Part 5 (1/2)

”Hey, blondie, just because my back is turned doesn't mean I can't see what you're doing.”

I smile. ”My gran used to do the same.”

”It's clearly a woman thing because my mother does it too.” He laughs, rustling through more boxes. ”Oh, now this is what I'm talking about!” he practically shrieks, charging past me in an excitable dance. I exhale a laugh at his giddiness but have no idea what he is referring to. The clunk of the stereo causes my head to turn.

”What are you doing?”

”Putting this on.”

”Putting what on?” my curiosity grows but instantly falls when the blast of Christmas music pours from my speakers. ”Oh G.o.d, Noel, turn it off,” I groan, s.c.r.e.w.i.n.g up my face like a little girl and stamping my foot. Pathetic at twenty-five, I know, but the a.s.shole is really torturing me here.

”Now come on, Tami. You know you like it really.” He starts to jig to the music, the beam spreading wider across his face. He slowly makes his way back to me, eyes squinted and face scrunched as he pretends to sing-along. My shoulders move with a silent giggle at his enthusiasm.

”You look ridiculous.” I turn back to the tree, leaving him parading around the room and blurting out random lines as he dances.

”Dance with me, Tamzin.”

”I'm decorating,” I claim. Which is a lie because in my eyes the tree is finished and I hate to admit but it's actually pretty d.a.m.n good; full of reds and golds and twinkling with fairy lights.

”I love this song!” I jump out my skin as he yells with the change in music. Rockin' around the Christmas tree' generated its catchy tune as my foot fails me and starts to twitch to the beat. He's dancing close behind me, annoying the s.h.i.+t out of me but that doesn't stop my smile. His hands place on my hips, the heat of his body hits my back as he kisses my neck and I fight back a moan. ”Dance with me.”

”Busy, sorry.” I'm twirled around in a flash as he takes my hand, pulling me towards him and pus.h.i.+ng back out again so I twist in under his arms. ”Noel.” I giggle. Before I have a chance to register, I'm moving my body along to the music, swaying my hips and twirling with him. What the h.e.l.l am I doing?

”Yeah, baby, knew you had it in you.”

”I can't believe I'm dancing to stupid Christmas songs... with you.”

”Admit it, you love it.” He laughs, twirling me again and swaying us as he holds me. It does feel good. The laughter that erupts from my belly and the everlasting smile on my face is not the Tamzin that was in this house two weeks ago. And one can only a.s.sume that it's the company in which I keep that's bringing the old girl back.

Noel comes close, taking my hips in his hands and jerks me towards him. My arms move around his neck. Rotating his hips to mine, he manoeuvres my waist with his hands to grind against each other. Pus.h.i.+ng back, I giggle and shake my head. ”No way. You can't do that to Christmas songs.”

”You can do anything to any song.” There's a sparkle in his eyes, a hint of naughtiness in his features.

”Well, not that. It feels a little... weird.” Purely because my experience of dancing to Christmas songs was with my grandpa.

”Oh, Tami, you really need to lighten up.”

I straighten my stance, and rest my hands on my hips with a c.o.c.ked brow. ”Are you mocking me, Noel?”

With a sn.i.g.g.e.r, he steps toward me. I take one back each time he gets closer and instantly the mood has changed. His eyes darken with his prowl, and the kindle in my belly ignites as the air thickens with heat. Before I know it, I am backed up against the wall, his sculpted body a fraction from mine as he takes my arms and places them above my head. My breathing soars as does the pulse between my legs that's been simmering for hours. His eyes are thick with desire as they fall onto my lips.

”Still think this is weird, Tami?” he whispers. The only way in which I can answer is with a shake of my head before his lips come down and steal my breath.

Noel.

Her arms are firmly against the wall as I snake my tongue into her mouth, my c.o.c.k jumping to attention with the heat that floods my veins. I force my hips into her. She makes me ache, makes me crave, makes me crazy. Keeping her arms firmly upright with one hand, I push my thumb into her mouth. I groan as she sucks hard, gliding her wetness over the bone as I imagine my c.o.c.k being in its place. ”f.u.c.k, Tamzin.”

Her eyes are heavy with l.u.s.t, the pulse in the dip of her neck is prominent as I lower my head to suck her skin. She moans and jerks her hips, desperate in telling me what she wants-what she needs. I pop my thumb out her mouth to pull down her top that exposes the purple lace, feeling her in my hands and pulling her pebbled nipple between my teeth. My stomach squeezes as that little whimper hits my ear. ”Noel?”

