by Jessie Cooke
Ava drove him back to his car mostly in silence and thanked him again. Then, in her mind, he reached over and pulled her to him and kissed her again. But…it was only in her mind. In reality he smiled and reminded her to call him if she needed anything. She needed something alright and she was willing to bet that Noah would know just how to take care of all of her needs. She drove away breathless even though she knew that she was only dreaming when it came to Noah. She’d been around him long enough to know that she was the polar opposite of his “type.”
Ava had always been petite and in her head, her body still looked like a fourteen-year-old girl. Judging by the way her mother looked after giving birth to four kids…that wasn’t ever going to change even if she had a dozen of her own…at least not without a few major procedures. Noah liked the long-legged busty ones. The women he dated were not tomboys…they were real women with real sexuality. That just wasn’t Ava, and most days she was okay with that. Of course most days, she didn’t get to kiss Noah either.
She drove into her spot in front of her apartment and as she was getting out of the car, the message tone sounded on her phone. She fished it out of her purse and near the bottom of the stairs she glanced at the message. It came from an “unknown” number and it said:
“You have them all fooled. Your family thinks you’re still that good little Catholic schoolgirl. Wow, are they in for a surprise. And what about the baby, Ava? You ever think about him?” She felt like she was going to pass out…or throw up…or both. She hurled the phone across the courtyard and let it bounce against a tree. Her hands were shaking and the tears that had been threatening to fall since she’d seen Brian earlier finally began to spill down her cheeks.
“Ava?” Shit! Noah had followed her home. She swiped at her tears and turned to face him.
“Jesus, Noah. Can’t a girl have a semi-public meltdown in private anymore?”
Bless his heart, he didn’t even look like he wanted to smile. He just reached out and pulled her into his chest. He tucked her head underneath his chin and held her. Something about how good he felt brought the tears back on and she started sobbing again. She couldn’t stop even when she realized that she was soaking the front of his shirt. He didn’t say a word and he didn’t move other than the hand that was gently rubbing her back. He let her cry until she was done and when she pulled back and looked at his face, the concern that she saw in his eyes was anything but brotherly.
“Are you going to tell me or am I going to find the son of a bitch?” She just nodded and then went over and picked up her phone and led him up to her apartment. She unlocked the door and started to step inside and he stopped her. “Let me go first,” he said. She stood there in the entryway while he went room to room and turned on the lights. She was trying to remember if she had left anything out in the bathroom and if she had washed out her breakfast dishes that morning. So many things she had to worry about, and the state of her apartment was what she chose to focus on. It was just that Noah had never been inside of her apartment, and worrying about that was less traumatic than the other. When he came back into the living room he said:
“Everything looks fine.”
Ava went over and sat down on the couch and patted the cushion next to her. As soon as he sat down she just blurted out, “Brian has some compromising photos of me that he’s threatening to show to my family.” Saying it out loud made it sound so much less sinister than it did in her head. She was suddenly afraid he was going to think that she’d overreacted to the whole thing. But there was the part about the drugs and the baby…She couldn’t tell him about that part, she couldn’t tell anyone. She didn’t think that she could even force herself to say it out loud.
“Compromising as in…nude?” he said. His tone was neutral, like the one he used with his clients when he was just trying to get the facts.
“Yes, or partially. I don’t know what he has. I wasn’t the angel my parents and brothers believed me to be in college and come to find out, Brian has most of it documented in living color.”
“What does he want in return for the photos? Did he ask for money?”
“No. He wants me,” she said. “I found out he was married the entire time we were dating. I broke up with him and changed my phone number and I hadn’t talked to him since…until he showed up at my parents’ for dinner last week.”
Noah didn’t say anything. His breaths were growing faster and deeper as he listened, but Ava had no idea what he was thinking and she was already regretting that she broke down and told him.
“Where can I find him, Ava?”
“Noah…you can’t. You told me you’d leave it alone.”
He suddenly jumped up off the couch and she found herself aching to have his arms back around her.
