Until Fools Find Gold (Providence Gold 1)

Seeing as how I was now sobering up, I said what I said next hoping to lighten the mood.

“Are you saying you didn’t miss me?” I joked, rubbing his beard with my thumb. Damn, that felt good!

“I had someone looking into finding you. I’ve been doing it myself on and off over the years, but before you came back, I had a feeling that I had to find you as soon as fucking possible.” I’d known he’d looked into where I went, but I assumed it was just once or twice for Levi’s sake.

“I’m sorry!” It was an almost impossible apology– how do you apologize for something when it wasn’t your fault or choice? That didn’t mean that I wasn’t sorry for being such a pain in the ass.

His reaction to my words was the complete opposite to what I’d expected. I’d figured that he’d brush it off and point out that it wasn’t my fault, but instead, his expression went almost fierce.

“Listen to me carefully, Luna,” he growled, leaning down so that his nose was almost touching mine. “That’s the first and last time that you ever apologize to me like what that asshole did was your fault. You have nothing to feel sorry for and I refuse to let you even utter an apology for him. Do you understand?”

Blinking up at him while it sank in, I lowered my eyes to look at his beard while I tried to figure out what to say back.

“I’m not apologizing for him,” I explained eventually. “I’m apologizing for being a pain in the ass. I couldn’t help what he did, and I couldn’t even have called any of you because he took my cell and would remove the phones from the rooms we ended up in. I spent so much time thinking about how I could get in touch with you, but the night I escaped and rang Levi? That was the first chance I had.”

“Nothing will ever touch you again,” he vowed. “Ever!”

Grinning, I nudged his cock by lifting my pelvis. “I was kind of hoping that you would!”

A huge smile split his face and then he ground down into me.

“Well, I wouldn’t be much of a husband if I didn’t give my wife what she wanted on her wedding night now, would I?”

After that, there was no talking. A lot of groaning, maybe some verbal orders too, but not actual conversation.

Kissing down my stomach, Noah headed straight toward my pussy. The memory of what he’d done to me in the shower earlier today kept flashing into my mind all through dinner and the fun night we’d had. I wasn’t stupid, I knew what sex entailed and most of the other things that came with it, but I didn’t know how those other things actually felt.

Now that I did, I couldn’t stop thinking about them. I was a sex addict with scenes of my own experiences now playing through my head like a constant porno.

So, to say that I’d been primed all night, even nursing the mega snit that I’d been nursing, was an understatement. And that was my excuse for what happened next.

Before he reached where he was headed with his mouth, he shifted his hand and slipped his finger straight into me. He groaned into my belly button when he felt how wet I was. How that made me even wetter, I don’t know, but it did.

With the addition of another finger, all it took was one strong suck on my clit and I screamed as I climaxed on his fingers.

In the next second, still coming, I was face down, on my knees with just my hips and ass in the air, and he was slamming into me.

“Ah, Jesus Christ,” he groaned, his voice sounding raspier than I’d ever heard it sound as he began to pump furiously into me.

I could see why people became sex addicts. I didn’t have an addictive personality at all, but sex– that addiction I could understand. Well, unless it meant having sex with any penis that didn’t belong to Noah.

Fisting the sheets in my hands, I tried to anchor myself when I felt my knees moving on the bed. He chose that moment to hold my hips even tighter and then use that hold to pull me back onto his thrusts. This meant that he was hitting the end of me each time and the pleasure-pain of it shot me straight back into orbit.

With a cry that was choked off as it hit me full force, I came around his length.

“Baby,” he gasped, his thrusts changing from measured smooth ones to slightly out of sync ones.

Reaching behind me, I grabbed onto his butt cheek and pulled him into me even harder. How I managed to balance given the state that my orgasm had left me in I’ll never know, but I was hit by a miracle and didn’t face plant down onto the bed.