“That would be correct.” I try not to blush, feeling embarrassed that Noah is able to pin exactly what I’m thinking and feeling.
“I don’t have anyone here, so I’m thinking that maybe we could use each other.”
“Use each other how?”
Grabbing the glass again, I take another cooling drink. The bourbon is warm and smooth as it goes down. Instead of helping me, all it does is add liquid fire to my veins. Wanting more. Wanting to agree to whatever Noah is asking of me.
“You want to explore this newfound side of yourself. I could use a friends-with-benefits kind of person. And seeing as how I don’t have anyone here in Nashville?—”
“Does that mean you have someone elsewhere?” I interrupt.
A sly grin slides across his face. I guess I just showed my hand on whether I’ll accept his agreement or not. “Not anymore. I had a guy in Denver. We both knew the score. But I got injured and he met someone, so it ended. No hard feelings.”
“So I’ll be a someone for you now?” I ask.
Noah nods. “Yes. Mutual orgasms for both. You figure out what you’re feeling, we both get off. Works for me if it works for you.”
His words are casual, but they mean so much more to me. I don’t know if I could explore these newfound feelings if it were with anyone else but Noah. Even in these last few weeks, I feel like we’ve grown closer.
Neither of us are in the mood to rip each other’s throats out.
Maybe our clothes now, but we’ve put the past behind us.
The future? I’m hoping it’s going to involve a lot more of what we did at the club tonight.
“What are you thinking?” Noah throws a leg over my lap and settles onto it. My hands go to his thighs on instinct. Fuck, they feel so good.
I never thought thick, solid muscle would do it for me. But it does.
It already has me wanting to rip Noah’s clothes off.
“Why do you want to know?” I ask, staring into his hooded eyes.
Oh yeah. Whatever I’m feeling is mirrored by him too.
“Because whatever you were just thinking had this on your face.”
Noah traces his thumb over my bottom lip. Opening my mouth, I suck his thumb into my mouth.
I guess if we’re doing this, there’s no holding back now. His eyes widen as I feel his cock grow thick between the two of us.
“Thinking about getting to do more of what we did tonight with you.”
Noah closes the small distance between the two of us, brushing his lips over the shell of my ear. “Is anything off-limits?”
“No.”
I dig my fingers into his thighs, spurring him on.
“Sooo….” he starts.
The warmth of his breath has a shudder racking my body. God, I cannot wait to get naked with this man.
“Roommates with benefits?” I ask, pressing a kiss to the pounding pulse in his neck. The scruff is rough against my lips.
I fucking love it.
“Yes.” Noah rocks against me. “Care to seal it with a hand job?”
