when she nodded and sank her face into the crook of his neck, he knew there was no other place he would rather be.