“What did the text message say?”
“What text?” she asked. Damn it, did she get her phone?
“The one you read right before you threw your phone against the wall.”
“Oh, that was from my mom. I was still just feeling anxious…” He was heading for the door. “Where are you going?”
“To find your brother Sean. He works with this guy and they’re friends, right? He should know how to find him.”
Ava stood up. “And what then, Noah? Are you going to beat him into submission? Or maybe you can hold your gun to his head while he gives you all the copies he has of the photos. That’ll be great, but first of all, who would know if they were all the copies and second, my brother will ask questions.”
“Then tell me yourself and I won’t involve Sean…and yes, if holding a gun to his head is what it takes, then so be it.”
She went over to him and put her hand on his shoulder. His chest was heaving and the pulse in his neck was throbbing. She’d never seen him like that before. “I’m sorry that I got you involved in this, Noah…but if you do that, it will only make things worse.”
He turned to face her and the hand that was resting on his shoulder slid around to rest on his chest. She could feel the heat coming from his body and his eyes were filled with fury. She wasn’t thinking clearly…at least that was what she would tell herself later. She balled up a piece of his shirt in her fist, pulling it open at the collar. His chocolate brown eyes were dark with the passion he was feeling. She thought the passion was anger at what Brian was doing…but it was manifesting itself in other ways. He put his arm behind her and pulled her body hard into his chest. She let out an involuntary little sound, but he cut it off with his mouth. The touch of his lips was intoxicating and she completely gave herself over to the overwhelming sensations that were tearing through her body. His body was raw masculinity and power and she couldn’t recall ever wanting anything more than she wanted him at that very second. Her body was molded against his and she couldn’t breathe. His tongue was penetrating her mouth and moving in languid, sensuous motions and she felt like she was drunk. Her hands were exploring the muscles rippling through his shirt across his back and down his broad shoulders and he growled from low in his throat when she let them slide slowly underneath the hem of his polo shirt in back, touching the hot, bare skin there. His thick, hard arousal was more than evident against her and she had to have him…the consequences be damned.
As soon as she had that thought, he pulled away abruptly. She let out a strange little squeak…or maybe it was a whimper. Either way, she felt it in her chest.
“Jesus,” he said, out of breath. He let those sexy eyes rake over her and then he said, “I keep doing that, I’m sorry, Ava.”
In a breathless voice of her own and emboldened by passion she said, “You keep apologizing for it too. Man up, Campbell. You want this or not?”
That did the trick. Her body was trembling with desire, practically convulsing as his lips moved around to graze her ear. In the sexiest whisper she’d ever heard he said:
“I want to make you scream in ecstasy worse than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life.”
7
Noah had no clear recollectio
n of how they made it from the living room into Ava’s bedroom, but she’d issued him a challenge and there was going to be no stopping him then. Once they were there he pulled her back against him and trapped her tiny body between his body and the door. He could see raw desire on her face and he completely ignored the voices that were screaming out that she was vulnerable tonight and she didn’t know what she wanted.
He let his mouth find hers again and he nibbled like a starving man on that full, sexy bottom lip of hers. Heat was coursing through his body, it was like his head exploded and the blood running through his veins was hot, molten lava. He devoured her mouth and her tongue in fierce kisses like a starving man and while he did that, she pushed up his shirt and she was like a blind woman reading Braille, tracing her fingers and the palms of her hands across every ridge of first his back and then his chest and finally his abdomen, which made him jerk like he was having a seizure.
He picked her up and lifted her over onto the bed. He laid her down on it, and that was the first time he’d gotten a good look at it. It wasn’t very big at all.
“Is this the only bed you have?” She was looking up at him and as soon as the words were out of his mouth, she started laughing. He loved the sound of her laugh, even when she was making fun of him. It was one of those things about her that made Mr. Happy do his dance in Noah’s pants throughout the day…just one.