”Yes, Angel.”

”Can you f.u.c.k me now, please?”

I pull her vest top up over her head and lift her around my waist. Like an addiction, I press my lips to her defined collarbone that always draws me back. The deep contours and soft skin needs to be felt on my tongue as her body weakens under my grip. ”Yes, I'll f.u.c.k you now.” I take us to her bedroom. I could've had her against the wall or over the sofa but I want to take my time with her. I want her spread out and begging.

I throw her down on the mattress, pulling my s.h.i.+rt over my head and falling to claim her mouth. She's too eager. Rising into me, she laces her fingers through my hair, as I work my mouth down her red-hot body. ”I've wanted to claim you from the moment I saw you, Tamzin.” I pull off her jeans and purple panties to expose her bare p.u.s.s.y, an image I'll never get tired of viewing. ”The taste of you last night wasn't enough for me.” I spread her wide. She's beautifully pink and waiting to be claimed. ”You're going to remember who's been inside you. I'm going to f.u.c.k you in every possible way.”

”Please,” she begs, her beautiful pants escaping from her throat.

”You're going to c.u.m so hard you'll see stars.”

I kneel back and take her in. The sight of her laid bare and begging is almost enough to have me c.u.mming in my jeans. I'm so hard. She's hot, wet and s.e.xy as f.u.c.k. Her smoky grey eyes hold mine as I run my thumb over her sodden s.e.x. She cries out with a jerk and grips the sheets. I repeat my trace, wanting to give my full attention on her glistening arousal that's pleading for my thickness.

I fight the urge not to bite her as I suck on her hip bone, marking her body as mine. Her breathing becomes more rapid when I run my tongue along the inside of her thigh, teasing and tantalising her. A woman's arousal is the best scent any female could wear, and Tamzin's is f.u.c.king flawless. ”Is this what you want, Tami?”

”Please, Noel,” she begs.

”But I don't think you're ready, Angel.”

”I've been ready for you since yesterday!”

I ride my tongue hard along her s.e.x as her cries fill the room. I'm persistent, licking and sucking the divine meal I'll never tire of. I want her to c.u.m hard in my mouth, trembling in a hot greedy mess as I drink every drop. I hold her down to f.u.c.k her entrance with my tongue as she withers. ”Oh... oh G.o.d, Noel!” I knew it wouldn't take her long. Her body shudders with her break, crying out for me as her sweet flavours coat my mouth.

I'm so hard it's murderous. I rip off my jeans in lightning speed, tearing the condom from the packet to roll it on. ”Come here,” she gasps, pulling on my biceps to kiss me hard. My body's on fire; I've never wanted to be with a woman like I have Tamzin. There is something beautifully unavoidable about her. ”I think you belong to the devil. That tongue of yours is something else.”

I flip her over onto her stomach and nudge her knees to part, trailing my tongue up the dip in her back. ”You taste to d.a.m.n good not to use it, Tami.”

”Oh G.o.d, I love it when you call me-” I don't give her chance to finish as I plunge deep inside her, gripping her hands in the sheets with a cry. I hope to G.o.d I've not hurt her. I'm so overcome with everything that I don't think I could stop now even if I tried.

”You ok?”

”Yes,” she gasps, ”G.o.d... you feel so good.”

The feel of her takes my breath, for a second I don't want to move. I slide into her again as her pretty silver-grey eyes catch mine. She feels incredible and my soul is wild as I rock us, stretching her soft with my hard. This woman is made for me. ”You're mine,” I growl. ”Tell me.”

”I'm yours.”

I lift her hips and the change in position causes her to moan. I thrust harder. The harder I hit the more my body climbs with the sensation that overpowers me. Harder and harder, deeper and deeper, my blood turns to fire.

Her muscles clench hard around me, coating my c.o.c.k with her heat and drawing out everything I have as I take us both to climax. I fall onto her, entwining our fingers as our heavy breathing collides. She's a beautiful dream. Consumed by her from the night she fell into my arms. And it is in this moment whilst still deep inside her that I know I'd need more than just a month.

Noel.

We lie in a satisfied silence, Tamzin's body is curled against mine, her head resting on my chest as I dance my fingers over her hip. She's warm against my skin and I can't see us doing anything else other than staying here for the rest of the night.

”I think I might take down my tree tomorrow and re-decorate it.”

I tilt my head and frown. ”Why?”

”Well if my reward for decorating is anything like just now then why wouldn't I?” She laughs softly. ”That was the best s.e.x of my life.”