“Fix it? More like redesign the whole damn thing. I want all engineers reporting to me, and I want the specs of this tin can from its initial design to current.”
“You got it, Ark.”
The older man turned in our direction sensing our presence. “Great, you’re both here. Come meet our new head engineer.”
Noah turned in my direction and snarled as soon as he saw me. “You,” he said, pointing to me. “Outside now!”
“Ark!” The older man shouted after Noah as he charged towards me. “What the hell are you doing? That’s Olivia Sampson. She’s our new VP of operations.”
“Yeah, well, she’s also my fucking girlfriend. Stay out of it.”
It was like I was in some kind of crazy dream. Noah was here, snarling at me as if I had done something wrong. When, instead, I should have been shouting at him and demanding that he get off my rig.
“What are you doing here?” I finally managed to say as he reached me. He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the control center. “You shouldn’t be here.”
I had no choice but to follow him outside, down a walkway to another set of doors that took us through the galley and beyond where the barracks were located. There were some men lingering around the area, but they must have seen Noah’s face and they immediately moved out.
Then he opened one of the doors to the private quarters, which I assumed was his given his comfort level at practically shoving me inside. He slammed the door behind him then advanced on me until I bumped into the single bunk and fell back on to it.
“What are you doing here?” I asked again my anger finally overtaking my shock.
“Oh no, you don’t get to ask the questions.” He pulled the heavy wool sweater over his head even as he started kicking his boots off. “Get naked now!”
“I will not! Not until you tell me why you are here.”
“Olivia,” he growled. “Do not fight me on this. I haven’t been inside you in two fucking months. Naked. Now.”
A wave of anger and desire hit me at the same time. Noah was here. Noah was pushing his pants down his legs. Noah’s thick, beautiful cock was hard and right there. Not half a world away. I scrambled off the bed and dropped to my knees in front of him.
There was no hesitation. No foreplay. I simply took him inside my mouth sucking him as deep as I could even as his hands gripped either side of my head. His heat, his taste. I never thought I would have it again. Never imagined hearing his gut-wrenching moans above me.
I pushed against him, taking him deeper than I thought I could, deeper than was comfortable but it didn’t matter. I wanted to swallow him whole. Noah was here. I didn’t know how, I didn’t know why, I only knew the pain that had been swirling around my heart for weeks was gone.
All the crazy fire I normally felt around Noah was back. I didn’t realize how alive it made me feel. How dead inside I had been without him.
“Enough,” Noah groaned, pulling away from me. “I’m not going to last and I’m coming inside you.”
I scrambled onto the bed pulling my sweater over my head, while Noah knelt next to the bed pulling off my boots. I pushed up my tank top up and over my head even as he started stripping me of my jeans.
The second I was naked I felt him cover me. I spread my legs welcoming him between them.
“Noah!” I said, arching my back, begging him to take me.
“No, I need to work you up first. You’re not ready for me,” he said, shaking his head as if he was trying establish some semblance of control. I didn’t want that. I wanted him as wild and as out of control as he’d been the first time we’d done this. And I definitely didn’t need foreplay. I was wet the second I heard his voice.
I reached between us and found his cock, urging him closer to my pussy. “Please. I need you inside me. I’m ready.”
“Fuck,” he muttered then slid inside me, both of us groaning as our bodies connected.
I could feel the tears coming even as Noah started to pump deep and heavy inside me.
“Noah,” I cried into his neck.
“Fuck, Olivia,” he groaned barely holding his weight off me with his forearms so he could fuck me into the bed. I was surrounded by him. The feel of his hairy chest abrading my breasts, his heavy thighs between my legs, his bare cock so deep inside me I felt filled to the point of bursting.
And then I did burst from the inside out, wrapping myself around him and squeezing him with my whole body in a way that made my orgasm last and last. Until he was snapping his hips against me, grunting into my neck and I knew he was with me. With me in a way that made me think he would never leave me again.
He let his full weight drop on me and it was like this warm, delicious mass pressing me into the bed. I relished this moment. When Noah Aikens was made weak by me.
