imposing and dangerous. People passing us don't gaze at him and I know it only adds to his apprehension about the scar. It's the reason he has the hood pulled up around his head.
"I can have a driver take you to school in the morning."
I glance down at my white blouse and black skirt. "I can't go to school dressed like this. I'll leave a little early to go to my place so I can shower and dress."
"You'll stay then?"
"Yes." I nod. "Are we walking all the way there?" My feet are killing me. I've been on them the entire day and normally I'd go home and soak in a long, hot bath.
"I can call a driver." He reaches into the pocket of the hoodie pulling out his smart phone.
"I'll just hail a taxi." I dart from his side and head for the curb. His arms are around me in an instant.
"No." He almost shouts the word into the darkened air. "I don't like taxis. I'll get a driver."
I stand in stunned silence, watching taxi after taxi whiz past us as he punches at the screen of his smartphone calling a driver to come get us.
***
"I'm getting in with you, move over."
I push my ass along the bottom of the large bathtub hoping that I've made enough room for Noah to climb in. He bends each of his long legs, elegantly lowering himself into the warm water behind me.
"This is heaven." He pulls my back into his muscular chest, his hands lazily running over my exposed breasts. We haven't been intimate since that first night when I discovered him here, in New York.
"It feels so nice, Noah." I reach to cradle his hands in mine. "I love being close to you."
"I could stay here with you forever, Alexa," he says naturally and smoothly.
It opens a door to me that I know he wants kept closed. When I saw him on the street tonight, hiding himself beneath the heavy clothing he was wearing it hit me how vulnerable he really is. That, combined with my awkward encounter with Nathan, had convinced me that I was going to overcome every obstacle that Noah and I have. I need to. I can't let him go.
"Do you want me to wash your back?" He reaches for a bar of scented soap sitting on the edge of the porcelain tub. "Scoot forward a bit."
I do as I'm told and a soft moan leaves my body as his hands glide smoothly over my back. "That feels amazing, Noah."
"You feel amazing." His hands move along my back before sliding across my chest. He cups both my breasts in his hands, his fingers pinching my now hardening nipples.
I reach back to try and circle his cock with my hand but he pushes against me. "Please, Noah."
"Let me have this," he growls in my ear. "Let me make you come."
I slide back until I'm leaning into his chest. His hands dart down. His fingers slide across my wetness, opening my folds.
"You're so perfect." His words are barely audible.
"I want to come," I say breathlessly. It's felt like years since his hands were on my body. I'm wet. Even in the stillness of the water I can feel how wet I am just by the slightest touch of his fingers on my flesh.
He rubs his index finger in slow circles over my clit, building everything into a fevered pitch within me. His other hand traces a path back to my breasts, twisting my nipple. "Come for me, Alexa. Come for me."
I race to the edge. My body naturally falling back into him as his lips glide over my neck before his teeth bite down into my shoulder. I call out his name from within a moan just as I feel him buck his hips. His warm desire hits the bottom of my back as he finds his own release.
Chapter 18
"I'm so good in bed…or in the bath," I correct myself. "I'm so good that I didn't even have to touch you and you came."
He blushes slightly at the words. "The sounds you were making were so fucking hot."
I raise my hips so he can pull the blanket down. "It feels incredible when you touch me there."
"There?" He cocks a brow. "On your pussy, you mean?'
I scratch the side of my nose. "Yes, there."
"When the hell did you get so shy?" He pulls back the sheet to reveal my naked body. "Are
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