Time Will Tell

He tosses me onto the bed and then crawls on top of me, kissing my neck and along my jaw. I grab his shirt in my fists. He moans and I feel his teeth against my skin. I tug on his shirt and he pulls it over his head, then reaches for mine. I shiver but warmth spreads through my body. He grabs me and presses himself against me, kissing me, touching me, stroking my thigh, biting my bottom lip, and grinding his hips extremely close to mine.

Something that sounds kind of like a growl comes from the back of my throat and I grab his sweats, frustrated. He chuckles and kisses my cheek, assisting me in taking off his pants. He pulls mine off next, kissing the inside of my thigh as he does and the tingles in my spine go south. He kisses my hot pink boy shorts and I moan and grab fistfuls of his hair.

I didn’t realize how badly I wanted this. I feel scared and excited at the same time.

He kisses his way back up my body and his hands reach behind me to unclasp my bra. I feel extremely exposed but in a really good way.

The only thing between us now is our underwear, and he’s slowly inching mine down now…

I’m lying across his chest, panting. He has his arms wrapped around me and he’s breathing into my neck.

“I love you, Teagan,” he whispers huskily.

My head shoots up and I look at him with wide eyes. “You what?” I gasp.

He chuckles and presses his lips softly against my forehead. “I wouldn’t have had sex with you if I didn’t love you,” he explains.

“I love you, too.” It just pops out of my mouth. I’m not even sure if it’s actually true and I’m about to panic when he kisses me hard on my mouth. I relax into him. Of course I love him, I tell myself.

“You have no idea how badly I’ve wanted to tell you that. I wanted to tell you a few weeks ago but then we broke up, and… I need you Teag.”

I snuggle up against him, smiling. “Yes, yes you do,” I tease him. He laughs and kisses the top of my head.

His phone rings then and he groans and pulls away from me, quickly pulling his boxers back on and going in the living room. I jump up out of bed and head to the bathroom, grabbing my clothes off the floor on my way.

I take a shower and Noah only comes in once to brush his teeth, wash his face and steal my clothes. I yelled at him but he just laughed and closed the door behind him.

I step out of the shower, a towel wrapped tightly around me. I glance around for something, anything to wear but all I find is my panties on the counter. I frown.

I peek out of the bathroom door and find Noah’s room empty. I sneak out and rummage his closet until I find a pair of sweats and a big T-shirt. I change quickly and walk into the living room, pulling my hair into a messy bun on top of my head.

“That’s sexy, too,” he says, smiling crookedly at me. I brush past him, my arms crossed defiantly over my chest. He stops me by grabbing me around the waist and pressing his chest against my beck. “Hey,” he says. “Don’t be that way.”

His lips find my neck and I smile.

“So who was on the phone?” I ask him.

“My mom,” he answers. “She’s bringing Grace over in an hour. She’s getting dinner too – I told her you were staying, is that okay?”

I nod and lean back against him, tired. “Can we sleep for an hour?” I ask.

He laughs and drags me to the couch. I lay down with him and bury my face in his shoulder while he flips through the channels on TV, looking for something to watch.

“I love you,” he whispers, just as I’m about to fall asleep.

I love you, too, Noah.