“Deeper,” I say with a smirk. “Muchdeeper.”
He lifts both my legs and rests them on his shoulders. “Better grip the sheets, baby.”
Noah towers over me, and goes so deep, I come again. The moment I arch my back, Noah groans, and releases inside me.
“Holy shit,” he groans in my ear. “So goddamn good.”
We lay together, catching our breath as he holds me in his arms. After a moment, he turns on his side and looks at me.
“Now I’m not trying to sound arrogant or anything, but I think you can successfully say this has been your best birthday yet.”
I immediately blush and laugh. “Take me in the shower, and it just might be.”
“I think we can make that happen.”
The day after my birthday, I could barely walk up and down the stairs. I felt like a college student doing the walk of shame, but Owen had a sleepover at my mom’s, so I took advantage of every minute alone with Noah. And soreness or not, it was hella worth it. I wanted to stay with him all weekend, but I had to get home before Owen returned.
“Good mornin’,” Missy says as she cheerfully enters the break room. It’s Wednesday, which means I’ve successfully made it through half of the week.
“Morning.” I sip my coffee, needing it to bring life into my soul.
“Late night?” she asks, and I nod.
Since the weekend, Noah and I have stayed up texting or talking on the phone, so neither of us has gotten much sleep. I won’t see him again till Friday night when he comes over for movies and popcorn. He promised Owen they could watchStar Wars. I hope to explain that he’ll be seeing a lot more of Noah. While Owen doesn’t need to know the details of my dating life, he’ll have to keep this secret to himself—for a little while at least. Besides Gemma and Everleigh, only Belinda, Jerry, and my parents know. And I’ll keep it that way to protect my son. Of course my best friends were ecstatic and excited for us. I’m close with my mom, so I wouldn’t be able to lie to her even if I tried. Eventually, I told her the truth that Noah stayed at the new house and explained how we ended up together. She knew my marriage to Gabe was rocky and had mentioned me dating again, though at the time, I wasn’t interested. She’s always liked Noah and is happy for us. Ultimately my in-laws will find out, and though they won’t accept it, they’ll have to get over it. I would love it if they could welcome Noah into our lives permanently, but I’m not holding my breath.
Fortunately, there haven't been any more threats to Noah, so hopefully whoever had a vendetta against him has moved on. “Meeting. Ten minutes. Conference room,” Cheryl pops her head in and reminds me.
“Great,” I mumble, then take another long drink.
“My, my, my…either you’ve bought a super-charged vibrator, or you really are gettin’ regular dick. You could hardly walk Monday.”
I nearly cough and spew my coffee. “You watchin’ me or something?”
She shrugs unapologetically. “Not much else to do here.”
“Your job,” I emphasize.
She shrugs again. “So you gonna finally confess who’s giving you a good ole pussy beatin’?”
My eyes widen as I push off the table. “I’m going to my meeting.”
“If you need an ice pack for your fanny, just holler.”
I force back a smile as I leave. She’s seriously a handful.
After lunch, I suck down another cup of coffee before going to the waiting room to grab my next customer.
“Katie,” Brittany calls from the lobby.
Just great.
I wave. “Hey.”
Though I continue to walk, Brittany catches up to me and stops me.
“Hey, real quick. Can I ask you somethin’?'' There’s a fake sweetness in her tone.
“Sure.” I stand straighter.