08 - Let's let it happen...

***POV ISABELA***

He climbed on top of me slowly, running his mouth slowly down my neck. His breathing was hot and panting. He then reached my mouth, where we began another searing kiss. A kiss that tasted of whiskey and was a little fierce. Noah tugged on my lower lip with a cheeky grin and then let go, looking me in the eye. We smiled at each other. 

His body slumped tiredly beside me. My God, what kind of man is this? I turned sideways and put my hand on his chest, sighing breathlessly. He slipped his arm under my body, hugging me as tightly as he could. He was perfect... In everything! As I settled down, he turned to me, leaving us face-to-face. He kept staring at my mouth with the same desire as before. Doesn't he ever stop?

“I could devour you with my eyes,” he commented without taking his attention away from my lips. And I didn't doubt it for a second; his eyes were hungrily staring at my mouth.

“You say that to everyone...” III commented too. It was obvious. He's the most sought-after guy in town; it rains women in his garden. 

I smiled to relax because somehow his eyes made me hot... 

He smiled in response as he brought his face even closer to my neck. He gave me a small kiss on my exposed skin, making me shiver, and then spread several more kisses all over my neck.

“You're one of a kind.”

I heard his husky voice, which made him even sexier. 

His hands went all over my body again, and I almost surrendered to his charms once more, but the burning in my intimacy reminded me that I was all painfull up. 

I'd never had so much sex in my life. We fucked in every possible position, and I came four times!

My insides were screaming for help...

“Hmm," I mumbled. I was all sore, but I was even cheered up by his kisses on my neck. “I don't think I can stand another round of sex.”

He smiled, still kissing my neck and running his hands down my body, making me shiver in places that, before him, I hadn't even known I felt.

"Are we going to see each other again?” he asked softly. I sighed. 

I pulled his face away from the curve of my neck, holding him between my hands to look into his eyes. 

“I don't think so.”

“Why?” He asked again. His expression fell at my answer. I know he wanted to do it again, just like me. But it's complicated...

“You know all the cons.” I tried to get up, but he held me firmly around the waist.

“What about the pros? You don't count?” he asked. 

“What are the pros?” I asked, moving my hand up to his neck and caressing the back of his neck. He closed his eyes for a moment, feeling my caress.

“This is here,” he gestured with his hand, pointing to me and him. “Our chemistry is out of this world, beautiful. And our will doesn't count for you?”

I sighed once more. 

I know myself perfectly well enough to know that the best thing to do is to stay away. I was raised in a completely different way than young people today. I only had one man in my life until a few days ago. Even though I'm older and more experienced than Noah. I'm afraid of getting attached to him and suffering later on. I confess that I feel too naive for this world today.

Without letting me respond, Noah held my nape, pulling my face closer to his. He pulled my lower lip with his teeth.

"What are you afraid of?" he asked, looking into my eyes.

"You know... We have a glaring age difference of 10 years. I have a teenage daughter. I just got out of a complicated marriage. You're the newest sports star; the spotlight is all on you. You breathe, and some news involving your name comes out."

"Would you find it ridiculous if I said that everything seems more beautiful with you? I have felt like my heart was going to burst out of my chest since the first time I was with you. You didn't even have to tell me anything; just your gaze made my heart race in a surreal way."

"Noah." I tried to interrupt his speech, but he didn't allow it, putting his index finger on my lips, and silencing me.

"I want you, and I don't give up easily on what I want."

"Why insist on me if you can have the girl you want whenever you want?" I asked. I didn't understand why he was so eager to insist on me.

"As you told me once, you're not just anyone. You're special, Isa. The sensations you caused me, no one else has managed, and I doubt anyone ever will."

I closed my eyes tightly, absorbing his words. It's the same with me. Noah caused me sensations that were unknown to me. I had never experienced such intense physical pleasure. 

I opened my eyes and found him watching me. That damn seductive smile was on his lips.

“I know you feel the same way I do. Let's let it happen...” He tucked my hair behind my ear, letting my neck show once again. He approached me with a sniff and a kiss on the neck. “Hm?” he mumbled. 

I bit my lip thoughtfully. 

What would I have to lose by letting it go? 

“That's good,” I ended up agreeing, drawing a hearty laugh from the man in front of me. 

“If you get bored or don't want to anymore, we'll stop seeing each other. Because damn it, I thought that if we had a replay I'd stop thinking about you and the urge would pass, but it seems to have gotten worse...”

He's sincere, and I like that about him. 

“Okay. I say the same thing to you... If you get tired or don't want to anymore, you'll talk to me. Let's always be transparent with each other. And please, without falling in love.” I emphasized the last part. 

“It's impossible for me to get tired of you,” he mumbled, still sniffing my neck and settling even closer to me, placing his right hand on my waist.