He got to his feet, keeping his back to her.
She surprised him by getting off the bed, and grabbing his arm. “Seriously, Noah, what is going on?”
Staring up at the dirty ceiling, he turned for her to see. “Are you happy?”
“You’re aroused?”
He looked at her. Her gaze was on his dick.
“Yeah, I’m aroused.”
“Okay, why are you aroused?” she asked.
“Clearly, I’ve got a problem with my head, and it’s messed up.” He cupped her cheek. She didn’t flinch. “Staring at those lips, imagining kissing you. It all makes me want you, Skye. Do you know what I want to do?” he asked.
“No.” She paused, licking those kissable lips once again. “Tell me.”
“I want to kiss you. Only this time, I don’t want to be ordered about or have you tied down and screaming as I do. When I kiss you, I want you to kiss me back. To want it.” He stepped a little closer to her. His cock was stroking against her stomach, pre-cum already leaking out of the tip. “Then I want to show you how good it can be when I’m not being ordered to do it. How it feels to have my cock sliding deep inside you and for you to be so wet. I’d lick your pussy, treat you like a queen, and have you begging for my touch. I hope that you would remember this, and when we’re ordered back to that room, and they make us fuck, you remember who I really am and you get wet from it.”
Tears glistened in her eyes. He cupped her cheek, tilting her head back. The plump lips were begging to be kissed.
“But I won’t do any of that, not unless you ask me to. Not unless you want it, Skye.”
“I want it,” she said.
This made him stop.
“Skye?”
“I hate the memories we have right now. They’re unfair, and it’s not us. I want to have a different memory, something to get me through the worst of it. I don’t want to die, and I don’t want to hate you. It’s going to be hard, I know that. I still like it when you hug me, and when we’re here together. I know we can do this.” She placed a hand on his chest. Another willing touch from her after what they’d been through. “I think they trap people here, maybe even together. Give them that false sense of comfort. To have one another, to rely on each other.”
“Then they take it all away.”
“Exactly. It breaks them. The one person they trust more than anything else in the world becomes their worst nightmare. I don’t want that. I don’t want any of that. Please, Noah, even if we never make it out, when we come back here, will you promise me something?”
“Anything.”
“When we come back here, even when it hurts, make me forget. Make me only remember the good. I want you to touch me, to wipe out what they did. This is our fight, Noah, together.”
He gripped the back of her head, pulling her close. Slamming his lips down on hers, Noah kissed her.
He did what he said he would do, and as she moaned against his lips, with his other hand, he stroked down her back to cup her ass. She gave that little whimper, the one that drove him crazy and wild, wanting to hear it again and again.
When he slid his tongue across her lips, she opened up, and he plunged right inside, deepening the kiss. She tasted amazing, and as her soft body molded against his, he held her even tighter, wanting her, needing her.
His cock hardened even more if that was even possible, and he groaned against her lips. Skye made no other move to touch him. Her hands were on his shoulders, holding him.
“Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?”
“I can feel it.”
He took her hand and wrapped it around his cock. “Feel it, Skye. This is yours. Every single part of me is yours.”
Even if it was only for the now, rather than later. They had each other, and he wasn’t going to hold back. Not now, not with her.
She wrapped her fingers around his length, teasing him.
He stared down and covered her hand with his own, stroking it up and down, showing her what he liked. He walked her backward, and when she hit the bed, he eased her down on it. Noah followed her down.