I look around with wide eyes, taking in the cherry blossom trees at the park, the water in front of us and the sun shining down on us. “This is perfect,” I whisper.
Noah grins at me and holds up the picnic basket he brought. “It’s the perfect place to just relax and enjoy our time together.”
I watch him as he lays down the blanket he brought and unpacks the wine and snacks we stole from Aria and Gray, before sitting down and offering me his hand. I take it with a smile.
I lean against him, and he wraps his arm around me, the two of us staring at the water. I wonder if he feels the way I do. Is he as happy in this moment as I am?
“I wanted this with you,” he says, his voice soft. “When we went to that vineyard… I kept wishing it was just the two of us. I’d have loved to go wine tasting with you, stroll through the place with your hand in mine. I wanted to call you mine then, but I couldn’t.”
He looks at me in a way he never has before, and my heart skips a beat. Yeah… Noah is feeling exactly what I’m feeling. “I’m yours now,” I whisper, wishing it could stay that way. “This day, this moment… it’s ours.”
He nods and leans in, pressing a lingering kiss to my temple. “I don’t want this week to end,” he tells me, and I swallow hard, trying my best to push aside the sorrow I feel. Noah raises his hand to my face, his touch gentle as he brushes my hair behind my ear.
I love him. There’s no doubt in my mind. The feelings I have for him can’t be described in any other way.
I bite down on my lip and rise to my knees before straddling him and settling in his lap. Noah smiles at me and places his hands on my waist, his eyes on mine. The way he looks at me… I’m tempted to believe he loves me too.
“Thank you,” I whisper. “For today. For this week.”
He looks away, hearing the words I left unsaid. Thank you for the memories. I inhale shakily and thread one hand through his hair, cupping his cheek with the other. Noah’s eyes meet mine, and the need in them matches my own.
I lean in, my lips hovering over his. I press a featherlight kiss to his lips, once, twice, before kissing him fully.
Noah groans against my lips and tightens his grip on me, kissing me back slowly, deeply. He takes his time with me, his touch different from before. He’s got my heart racing, and I find myself wishing that his is too.
He pulls away a little, his forehead dropping to mine. “I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you,” he whispers. “I’m addicted, well and truly. I need you, Amara. All of you.”
His lips drop back to mine, and this time his kiss is more frantic, his desperation as strong as mine. His hands slide up my body, until he’s got his thumbs resting underneath my breasts, drawing circles on my skin. “Tell me you’re naked underneath this dress,” he whispers against my lips. I laugh and nod, enjoying the feel of him underneath me. I love knowing how much he wants me. Everything about this moment is perfect. The desire sizzling between us, the emotions we’re both not voicing… I just know this is going to be one of those moments I’ll always remember.
Noah smiles and reaches for the picnic bag, taking out the toy we used last night. “I had a feeling you’d seduce me,” he says, smirking. “The park is mostly empty, but that could change any second. This thing… I think we could both come without moving much if we use this.”
I grin and undo his jeans, covering us both up with my dress. “I corrupted you, Dr. Grant.”
He laughs, but his smile melts away when I attach the ring. I chuckle as I turn it on, loving the power I’ve got over him. “I wanted this too,” I tell him. “At the vineyard… I wanted you to bend me over and fuck me right there against that tree. Driving you crazy with my mouth was nice, but it wasn’t enough.”
I lift myself up and position him underneath me, a teasing smile on my face. “I guess it’s only right that you make up for not giving me what I wanted that day,” I say, slowly sinking down on him, until he’s filling me up.
“I wanted this then,” he murmurs. “I always want you. I wanted you from the very second you walked into my office. You’re the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen, and I was hooked. With every interaction since then, you’ve just cemented your place in my mind further. I’m always thinking about you, Amara. I always want you. Fuck, I think you bewitched me, because I sure am fucking addicted to you.”
I smile and roll my hips, enjoying the way he bites down on his lip. “The feeling is entirely mutual, Noah.”
I wrap my hand in his hair and lean in to kiss him. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of kissing Noah. His hands roam over my body, settling on my ass. He squeezes tightly, and I gasp when he lifts me up, only to pull me back down with force, his cock driving me insane.
“How does that feel, baby? Can you feel the vibrations? Is this thing pressing against your clit?”
I nod and rotate my hips, enjoying the way Noah bites down on his lip. I love seeing him lose his mind over me.
He thrusts up, pushing deeper into me, his arms wrapped around me. Sitting her with him, face-to-face with him buried so deep inside me… this is perfection.
“Oh God,” I whisper, my hands on his shoulders. There’s something about this moment, being out here in the open, barely able to move.
Noah freezes and keeps me still, his lips brushing over my ear. “There’s a lady with a stroller heading our way,” he whispers, and I giggle, suddenly nervous.
He looks at me, and we both burst out laughing, but Noah’s laugh is cut short when his eyes widen. “Fucking hell… when you laugh like that your pussy tightens. Don’t make me come with some stranger walking right by us,” he warns, and I blush.
“That sounds like a challenge.” Noah looks past me, and I watch his face as I tilt my hips back and forth as subtly as I can, giving him the extra friction I know he needs to come.
Noah drops his head to my shoulder, our bodies flush, his lips pressed to my neck. “You’ll be the death of me,” he whispers. “I can’t take it when you move like that.”
I’m teasing him, but I’m on the edge myself. I doubt I’ll be able to hang on much longer, not with the way he feels inside me, with the way this toy presses against my clit.
I breathe a sigh of relief when I hear the wheels of a stroller pass by us, and I turn to watch the woman walk past us, her eyes fixed on her baby. She glances at us and smiles indulgently. To her it must look like we’re hugging… if only she knew. I smile back at her and hide my face against Noah’s shoulder, my cheeks blazing.
The second we’re out of view, Noah grabs my hair, pulling my lips against his roughly. The way he kisses me gets me close, but it’s the way he moves his hips, the way he pulls on my hair… that’s what pushes me over the edge.
Noah silences my moans with his lips, and when he pulls away, he’s grinning in satisfaction. “Ride me. Ride me good,” he orders.
And I do. I use his cock and the toy to make myself come again, and Noah watches me as I lose control all over again. When my pussy contracts around him, he whispers my name, coming right along with me.
He leans back on his arms, his eyes on mine as we both try to calm our raging hearts. “I didn’t think you could get more beautiful. I was wrong,” he whispers. “The toy is a keeper.”
I smile and wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him back to me. “So are you,” I murmur, right before kissing him.
I don’t want this week to end. This right here, I don’t want this to end… but I know we’re on borrowed time.
