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I rode him faster as his thrusts grew harder and more frantic. My movements quickened, and my moans turned to cries. Goosebumps rose on my skin, and I threw my head back. He fingered my swollen clit and drew my other nipple into his mouth. I shivered and jerked, all thought and reason flying away. Ecstasy swept over my body, and I stiffened.

“Noah,” I whimpered, holding his head against my breast.

Mid-orgasm, he pushed into me again and caressed my clit. I screamed, my pussy creaming in a hot rush.

Noah grunted, his cum shooting into me.

Collapsing against him, I let out a contented sigh, not wanting to move. Eventually, he lifted me off his cock, repositioning me on his lap, with his arms wrapped around me and my head resting in the crook of his neck.

Even after our lovemaking, I smelled his delicious spicy scent.

Chapter Thirty-Two

Somehow, I roused my sated limbs enough to go to my bathroom and clean myself up. Wanting to return to Noah’s arms as soon as possible, I didn’t tarry, sinking back into his embrace within five minutes. We remained entangled on my couch for the next thirty minutes, basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking. Neither of us were inclined to move away from each other.

Until I remembered my family’s dinner. If I didn’t dress and leave soon, I would be late.

I tore out of his arms and hopped to my feet. “Shit!”

Alarmed, he straightened. Dark hair tousled and passion lingering in his eyes made me weak in the knees. “What’s wrong?”

“My older sister is hosting a family dinner.”

His shoulders relaxed at my explanation, and he stood, heading toward our pile of discarded clothing.

I didn’t want to leave Noah. Tonight was a turning point, threading a fragile bond between us. I feared one wrong word, one wrong move, would rip it apart.

My family had a penchant for drama, but it had been a while since I’d seen everyone except Quinn, so I was looking forward to the dinner. Unless they’d undergone personality transplants, the evening ahead meant arguments and insults. As Noah laid my clothes on the sofa, I debated spending the evening with him.

However, if I skipped the meal and something happened to any of my family, I’d never forgive myself. Armani preferred our distance if she didn’t need me to babysit or was having the rest of our brothers and sister over. Dakota and our brother-in-law were besties, automatically putting us at odds. The sporadic get-togethers appealed to them—they didn’t care one way or the other. Meanwhile, I jumped at Armani’s invitationsbecauseof how infrequent we spent time together.

Noah sliding one arm into a shirtsleeve, then the other captured me. Muscles roped his arms, flexing with each movement. Realizing I watched him, he paused, allowing his shirt to hang open and displaying rock hard abs.

He smirked at me. “Yes, Ms. Hagen?”

“I want to lick you from head to toe,” I blurted. My words registered and horror washed through me. “I-I-I—”

Instead of taking offense, he drew me into his arms and took my face between his hands. “That’s my line, but you’re welcomed to suck me.”

Nervous laughter escaped me. Looking to move past what I said, I licked my lips. Noah took it as an invitation to kiss me. His tongue’s exploration of my mouth removed any lingering shame. I lost myself in him. His hard cock pressed into my belly, and I groaned, the sound swallowed by our kiss.

He lifted his head. “Fuck, Ryan. Go, baby, before I hold you prisoner and fuck you the rest of the night.”

Desire roughened his voice. My nipples were hard and achy, and my pussy throbbed with need. I wanted to call Armani and give my regrets, but I couldn’t bring myself to brush off my family over my wantonness.

Staying with Noah wasn’t just about sex. It was because of him and how much I enjoyed his company. We didn’thaveto part ways. Armani had never forbidden me from bringing a date. I’d chosen not to. My feelings for Noah were different, intense, unmatched by any I’d ever experienced. Eventually, he’d have to meet them if we became a couple. Why not tonight? If their…them…ran him away, I’d recover.

“Do you wanna come with?”

“What?”

I cleared my throat, encouraged by his roguish smile. The rat! He’d heard me fine. “I said, do you want to come with me? To meet my family?”

He released a long-suffering sigh. “I’m not sure, Ryan. That’s moving too quickly, don’t you think?”

Disappointment sagged my shoulders. “Yeah, I guess.”

A second of silence passed before he laughed and shook his head. “I’m joking. I’d love to meet your family.” He brushed his lips over mine. “How easily you fell for my ploy is shocking. You’re losing your touch, Ms. Hagen.”