“No. There’s another one in the closet. Do you want me to get it out?” She was such a sarcastic little wench sometimes and Noah had no idea why it turned him on so much. He scooped her back up and she let out a surprised squeak as he swung her around and sat her on the desk against the wall behind them. He pushed a knee between hers and separated her luscious thighs and lifted her skirt so that he could look at her. She was wearing dark red panties and Noah could see the outline of her lips against the wet spot in the middle.
He kissed her again as he unbuttoned the blouse she was wearing. The buttons were so tiny and delicate that he got frustrated and almost just ripped it off of her. She realized his angst and placing her small hand over his she said, “Here, let me.” He was happy to give up the job and she had it unbuttoned and shrugged off in seconds. Her little lace bra matched her panties and her taut nipples were pressing against it. He heard himself growl out something about how badly he wanted her and that got him another hungry kiss from her as she tugged at his shirt. He stepped back and pulled it off. She unhooked her bra from the back with one hand at the same time. When he got the shirt off his head her beautiful little breasts had spilled out and his breath was completely taken away.
Noah began raining kisses across her pretty face and down her jawline to her neck. His mouth finally made its way to her gorgeous nipples and he captured the tip of one in his mouth. She had her hands on his back and he felt the scrape of her fingernails as he sucked it in. He let his other hand stroke and knead the curves of her other breast and she arched her back and moaned, sending him to another dimension. His tongue was swirling and flicking across her nipple and he let his teeth scrape gently across it every so often just because he loved the way it made her shudder and wiggle her hips and push into his erection…he needed more. He reached between her smooth thighs and grabbed the crotch of her soaking wet panties and pulled. The delicate material ripped off into his hand and he tossed it aside and let one of his fingers dip into her. She was moaning loudly then and spurring him on. He slid his finger inside and felt her tight muscles clamp themselves down around it while his thumb ran in circles across her engorged clit.
He brought his face back up to hers and watched her reaction as he slid in a second finger. With his other hand he reached up and took her hair the rest of the way down, letting it spill across her shoulders. He wrapped his fist up in it the way he’d wanted to for so long and used it to guide her mouth back to his. He tugged on that silky, sexy hair while his fingers moved in and out of her and his thumb continued its pressure against her clit. She was making the sexiest sounds and his cock was throbbing so hard with each sound that for the first time since he was sixteen, he wasn’t sure that he was going to get his pants off and get inside of her in time, especially when he began to feel the spasms of her tight folds against his fingers. She was going to cum on his hand. He increased his pace and she moved her hips, pounding into his fist. She cried out Noah’s name and he really thought it was all over for him and Mr. Happy.
“Oh God, Noah, I’m cumming. Oh God! Please don’t stop. Don’t stop!” He didn’t stop, even after she cried out and let her face fall into the hollow of his neck, he slowed his pace but continued to let his fingers slide in and out of her until he had worked her completely through it. She cried out again as he pulled his fingers out, and he put his mouth over hers and claimed the sound.
When he broke the kiss and looked at her face, she was flushed and her beautiful chest was heaving, trying to suck in enough air to breathe. She still had her eyes closed, but a slow smile spread across her face as she said, “If we break the bed, I’ll buy a new one. I need you, Noah. I need you so bad.” Her voice was deep and husky and it was a rare moment that Ava admitted to needing anything; Noah wasn’t going to waste it. He scooped her up and she pressed her naked body into him and wrapped her arms around his neck as he carried her back over and laid her gently onto the little bed. He unbuttoned his jeans as he watched her unzip the skirt and pull it off. He slid off his pants and then his boxers, letting his poor, aching cock free at last. She hadn’t taken her eyes off of his face the entire time. She reached for him and he took a step back.
