Page 138 of Bonded to You


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I smile, looking back at his ankles that are still bound to the bed posts. The view of them mixed with the feeling of his ass wrapped around my thick cock is almost too much. “I’m glad you do,” I say, gently moving some of his hair behind his ear. “Because we’re not done with them yet.”

He nods, “I was counting on it.” He bites his lower lip, but I can see that devious smile crack on his face.

“You ready for the second one?” I ask, kneading his shoulders.

Noah hums. “Absolutely. How do you want me?”

The question turns me on even more. I lean him forward, pressing his hands to the headboard. “Just like that, baby. You’re perfect.”

I slowly push myself back inside, committed to keeping our goal and taking whatever he’ll give me.

After all, he has everything of mine.

Mybody. My heart and soul.

***

After our explosive morning between the sheets, we decided to come down to this rather secluded beach Noah wanted to show me, and enjoy the rest of the evening under the sun.

I watch as Noah dunks his head under the crystal clear water, then comes up, threading his fingers through his dark strands.

It’s already been a few days here and I’ve gotten to truly see Noah in his element.

Feels like forever ago when we had made a plan to run away together. To come here and just focus on us. How desperately we just wanted to find out more about each other, secretly knowing we were already falling in love.

Now, with the warm Hawaiian sand between my toes, it finally feels real.

Hawaii.

We were always meant to be here.

I’ve never felt so happy. So myself.So free.

I get up, dust myself off and step into the water.

“You made it,” Noah looks over his shoulder, flashing that beautiful, charming smile at me.

It shakes me to the core every time I see it. I remember when I first saw that broody, angry boy. Everything was so different then.Wewere so different then. But here, right now—Noah isexactlywho he’s always been to me. A breath of fresh air. Sunlight.Real.

I hook my arm around him, pressing his back against my chest.

“Finally,” I murmur, kissing the space between his neck and shoulder.

“Mmm, finally,” he agrees, leaning his head to give me more space to kiss.

We sway in the warm water, soaking in the last rays of the setting sun. Birds chirp overhead. Kids and parents laugh to our left. Everything feels…right.

“I’m so happy you stopped running long enough for me to catch you,” I say, squeezing him tight.

“Best decision I ever made.” He laughs softly. “And I’m planning on staying for alooongtime, so be prepared to deal with my shit for the rest of your life.” Turning around, he wraps his arms over my shoulders, looking into my eyes. He looks just as happy as he makes me.

Which is why I know I’m making the right decision when I do this. I’m certain of it.

“You promise?” I open my palm between us, revealing a black ring. So small in size, but the weight is so heavy.

“Woah,” he gasps, taking the ring from my hand, laughing in disbelief as he looks closely at it. His thumb traces the inside as he quickly zones into the finer detail like I knew he would.

It looks like a basic black band at first glance. But, on the inside, it’s sealed wood. Like, a little personal note to just him and I. We started on the trail, we’ll forever be on the trail. Together.