I lean over her, my hands planted on the bed on either side of her head, and pick up the pace. She holds onto my biceps and wraps her legs around my hips. “Who knew the saint had a dark side?” she teases.
“Don’t you know? There are always two sides.” I take her lips, kissing her deeply while driving myself into her over and over. The tighter she holds me, the harder I go, punishing us both for taking this to the next level,again,for wanting to make this more, and for having no other choice but to do so.
She had a hold on me the minute she walked in, and I wasn’t going to be happy until I was right here. Inside her.
Our moans tangle in the air. We move like we’ve done this a hundred times, and yet every second feels brand new. Every second feels like fire, and every second feels like she’s someone I can trust. With the good, the bad, with all of it.
And I don’t just feel I can; I really want to. I've only had Dante, who holds all my secrets. But with Noelle, it feels different.
I sit back on my knees, her legs draped over mine, and grab her waist as I drive into her, her tits shaking with every thrust. My breath is coming out in gasps, and sweat drips down my back.
“Oh, god. Keep going,” she breathes out.
She reaches down to where we’re joined, her fingers sliding over my cock with every thrust in and out. Her touch is electric, and I’m ready to burst. “Touch your clit, I want us coming at the same time.”
My eyes zero in on her pointer and middle finger as she rubs herself in small circles. I grip her thighs tight, my balls drawing up, and that tingling sensation racing up my spine.With two more deep thrusts, I call out, my cock so hard it hurts, and when she follows right behind me, her pussy contracting around me, it soothes me, bringing us both down from a high I never knew existed.
I fall forward onto her, shivering as she slowly rotates her hips under me. I kiss her again before reaching for her hand and sucking on her two fingers. Her lips roll in, and she closes her eyes.
I’m in way too deep.
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We lie tangled afterward, bodies bare and slick with sweat, hearts finally beating in a slow rhythm together. Her head rests on my chest. My arm’s around her waist. Not tight enough to keep her, but tight enough to admit I don’t want to let go.
I stare at the ceiling and try to recall every word I whispered and shouted tonight. I told her what I did. I said the words. I admitted what my dad did, how I handled it, and how I thought I’d buried it. I believe she’s digging for the truth, even though it's scary. I have to believe Noelle isn’t being malicious. But did I say too much?
The mention of Eva and that company has me on edge. How would my sister be a part of this? There's no way she knew anything. Sure, she knew Dad had a problem. She knew the college money was gone, but I did receive some scholarships. She never asked if it was enough. I just assumed she thought it was covered.
But she’s a sports manager, and she’s the one who handled my investigation. She runs a huge company, taking on kids just like me at that age. If she dug around and asked questions, I'm sure she could find out anything.
Just like Noelle did.
We don’t speak. We just lie together, and I can’t helpbut wonder if, in her mind, she’s writing an article anyway about the lies I kept buried.
But tonight? Tonight wrecked every line I said I'd never cross because I admitted what I’ve kept hidden. I swore I’d never get involved with someone too close to the game. I said I’d never jeopardize my family or myself by ever mentioningthatgame. I said I'd never bring a woman into my life while I was still involved with the club.
But Noelle. She makes me want to talk; she makes me feel safe. For a moment, anyway.
Now, I’m doubting it all.
Can we wake up tomorrow and continue as if this lie had never been mentioned?
I already know the truth. Tonight changed everything, yet nothing at all. I’m still a liar, and I’m still placing bets, but now, I’ve just opened the door to letting it all escape.
29
Noelle
Here we go again, is my first thought as I wake, the sun streaming in through the windows. My body is sore in all the right ways, replaying everything about Nik from last night.
Only this morning? He isn’t lying next to me. I lay still, letting our conversation run through my mind again. His dad owed money; he saved him, but now he's gotten tangled up in a dangerous life, and who's going to save him from it? There's still something more here, something behind the scenes that isn’t adding up. I just hope he’ll let me help figure this out.
If Eva knew, or if she was somehow involved, would it change things?
I sit up and see the T-shirt with his name on the back. I grab it, sliding it on and head to the bathroom.A few minutes later, I’m a little more awake and walk down the hall, but pause when I hear Nik on the phone.
“Yo, you ready for this weekend?”
