CHAPTER 50
LILY’S POV
Something intense flared through my entrancement and I didn’t know when I threw myself at him, hugging him tightly. He didn’t retract like I had thought. Instead, he hugged me back, both of us seeking solace in the comfort of each other.
I didn’t know how long we stayed that way but it was for quite a long time. I buried myself in the depths of his neck, resisting the urge to break down in tears. His masculine scent, an intoxicating mix of cedar wood and spice filled my senses, distracting the tears from flowing and making me feel better. He had his hands wrapped around the small of my waist possessively like he didn’t want to let go.
When I pulled away slightly and met his gaze, all I could picture were his lips, his gentle needy eyes, and the clear-cut lines of his face. We stayed still, observing each other intensely. More like photographing each other, our heavy breaths crashing and mingling.
“I should get going now and leave you to rest,” he said with that heavy breath, his soft gaze unflinching on mine.
I could hear the erratic beating of his heart against his chest which was making his breathing unsteady. It was startling to know that a powerful man like him, always so serious with work, could be this way-so vulnerable, so unmistakably nervous. I had him at the tip of my fingers. In this state, I could do to him whatever I wanted. I could take advantage of him.
“No…” I managed to say, my voice equally raspy. “Don’t leave yet. Stay a little longer.”
His lips parted and his brows raised in slight shock like he wasn’t expecting me to say that. “Are you sure?”
I nodded like a child.
For years, I haven’t been this intimate with a man. Though I tried to act like I was unaffected, I won’t deny it was taking a toll on me my sex life to be precise. Not to mention I was ovulating.
Fuck, Lily… This is not the time to be thinking about this. Get yourself together.
After everything I suffered at the hands of Robert, I hardened my heart, vowing not to fall for another man especially when the man had a lot of similarities to Robert. But at that moment, I wasn’t thinking straight. Something was fucking wrong with me. Inside my body and I couldn’t stop it.
The next thing I knew, I crashed my lips into his, devouring him like a greedy tigress. It caught him off guard but he didn’t pull away. He liked the feistiness. He kissed me as much as I kissed him, his lips wrapping and pressing warmly against mine while my tongue delved deep, exploring the insides of his mouth.
We moved around impatiently on the bed as if we couldn’t get enough of each other. He was in a laid-back position while I knelt on top of him, my legs on both sides of his, enclosing them. My hands tangled in his hair, ravaging it out of shape while his hands pooled around the dip of my waist, pressing me tight against the hardness of his body. He handled me with ease yet firmness like I weighed nothing, my body slithering in his grip.
With a surge of urgency, I yanked off his tank top, tossing it to an unknown destination. I proceeded to unbutton the shirt I had on while he tried to remove his sweatpants. Just then, a loud crash echoed through the room-a sudden shattering sound that made me flinch and jump off him instantly.
The moment we realized it was the empty food tray he had kept on top of the bed earlier, we laughed at our clumsiness and foolishness. But that didn’t stop us as we continued with what we were doing.
I undid all the buttons of my shirt and took it off along with my flimsy underwear, revealing my true form to him. The pupils of his eyes dilated as he looked at me like I was a goddess descended from heaven.
“You’re truly beautiful, Lily,” He said, his mesmerized gaze soaking in the length of my body.
“I know,” a mischievously seductive grin curved my lips.
Robert never for once looked at me that way. He never admired me. It was one of the best feelings in the world to know that someone valued your body like it was an outstanding work of art.
Noah took off his sweatpants and boxer shorts before grabbing a pack of condoms from the drawer of the nightstand.
“Are you sure about this, Lily?” He asked for the umpteenth time, breathless with desire.
“Yes…” I nodded as I wrapped my hands around the back of his neck, dipping to claim his lips again.
I knew this wasn’t the right thing to do especially at a time like this when we were meant to be working towards finding out who it was that wanted me dead. My mind was saying no but my body was saying yes! I couldn’t stop it even if I tried. And Noah wanted it as much as I did, perhaps even more. It was as if he had been waiting for this moment for long. So there was no stopping this.
The moment his hard member nudged the entrance of my wet hole as I guided it in, I swallowed a heavy gasp and shuddered, turbulent waves of pleasure enveloping me. It’s been so long that I forgot the feeling. It felt so fucking good!
He placed his hands on both sides of my hips, guiding my thrusts while I placed mine on his shoulders for support, staring deep into his eyes as I steadily increased my speed. His member pressed in deep, exploring every part of my insides, driving to the hilt and hitting several sensitive spots.
“Fuck yes…” My head threw back against the ceiling as I whimpered in between moans, revelling in the feeling now with no trace of regret. Since Robert was married to that bitch and fucking her every night for the past nine years, what stops me from doing this, even if it’s just for a night?