you inside me,” I told him as I spread my legs for him to settle between. Dirty talk wasn’t my strength, and he knew it, but it didn’t stop me from letting him know what I wanted. Noah quickly shifted his weight and pressed down on my body. The feeling of him rubbing against my core made me needy.
“You want this?” he asked, as he slowly rocked his length through my folds and kissed down my neck.
I shifted my hips up to catch his thick crown at my entrance. “I want it. NOW!”
Surprised by my declaration, he looked down at me to confirm I meant what I said. “Ask and you shall receive,” he replied as he slammed into me. I tilted my hips up as his thrusts increased in speed and intensity. He had been on edge at dinner, and I knew it wouldn’t take long for him to find his release.
His punishing pace escalated. “So good. So fucking good.” He cursed as he thrust hard into me a few more times before finally shouting his release.
We were both out of breath as he shifted off of me and rolled onto his side. He looked even more delicious with the “well-fucked” look I had just given him. His hand glided up my body, and he started to gently knead my breast. “Your body is perfection,” he said as I winced. He had made connection with the tender spot I had found earlier but forgotten to mention.
“What the hell was that?” Noah asked with a concerned look on his face. “Did I hurt you?”
“No,” I responded casually. “When I bumped your arm getting out of the car, I felt a zing of discomfort in my breast. I checked it when I showered and found a little tender spot. I’ve already spoken with Jen, and she’s calling to get me an appointment after we’re home. It’s most likely another fibroid anyway.”
“Victoria.” He sounded worried. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”
I sighed. “Because I knew you were busy with your meetings, and I didn’t want you to worry, like you are now. It’s most likely another fibroid, and I’m fine. Really, I’m okay.”
Noah took my face in his hands, and when I looked at him, all I saw was compassion, concern, and love. “Sweetheart, please don’t ever feel like you can’t talk to me. I’m always here for you.” I didn’t know what to say at that moment, so I leaned up to kiss him, knowing that he meant every word he said.
“Let’s get off this cold, hard floor and get some sleep. Tomorrow is going to be a long day for me, and I know you’ll be busy taking in the sights with Shannon.” Noah helped me up and into bed, snuggling in behind me. The heat of his body soothed and relaxed me into a deep sleep.
Chapter Two
I AM WONDERFUL
Five days later . . .
I woke up to my phone ringing on the bedside table. It was Jen’s “friendly reminder” of my doctor appointment for three o’clock that afternoon.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to go with you?” she pressured.
“Yes, I’ll be fine on my own.” I heard a huff of frustration with my answer, but honestly, I couldn’t have cared less. I didn’t need her there holding my hand as a doctor felt me up. I was a grown woman. I let out a heavy breath after hanging up and laid back in the comfort of my warm bed.
Noah made sure to keep me busy while we were in New York. He had encouraged me to go shopping with a few of the other women one day and surprised me with a date to the theater followed by a late dinner near Rockefeller Center. The distractions were perfect, and I was grateful to my husband for planning them.
I spent the morning catching up on messages and laundry from our trip. After a quick shower, I piled my hair on top of my head in a messy bun and applied my usual light makeup. Wanting to feel happy, I threw on my favorite chevron-patterned skirt with a lightweight pink sweater set. I swiped a coat of pink gloss on my lips, grabbed my purse, and headed out the door.
Arriving early to the Medical Professionals Building, I completed my paperwork faster than expected
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