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twenty-three

*NOEL*

“ O kay, you were right, your mom’s desserts are amazing.

” I smack the pillow to soften it up a little before putting it back onto the bed.

I am positively surprised that his mom lets us sleep in a room, together.

I thought maybe she would hesitate because her son introduced a boyfriend and not a girlfriend.

But she honestly doesn’t seem to care about my gender.

“I believe her ability to whip up the perfect cake was how she kept six boys under control,” Aden says. “Thomas and Kayden were both on their high school’s football team, and Martin did track & field. Actually, they all did sports. They can eat a ton.”

“You were the only artist in your family,” I analyze. He must have felt so alone here. I can only imagine how his brothers bullied him for not being into sport, like they were.

“Like my dad,” he explains. “I was lucky, he really supported me.”

“He must have been a great person.”

Aden opens his wallet and takes out a picture, showing it to me. It’s as if I am looking into Aden’s face, just an older version of it. “You really look a lot like him!” I exclaim.

“I hear that a lot.”

Aden’s expression is fond and sad at the same time.

I can’t help but wrap my arms around him.

While I do know how it feels to lose a parent, I don’t know the feeling of losing someone you love.

My own father was a deadbeat, at best, and an abusive drug addict, at worst. It’s not comparable to Aden losing a loving parent.

“I miss him a lot,” Aden admits. He draws back a little to look at me. “I wish you could have met him.”

“I do too,” I say. “I really like your mom, and I am sure your dad was a great man, too. His son turned out very well after all.”

Aden takes my face between his hands like he did before on the veranda. It’s such an intimate gesture, one that sends butterflies through my stomach.

“Sorry, I probably ruined the mood, didn’t I?” he asks

“The mood for what?” I ask, wiggling my brows. “Did you have any plans?”

Aden looks amused. “I can’t say for certain that I did.”

Does he mean it? Well, we are at his mom’s house, so it would be awkward.

“Of course, I had plans,” Aden says. “Don’t make it so easy to tease you.”

“Is this room soundproofed?”

“Not really,” Aden says, leaning forward. His lips are almost touching my ear, sending goosebumps down my arms. “I guess you will need to try to be quiet.”

The freak in the sheets makes a return, huh? Oh, I love how he can shift from proper and calm, to I will fuck your brains out, within seconds. But today I have plans too. Putting my hand on his chest, I push him back until his legs hit the bed frame.

My fingers open his belt, pulling it out of its loops, before unbuttoning his pants. Now it’s my turn to give back a little. Aden’s gaze is pinned on me, his eyes dark, spurring me on even further. “Noel,” he says, his fingers driving through my hair. “Undress for me.”

The look in his eyes is so intense that it makes a shiver run down my spine. Fuck, even now, when I want to be the one to lead and tease him, it looks like he is in control.

And I am so fucking there for it.

I take off my clothes in record time, before getting down on my knees again.

Aden helps me by pushing down his own pants and underwear, then his hand is back on my head.

I expect him to grab me and push me forward, but instead his fingers move towards my face and to my lips, forcing them to open.

I let my tongue dart out, licking and sucking at his fingers.

“You look so hot when you are doing that,” Aden mutters. “I wonder how you will look sucking my dick.”

“Even hotter,” I dare him.

Aden smirks. His free hand tightens its grip at the back of my head, before he pulls his fingers out of my mouth, replacing it with his dick. I take him all in one go, until he almost hits the back of my throat.

“Fuck!” Aden curses.

Yes! This was the reaction I was hoping for.

I press my tongue against the shaft of his dick, keeping my lips sealed tightly around it, while hollowing my cheeks.

Aden groans. I let his cock slip out of my mouth before targeting its tip, licking it with the tip of my tongue before using my whole tongue again.

Wrapping my lips around his tip again, I take his cock in, moving my head.

With each move, I take more of him in my mouth.

When I look up at Aden, I can see his eyes pinned to me.

The way he looks at me makes my own cock harden so much, I need to fight the urge to touch myself.

I was never too keen on giving blow jobs, but fuck, doing it for Aden just feels different.

To distract from my own erection, I move my hand to his balls, squeezing them gently.

“Noel,” Aden groans. “I am going to come.”

I flash him an innocent gaze that’s supposed to say ‘ And?’

“If you want me to come inside you tonight, this is the moment to stop,” Aden smirks. “Not that I mind coming into your pretty mouth.”

I give his dick one last suck, before letting it slip out of my mouth. “I want you inside me.”

Aden pulls me up on my feet, keeping me upright when they buckle slightly.

Fuck! Being on my knees for a long time really isn’t too comfortable.

I forget all about it, though, when he smashes his lips against mine.

