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Hannah
| twisted my hips against him, aching for that familiar pleasure-for him to hit just the right spot, deeper,
deeper...
“Noah...”
“Hannah,” he muttered, his tousled hair falling into his eyes.
The sound of his voice setablaze. | reached for him just as | felt myself go over the edge. That ache turned
into a throb, and then, “Oh... Noah!”
But there was no answer, although the throbbing remained. My eyes shot open as that pleasure trembled
through me, my legs squirming beneath the sheets, my damp panties suddenly feeling all too tight in the
aftermath.
And then it hit me. | bolted up to a sitting position, my bleary eyes wide, and | was met with a low chuckle from
the other side of the room.
“Having a pleasant dream?” Noah asked, casually sipping his coffee.
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“No.” | felt a trail of red burn across my nose and cheeks, and there was no hiding it.
Noah scoffed slightly. “You were crying my nout in your sleep. Sounded pretty... intense.”
Swallowing hard, | threw the covers off of myself and swung my legs over the bed to stand. But as | did, my legs
felt like they were made of rope, and nearly gave out beneath me. It was all | could do to grab the edge of the
side table before | collapsed entirely.
Goddess, it had been far too long since | had... finished. The last thad been that night that Noah and | had
slept together. Too much had been going on since then forto have the time, the patience, or the energy to
do it.
“There, there,” Noah cooed, setting down his mug and crossing the room to me. He looped his arms under mine
and helped steady me, although | didn’t need it now. “I've got you.”
Growling softly, | shoved him away hard enough so that he stumbled backwards. “I'm fine.” | brushed past him
and stormed into the bathroom, starting the shower.
Noah followed me.
“You don’t have to be ashamed, Hannah. It happens to the best of us.”
“I'm not ashamed. You're bothering me.”
Noah quirked an eyebrow. “You didn’t seem bothered bywhile you were squirming under the sheets.”
| opened my mouth to bite out a retort, but lost the right words. Finally, | settled on trying to shove him out of
the bathroom so | could take my shower in peace. But Noah braced his hands on the doorway, immovable.
When I looked up at him, those green eyes were twinkling with mischief.
“What is it?” | growled, placing my hands on my hips. “Yes, | had a wet dream, okay? Are you going to
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teaseabout it all day?”
“No, I'm not.” Noah lowered one hand, reaching out, and I nearly flinched. But then his fingers pinched the strap
of my nightgown-my nightgown which, in my haste, | hadn't realized had fallen and exposed my entire right
breast, hard nipple and all.
There was a sudden lump in my throat that hadn’t been there before as he slowly, too slowly, tugged the strap
back up, his warm fingers grazing my skin. There was a trail of goosebumps left in the exact spot he had
touched.
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“Thanks,” | muttered through grit teeth once he had finished. But his fingers didn’t move from my
shoulder, and when I looked up at his face again, that mischief had been replaced with something that my sleep-
blurred eyes couldn't quite read.
“I meant what | said last night, you know,” he said quietly, almost huskily. “About making you come. Being good
with my fingers. It might be better and more satisfying than a wet dream.”
My face flushed the deepest shade of red it had ever been, but I didn’t pull away-not yet, because those words
made my knees weaken slightly and | wasn’t sure if I'd be able to stay upright if | turned away.
Finally, | mumbled, “I can’t help my body's natural processes. You don’t need to read into it.”
“I'm not.” He shrugged, his hand falling back to his side. His other hand remained braced on the doorway. over
our heads, lifting his shirt ever so slightly at the hem to reveal that taut v-line of his low abdomen that
disappeared into his pants. “But | could help you.”
“I don’t need help.” Finally finding the strength to turn, | stormed over to the shower and stuck my hand in,
feeling the water only halfway warmed up.
“Don’t you need a release?”
| scoffed. “It feels more like you're the one who needs a release, if you keep bringing it up.”
“Maybe | do.” Another shrug, and he dropped his other arm, striding into the bathroom to lean against the sink.
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