He drops my legs and leans over me again, grabbing my chin and slamming his lips to mine as he drives into me harder and I cry out into his kiss as I claw at his back, my body on the brink of an earth shattering orgasm. Pulling back, he places his fingers over the scar on my hip as he meets my eyes.
“Who do you belong to, Kady?”
“You.”
He nods. “Damn fucking right, you do. You are mine. From the moment I first saw you until you take your last breath, there is only one man you belong to and he’s the one inside you right now.”
“Oh, god!” I scream, my hips arching off the bed and my legs shaking as my release roars through me like a freight train - every muscle in my body contracting before sweet relief washes over me and I relax into the bed as Noah groans and his cock pulses inside me. Gasping for breath, he leans down and kisses me again, sweat rolling down the sides of his face but I don’t even care. I grab his face and kiss him with all the love I feel for him, all the years we’ve shared, and all the memories we still have to make together.
“I love you, Kady, baby,” he whispers against my lips and I nod, tears stinging my eyes again but this time, they’re happy tears.
“I love you more.”
He scoffs as he pulls back to look at me with a dubious expression on his face. “Highly fucking unlikely.”
“Just because I’m in such a good mood right now, I won’t argue with you.”
“Holy shit,” he whispers, grabbing me as he looks around the room dramatically. “Hell just froze over, babe.”
I grab the pillow next to me and smash it into his face. “Don’t push your luck, Bub.”
Laughing, he rolls next to me and pulls me into his arms before kissing my bare skin. I sigh and cuddle closer as my eyes close.
“You know what we need now, don’t you?” he asks and I crack open one eye to look at him.
“What?”
He grins. “Pancakes. You got any mix here?”
“Um… who is going to make these pancakes?” I ask, arching a brow. I have a very vivid memory of Noah almost burning our house down the one and only time he tried to cook for me. He looks up at me with what I can only describe as puppy dog eyes and I shake my head.
“Oh, no. It’s the weekend. That means I don’t go to work and I don’t cook.”
He pouts. “But I’m hungry.”
“How about we get dressed and I take you to my favorite little cafe not far from here? They have the best pastries.”
“Okay, you talked me into it,” he answers, throwing the covers back and jumping out of bed like someone lit his ass on fire. I laugh as he grabs his jeans from the floor and pulls them on. I slip out of bed and arch a brow.
“Eager?”
“Did you not hear the part where I said I was hungry?”
I shake my head. “No. Just didn’t expect such dramatics from you.”
“Dramatics, huh?” he growls playfully as he starts stalking around the bed to me and I let out a squeak as I try to decide where to run.
Shit!
When he’s halfway to me, my gaze locks onto the bathroom in front of me. Screeching, I book it, running toward the bathroom with everything I have and just when I think I’ve made it, he hooks an arm around my waist and growls as he buries his face in my neck, pretending to bite me.
“Noah!” I scream, flailing as his teeth sink into my skin. He carries me back to the bed and throws me on the mattress before looming over me.
“Maybe I’ll just eat you, little red riding hood.”
I laugh. “And that makes you the big bad wolf in this situation?”
“You doubt me?” he asks, feigning an offended look as I smile up at him. “I think I’m going to have to show you.”
His lips stretch into a grin that shows off all his teeth before he leans in, growling and snaps at me. I giggle as I shove him off me.
“You’re ridiculous.”
He shrugs as he plops down on the bed next to me and I get up again, grabbing my yoga pants off the floor before I grab some panties out of the drawer.
“Hey, in all seriousness,” he says as he pulls his t-shirt over his head. “There is something I wanted to talk to you about.”
I nod as I pull my pants up. “Shoot.”
“After what happened at dinner last night… what do you think about staying at the clubhouse?”
I grab a shirt off the chair in the corner before turning to study him. We would probably be safer at the clubhouse but the thought of being trapped there until we find a way to deal with Oliver feels similar to being trapped in the apartment and I shake my head.
“I can’t, Noah. I would feel like a prisoner all over again.”
He holds his hand out to me. “Come here, baby.”
I pull my shirt over my head and cross the room to him, allowing him to pull me into his arms as he looks up at me.
“I just want to keep you safe, Kady.”
I nod. “I know and I’m game for mostly anything you need to do to accomplish that… just not staying there. I can’t be a prisoner again.”
“Okay,” he sighs, reaching up and slipping his fingers into my hair as he cradles the side of my face. “I really fucking don’t like it but I understand. Just promise me that, if I’m not with you, you’ll be extra careful and we need to talk about having a couple of the guys watch over you when I can’t.”
“I’ll concede on the first request and we’ll talk about the second one.”
He rolls his eyes and pushes off the bed, unwilling to release me as he stands. “Stubborn ass woman.”
“Isn’t that why you love me?” I flash him a grin and he shakes his head as he fights back a smile of his own.
“No.”
“Liar.”
He gives me a little shove. “Let’s go before you start in with the foreplay again. I’m fucking starving.”
Laughing, I grab his hand as we walk out into the living room together and a feeling of contentment washes over me. If you take Oliver out of the picture, our life is looking pretty damn good about now. I just hope it lasts.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Noah
“Hey,” I say as I climb out of the truck and close the door. “I’m just calling to check in on you.”
She sighs and I swear I can feel her rolling her eyes at me. “Noah. You left like fifteen minutes ago and you made poor Storm leave his wife and baby to come over here and babysit me. I’m fine.”
“Did he complain about it?”
She sighs again. “Storm, tell Noah that you’re fed up with his shit.”
“Happy to do it, brother!” he yells, his voice muffled and I laugh as Kady growls into the phone.
“Y’all are thick as thieves now, huh?”
I laugh again as I glance down the street and cross it. “Guess so.”
“Whatever. Just get off the phone and run your damn errands. I’ll be here when you get back.”
“Yes, ma’am,” I answer as I reach the sidewalk. “When did you get so damn sassy?”
“Keep it up, LeBlanc. Maybe I’ll decide to spank you this time,” she quips and Storm laughs in the background. I glance up at the jewelry store and sigh.