A moment later, I find my back on the bed, with Aden’s slick fingers between my ass cheeks, probing my hole before pushing a finger inside me.

He hasn’t even bothered to take off his sweater, and something about that is just turning me on so much.

I don’t need much preparation. We’ve been sleeping with each other pretty regularly, and I have gotten accustomed to his size. Despite this, I still love it when he angles his fingers and finds my prostate.

“Aden,” I moan, gripping some strands of his hair. “I want you inside me! Aden!”

“Quiet,” Aden grins. “Or someone will hear us.”

“Like I give a fuck now,” I groan.

Aden pulls his fingers out of me, grabs my legs, and puts them on his shoulders.

Fuck, yeah, I will feel him so deep inside me like that.

He enters me in one go, capturing my lips with a kiss before I can scream his name.

I grip the bed frame for balance while Aden thrusts into me, doubling me over with every thrust. He is so deep inside me, it makes my head spin, but I just want more.

“More,” I beg. “Aden, harder!”

“Damn it,” Aden curses. “Oliver will have to get over it.”

With that, he gives in to my demands, thrusting into me fast, making it impossible for me to keep my moans quiet.

When Aden wraps his hand around my cock, brushing his thumb over my tip, I can’t help but tremble.

My walls around his cock clench up, making him groan.

“You are so unbelievably hot, Noel. I love you.”

No one has ever said that to me before him. Hearing it in bed hits differently, though. It makes my walls break down. Letting go of the bedrest, I cling to Aden instead. “I am coming,” I moan.

“Good,” he mutters, moving his lips to my collarbone and sucking at it.

I feel my body tensing up, and my toes curl while my body finds its release. I try not to make too much noise, boring my nails into Aden’s shoulder instead and biting down on my lips. My body still shivers when I feel Aden’s hot seed fill me up.

I have never had a guy come inside me, and feeling how Aden’s hot seed fills me up… just hits differently. It’s like he is marking me as his completely.

We lay there, both panting, before Aden kisses my forehead and gently pulls out of me. He cups my cheek with his hand. “That was amazing.”

“We are always amazing,” I mutter.

“We are quite compatible, it seems.” He smiles. “Wait here, I will clean you up.”

I am relieved I don’t have to wobble through the corridor to the bathroom and instead have him deal with everything.

Aden is only gone for a couple of minutes.

When he returns, he is wearing a bathrobe and holds a wet washcloth.

I close my eyes, letting him clean me up the way he wants.

Something about this makes me feel so warm and loved.

For a while, I just doze off in Aden’s arms afterwards. Something he said before still lingers with me, about how compatible we are. I turn my head, pressing my cheek against his chest. “Isn’t it funny how well we click?”

“Like I said, we definitely are compatible,” Aden says.

“Aren’t you surprised about that?”

“I don’t know,” he muses. “When I met you for the first time, on our first date, when you had me come to your awful bar—”

I scrunch my nose. “Sorry for that.”

“Don’t worry. I didn’t mention it for you to apologize, but I feel as if that evening I got to know some important parts of you. We might not be similar to each other, but our personalities don’t clash either.”

“You think we complement each other?”

“I guess that’s what I am getting at. I don’t think I would have clicked that well with someone who had been the complete opposite of me. And I definitely wouldn't want to be with someone who would be exactly like me either.”

I think his words through and he is right.

At first glance, we might not share a lot, but essentially, there are a lot of connections we have.

Similar values, similar dreams, similar expectations.

From the outside, Aden looks like a typical CEO, but inside, he has never stopped being an artist. I don’t think I would have fallen for an actual businessman.

Thinking about his job makes my thoughts run to my own problems. “Aden?”

“Yes.”

“After our talk in the car today, I have decided to get a new job,” I tell him. “Now that you set me up with that lawyer, I feel like it’s time to take back control of my life. I was thinking about asking DeeDee for help.”

His face lights up. “That’s a fantastic idea.”

“You really think so?”

“Yes, go and take back your life in whatever way you want to!”

“I guess I will.” I turn onto my back. “Say, do we have any plans for this week?”

“I’ll have a rather calm week,” Aden says. “And was thinking about decluttering my attic. It’s something I have postponed for years. It’s time to let go.”

I eye him curiously, wondering what exactly he is talking about. It certainly sounds like it’s something positive, but I don’t want to stir old wounds too much. So, instead of asking him, I decide to wait for him to come to me when he is ready to talk. “I can help,” I offer instead.

To my surprise, Aden’s eyes light up at my suggestion. “That would be great! I was thinking about asking Lynn for help, too. But with you around, I am probably more motivated to do it.”

“Then it’s set! When do you plan on doing it?”

“Thursday and Friday evening.”

“Good, I will make that work.”