The hoarse cry ripped from his chest as I tightened my lips and sucked.
New goal: Make Noah forget his own damn name so he'll shut up unless it’s to tell me how good it feels.
With a groan, I forced as much of his cock into my mouth as I could, bobbing my head over his thick length. Mouth stretched wide, I upped my pace with his husky curses and moans pushing me to work him faster. Harder.
Sucking cock wasn't as hard as I thought it might be. Was I an expert? No. What I lacked in skill, I made up for with effort. And when Noah started thrusting, moving his cock deeper in my mouth, I decided I was going to be the one who ruined him for all others.
Noah's moans were intoxicating, and I was drunk on the sound. Strong fingers dug into my shoulders and tried to push me away. "I'm gonna come."
His warning filled me with an unfamiliar hunger. I wanted his come. I slapped his hands away and he asked on gasping breaths, "Rook, are you sure? You don’t have to—"
I groaned around him. Yes, I was fucking sure. I sucked hard and his hips jerked, shoving his cock down my throat. I swallowed.
"Fuck. Fuck, Rook!" My name burst from his lips just before my mouth was flooded with his come.
He sank back into the mattress and stared down at me as I licked my lips and grinned.
"What the fuck just happened?" he asked on heaving breaths. "I can't believe you just did that."
I rose over him and dropped a kiss to his mouth before rolling beside him. Ignoring the throbbing need, leaving a sizeable tent in my boxers, I tilted my head toward him. My brows arched. "You dared me."
He looked at me like I’d lost my mind. "No, I didn't."
My brows crashed together. "Are you sure?"
A sex-drunk laugh shook his shoulders. "I don’t know why I bother with you."
Leaning forward, I gripped his sharp jaw, forcing him to look at me. "Dare or not, I fully intend to do it again. You can put that shit in your damn rulebook."
"Funny story, actually. I have no idea where it went. I packed it, but it seems to have gone missing." He stared at me accusingly. "You wouldn't happen to know anything about that, would you?"
Of course I did. It was at the bottom of my luggage where he couldn't add anything else to the stupid thing. "Sure don't."
Noah hummed. "I don't believe you. But I know a way to make you talk."
"There's nothing to talk about. Even if I did know what happened to it, which of course I don't, I'd never tell you."
His eyes narrowed. "Challenge accepted."
When Noah slid off the bed and then stripped off his shirt, leaving him completely naked, my cock jerked as I took in the miles of lightly tanned skin. His dick hung between his legs. A shower. Not a grower. Mental note taken.
He moved to stand in front of me, and my eyelids lowered as I shook my head. "My lips are sealed."
"Interesting choice of words.” Noah took hold of the band of my underwear, ripping them down my legs and tossing them on the floor. “My lips won't be. And you will talk."
Still, I shook my head. “Not telling you a thing, Stephens.”
The fire in his eyes burned hot as his gaze paused over my cock. His hands pushed at my calves until I took the hint. Bending my knees and parting my legs, I could only watch as he moved onto the mattress. He wasted no time grabbing my cock and angling it toward his mouth as he hovered over my tip.
"Where's the notebook?"
His game became clear and I glared. "You serious?"
Noah's eyes lit up with triumph. We both knew I'd crack. The first wet swipe of his tongue made my eyes roll back. The second made my legs shake.
With his lips barely dusting my tip, he paused until I focused on him again. "Tell me, and I'll blow your fucking mind. How do you feel about ass play?"
Excitement raced through my nerves. I'd shoved a finger in my ass once. While it felt good, I'd never done it again, but the idea of Noah doing it… "It’s in my fucking luggage, okay?"
He smirked. "You're a liar and a thief. Good to know."
"You asshole." Anything else I might have said was killed the moment he took my cock to the back of his throat, tightened his lips and sucked hard as he pulled off my length with a pop. “Don’t stop.”
I was not above begging when Noah’s pink lips were so damn close to my cock.
He arched a brow. "Didn't plan on it. Just thought I’d make it interesting."
That's when I felt the pad of his thumb brush against my hole. I clenched, a shiver raced down my spine and a deep groan vibrated my chest. Definitely not the same as when I’d done it to myself. I wanted more, so I shifted, giving him better access.
Noah cursed, continuing to torture me in the best way as he began stroking my cock with the other hand. "Let’s see how fast I can make you come."
“Fuck, yes.” We could take our time later. Right now, I needed fast and intense.
He took me to the back of his throat again and fireworks exploded behind my eyes. Turned out my ass was sensitive as hell. The combined sensations sent me spiraling over the edge at an embarrassing speed. I didn't even get to warn him before my balls drew tight and the orgasm barreled through my body. Every curse word I’d ever learned flung from lips as my head hit the mattress, tipped back as my body shook, jerking over and over.
Noah greedily took every drop while moaning, vibrating my overly sensitive cock.
"No more," I panted, and he released me with a satisfied smile.
"I'll be taking that notebook now."
A lazy smile curled my lips. "Doesn't matter. I have zero intention of following your rules."
“I seem to recall you making your own rule. Whenever we want right?” He arched a brow, but then his bright eyes dimmed. "But if we do that, we need one more rule. No falling in love."
My stomach and throat tightened. But the whispered denial on my lips was left unheard as he scooted off the bed.
His words from the morning he'd started writing in that stupid red notebook came back to me in a rush.
I don’t want it to feel real. I want to make sure we remember it isn’t.
Tilting my head back, I stared at the ceiling as he dug through my suitcase. I hated that fucking rulebook, but I was pondering over the real reason he'd created it. Was Noah protecting our friendship or himself? Had I unknowingly hurt him? I didn't know what to think or how to feel. But I knew I had to find out, because the newest rule? I was almost positive I'd already broken it.
Thirteen
Rook
Wearing a black, tailored suit, the only one I owned, I took my seat in the second row, closest to the aisle as I waited for the ceremony to begin. The on-site venue featured a comfortable theme of rustic elegance with the dark-stained wooden chairs and bouquets of white and red roses that were tied to the seats that lined the aisle. Behind the altar, sheer, white swaths of fabric draped from the rafters that were wrapped with garlands of greenery and twinkling lights.
The room was slowly filling with guests, but I stared out the wide uncovered windows, watching as a light snow fell from the late afternoon sky.