Enchanted (The Accidental Billionaires #4)(65)

Over and over.

Faster and faster.

I felt taken, and the relief of that was so amazing that I could already feel my climax building.

“Fuck me,” I moaned, grinding down each time he pummeled inside me.

I reached for oblivion, and it found me in the slapping of our skin coming together, and the wild, carnal motion of our bodies.

“Noah!” I cried out, almost frightened by the intensity of the emotions welling up inside me.

He reached up and supported me as he rolled until he was on top of me, his body covering mine. Noah never missed a beat as he kept up a punishing rhythm, his cock pounding inside me like he couldn’t and wouldn’t ever stop.

I wrapped my legs tightly around him, needing him closer.

The feel of his damp, hot, naked skin sliding against mine was agonizingly sweet.

I felt . . . completely consumed.

I couldn’t get enough of him.

My fingernails dug into his back as I tried to climb inside his soul.

“You’re mine, Andie,” he growled as he reached underneath me and grabbed my ass with one hand, trying to tilt my hips so he could go a little bit deeper. “You’ll always be mine.”

He was going to be mine, too. Forever. I felt that knowledge deep inside my being.

My orgasm was rolling toward me, and I couldn’t answer. I bit down on his shoulder, trying to show him that I wasn’t going anywhere.

“Fuck, yeah,” he groaned, like he reveled in the fact that I’d just claimed him as mine without a single word.

I exploded into the carnality of our fierce joining, my heart soaring as my body shook with the force of my release.

“Noah! I love you!” I screamed with abandon.

My walls spasmed and clamped down hard on his cock.

“Love you, too, baby. So. Damn. Much.” His voice was harsh, and he groaned as I milked him to his own hot release.

He rolled off me and jerked me to his side as we recovered, both of us huffing to find our breath.

After we’d recovered, I had no desire to move. Noah and I were cocooned together, and I sighed happily as he murmured words of love and adoration next to my ear.

I was at peace in a way I hadn’t ever been before, and it was all because of the gloriously naked man who was holding me, showing me how much I meant to him.

“I don’t want to get up,” I confessed. “But the bed is wet.”

“Then we’ll just find another one,” he muttered as he nuzzled the side of my neck. “I have plenty of them in this house.”

I snorted. “Are you planning on trying every bed in this place?”

“If that’s what it takes to keep you in one,” he agreed.

I turned to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. “I think I probably need to shower first. I still have the chemicals from the hot tub all over me.”

“I’d be up for that,” he muttered. “Literally.”

I laughed. Noah was a strong, virile guy, and I had no doubt he could rise to the occasion. “You just got beat up in a car accident a week ago,” I reminded him playfully.

“And I’ve been waiting to get you naked for weeks,” he said earnestly. “Which one do you think takes priority?”

“Aren’t you sore? You just picked me up and lugged me up a flight of stairs, and then got a serious workout.”

He combed my hair absently with his fingers. “I’m too damn happy to feel any pain.”

I sighed. “Why did you wait so long? If I hadn’t seduced you, how long were you planning to keep us in a state of frustration?”

“It’s been hell,” he admitted. “But I didn’t want to screw everything up by pushing you into bed too soon. You’re too important to me, Andie. I knew damn well that the minute you decided to get intimate, I was done pretending that I could wait to call you mine.”

“Were you pretending?” I asked curiously.

“My feelings never changed,” he said hoarsely. “So yeah, it was a pretense in that sense. My end goal was to have you fully committed. Heart, mind, soul, and body. I was willing to do whatever I had to do to achieve that. But I can tell you that I wasn’t going to wait much longer. It was killing me.”

I’d never been a real believer in insta-lust or insta-love, but I’d probably fallen for Noah soon after I’d seen him on that jet, his head in his computer, a frantic expression on his handsome face.

I’m not sure how things would have gone had I never had leukemia, and never been terrified of long-term commitments. I wasn’t entirely sure we wouldn’t be married already.

“You didn’t have to wait,” I told him. “I’ve been crazy about you since day one, Noah. I learned my lesson as soon as we spent that week apart from each other. I wanted to dive in headfirst, but I was still scared. None of my hesitation was ever about you, or the way I felt about you.”

“I know,” he said huskily. “I just wanted you to be sure. I’m so damn in love with you that I can’t even stand thinking about you not being there with me in the future.”

“No fear,” I said in a coaxing voice. “Not anymore. I want to live every single day with you like it’s my last, even if it’s not.”

My heart swelled with love for the man who had been willing to wait, willing to be stubbornly persistent until I was ready.