Page 71 of Shattered Oaths

“Did he make you promise to stay away from me?”

Ah, shit.I avert my eyes, clearing my throat before opening my mouth to answer. “Yes.”

She scoffs incredulously. “And you made that promise?”

I sigh out a regret-filled breath. “I did.”

“Why?” She asks, her tone surprisingly soft. I was expecting her to be pissed about this.

“Because he’s my best friend, Bells. Myonlytrue friend besides my brothers. And he was right to make me promise that back then. I was a horny teenager, thinking with my dick at every opportunity and you…” I wave a hand in her direction. “You were too good. Too perfect and far too fucking pure for me.”

Bella folds her arms over her chest and cocks her head; eyebrow raised in challenge. “And I’m not any of those things now?”

I shake my head, advancing on her. My hands find her hips as I pull her closer. “You areallof those things. Only now, I’m not the same teenage boy letting his dick do the thinking. I’m not looking for a quick fuck with someone I can forget about as soon as the sun comes up. I know what I want.” I lift her chin with my thumb and forefinger, bringing her eyes to mine as I lower my mouth to hers. “And what I want, is you.”

Her breath fans against my lips on an exhale and I close the small space between us, sealing my mouth over hers.

Arms wrap around my neck, her fingers threading into my hair as I lean down and grip her thighs, lifting her from the ground and carrying her out of the spare bedroom.

Our mouths stay locked on each other’s as I navigate us down the hall and into my bedroom, only breaking us apart when I drop her onto the bed and pull my t-shirt over my head. She leans back on her elbows, watching under hooded lids as I approach and climb over her, lodging my body between her thighs.

My hands land on either side of her head, caging her in beneath me. “Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted you for, Bella?”

She shakes her head, biting that bottom lip again and I groan. “So fucking long.”

My mouth finds the skin just below her earlobe and she tilts her head, giving me better access as I trail a path of soft kisses down the line of her slender neck.

“I’ve thought about all the ways I’d touch you if I ever got the opportunity.” I trail lower to her collarbone, and a soft gasp escapes her parted lips. “Dreamt about the little noises you’d make as I fucked you.”

“Noah,” she breathes, her breath fanning the side of my face.

“Yeah, baby?”

“I need more.”

One of my hands finds the bottom of her t-shirt and I glide my palm against the soft skin of her stomach, up and over the swell of her breast. Her back arches into my touch as she moans.

“Fuck.I love how responsive you are.”

My thumb circles her pebbled nipple, my touch light and teasing. Bella’s chest rises and falls quickly, her heart pounding against my hand.

I lift my head and watch her, marvelling at the pink glow in her cheeks, at the way her eyes screw shut as she throws her head back, lips parted.

Pulling back, I lift her t-shirt over her head and discard it to the side. My hands move to her bottom half then, undoing the button of her shorts and removing them, along with her underwear, just as quickly.

I fall forward once more but Bella shakes her head, delicate fingers reaching for my belt. “You, too.”

With a chuckle, I stand, and Bella follows me up, moving into a sitting position on the edge of the bed, her hands working quickly on the buttons of my jeans. She pulls my boxers down at the same time and my dick springs free, hard and demanding.

I watch, enamoured as her grey eyes darken hungrily, my breathing picking up when her warm hand wraps around the base and she leans forward, tongue darting out against the tip.

My head falls back on a groan.“Fuuuck…”

Warmth engulfs me and I snap straight, forcing my eyes open as Bella takes me into her mouth, her throat working around my length. Her eyes stay open, fixed on mine as she works me into her, pushing past the reflexes at the back of her throat until I’m so fucking deep her nose is almost touching my pelvis.

“Holy fucking shit, Bella.” The words fly from my lips on a whispered breath, my hands flying to her head. I wrap her hair around my fist, holding her in place for a moment as my dick twitches, the need to cum embarrassingly close.

Taking a deep breath, I slowly guide out of her, our gazes locked as her eyes begin to water. My cock falls from her mouth with a pop, and I use one hand to grip myself as I drag the head along her pretty, swollen lips, painting them with my pre-cum.