“I’m sorry. You’re so fucking hot, Ava. If you touch me…I won’t make it. I need to be inside of you.” She smiled and reached up for him then instead. He lowered himself down and took her breast into his mouth on the way. She shuddered as he began to lick and tease it. His blood felt like it was on fire and he was literally afraid of penetrating her. He was afraid that everything was going to explode, his head included. He swirled and sucked her nipple while his hands explored every soft, sexy inch of her body…until he heard her say in the sexiest, huskiest voice possible:
“Please, Noah…now….” She was so out of breath she couldn’t form an entire sentence, and he loved knowing that he had done that to her. He let his finger slide back into her, and her body jerked and she cried out again. He straightened up and lifted her under her arms and put her in the middle of the bed. It creaked underneath his weight as he climbed up on top of her. He didn’t care if it broke or if it fell through the floor. He wasn’t going to stop until he felt her soft, wet pussy wrapped around his cock. He plunged his tongue back into her mouth as he lined himself up with her opening. He was ready to plunge when suddenly he had a rational thought. Reluctantly breaking the kiss he said:
“Do you want me to use a condom?”
“I won’t get pregnant. Do you have any diseases?” He couldn’t help it; he laughed. She was too fucking much.
“Last checkup was all clear.”
“Then quit talking and get busy, Campbell.” He put his tongue back inside of her hot mouth and plunged into her. His head was exploding as he felt her muscles wrapping themselves around his cock like a custom made glove. He was moaning against her mouth and she was clutching onto him, raising her hips up off the bed to meet his. She wanted it all and he felt more than obliged to give it to her. He let it slide into her hot, wet tunnel until he hit bottom. She bit down on his bottom lip when he did and he felt her shudder and shake and another hot gush of wetness surged out from between her legs. She’d already had another orgasm. This girl was going to kill him. He moved slowly, until he felt her relax, and then he started picking up his pace. He pulled back from her sweet lips and put his hands down on her hips and looked at her face as he pushed into her.
“Open your eyes, Ava.” She opened them and those green jewels locked into his. “Look at me, beautiful. Watch me make love to you.”
She dug her fingers into his shoulders and lifted her hips to meet his with each th
rust. He would pull back slowly and then drive himself into that sweet pussy, the whole time not taking his eyes off her face. He was getting off on watching her…seeing the pleasure with each thrust of his cock. He moved quicker and she gasped. She pulled him in deeper each time and it was only minutes before the violent orgasm ripped through him and his body convulsed and he groaned out loudly. The orgasm went on and on. The fact that it was Ava and he was skin to skin with her, no barrier…God, just that thought caused another surge to release. When the orgasm finally ended, he left himself deep inside of her and reached underneath her sweet ass, which he would have to pay much more attention to next time…Shit! What if this was his only chance? He had to block that thought out of his head. If this was his only chance, he was going to savor it.
“Wrap me up in your legs, Ava.”
She did as he asked without hesitation. Her arms came up and wrapped around his neck and he felt the smooth silk of her thighs as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He let his own legs and feet find the floor and he stood up, taking her with him. He carried her into the little bathroom, still connected to her, and the movements sent aftershocks racing through him, culminating in explosions in his brain.
8
Ava had no idea what Noah was planning when he carried her into the bathroom, and she didn’t care. At that point, he could take her anywhere and do anything. She had her face buried in his neck and she could feel his cock still twitching inside of her as he slid the shower curtain open and held onto her with one hand while he reached in and turned the water on and adjusted the temperature. When he was satisfied with that, he stepped in, still taking her with him. She felt the water caress her back and then cried out as he turned and pinned her against the cold tiles of the wall. She could feel his erection growing again and she wrapped her legs tighter around him. He leaned down and licked at the water that had beaded across her chest between her breasts and down towards her stomach. Then he brought his mouth back up and took possession of hers, kissing her hungrily as he started moving his hips, slamming his hard cock into her over and over. His moves were harder now, more urgent and demanding. Her body moved with his and the feel of him inside of her was like a fire as it ripped and raged through a building. It took control of her and she let it…She wanted it to consume her. The water cascaded down over them both and the combination of that and his intense thrusts had her dangling off the edge of a cliff. She was slamming her hips into him trying to meet his demands when she felt the orgasm take hold. She leaned her head back into the tile and cried out his name.