Page 108 of Unchained


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His warm breath whispered against her skin, making her tingle. It had been so long since she’d touched this man. Kissed him. Let him chase away the world around them.

He lowered his head to the crook of her neck, and his lips grazed her skin. “God, I’ve missed kissing you.”

She closed her eyes and tangled her fingers through his hair. The next graze of his lips was higher.

“Noah…kiss me.”

He lifted his head, fire burning in his eyes before his mouth crashed to hers.

The groan that tore from her lips was loud, and even though it was just a kiss, she swore she felt him everywhere.

She parted her lips for his tongue and curved it around hers. Then she was tasting him. He was mint and warmth, familiar and safe.

Needing more, she reached for the base of his shirt and tugged it over his head. The second it was off, she worked on his jeans. He stepped out of them before lifting his head.

She wanted to groan and plead for his mouth to return to hers. But then she looked up and saw the way his chest heaved. The way he looked at her with quiet awe, as if she was something he’d never quite get used to seeing in his arms. “I love you, Addison.”

Her heart squeezed, the words sinking deep inside her, filling every inch of space, even space she didn’t know was there. He loved her…and that meant everything.

“I love you too.” Her words were barely a whisper but sounded loud in the quiet room. “I love you so much, Noah Hayes, that I ache for you.”

Noah wantedto fucking drown in those words. Love. She loved him, and he loved her.

His mouth crashed to hers a second time, this kiss a slow invasion of her mouth. A taste of the sweetness that was Addie.

She was all he wanted…and she washis.

He reached for the knot in her towel and undid it, letting the material drop to the floor. Then he was lifting her into his arms, but she was only there for a second before he set her on the low dresser behind her.

He stepped between her thighs, and she widened for him, welcoming him.

This…this was where he wanted to be. Where he’d clawed his way back to ever since leaving her.

She wove her fingers into his hair and tugged him down. He kissed her before shifting to her cheek, then her neck. He kissed all the way down her chest until he reached one perfect nipple and took it between his lips.

Addie gasped, and the sound gutted him.

He swirled the hard bud in a circle with his tongue before sucking it deep inside his mouth. Fuck, she tasted good. And every sound she made, every groan, every whimper, felt like a reward.

He switched to her other breast and did the same, but this time grazed his teeth against the nipple before flicking it back and forth. He continued to suck her like candy as he trailed a hand down her stomach, reaching her core.

Slowly, he ran his thumb over her clit. Her entire body jolted as if struck with a bolt of electricity.

So damn sensitive.

He did it again, this time rolling the small bud.

Her breathing grew choppy, her fingers tugging at the strands of his hair, lifting his head up until she was kissing him again, her tongue diving straight into his mouth.

She shuffled closer and wrapped her legs around him, his cock fucking stone as it pushed against her, only the thin barrier of his briefs between them.

The need to plunge inside her tore at him, so fucking desperate that it took every scrap of self-restraint to remain exactly where he was.

Like she could read his mind, she reached between them and freed his cock.

His breathing stopped. It just fucking halted. Because her fingers were around him. Holding him. Driving him fucking wild.

She slid her hand up and down his cock before pressing the tip to her entrance.