Healing Hearts | REWRITTEN ✔

Bonus Chapter 1: "Please! Please! Please!" (prt. 2)

Bonus Chapter 1: "Please! Please! Please!" (prt. 2)

I woke up to a nudge on my shoulder and Noah kneeling beside me.

"Morning, love. We're finally here."

I sat up on the couch and only saw the tarmac. I couldn't see too much beyond that, but I was relieved to be on the ground. Noah took my hand and helped me up and down the steps.

The breezes were carrying my hair in their path, the glow of the sunrise captured the city and from what I saw from here, it was like a whole new world.

There was a black limo parked with the driver standing outside of it, bowing his head at us.

"Benvenuto in Italia."

I was pulling up google translate to type in what I wanted to say, but I was interrupted when I heard Noah's voice speaking in Italian.

My eyes followed his lips movements and my teeth bit my bottom lip. The vital organ was thudding so quickly against my ribs that I was scared I'd have a heart attack.

The more he spoke, the more I wanted to connect my lips with his and kiss until our lips were sore. Before I could give into my craving, Noah placed his hand on my back and opened the door to the backseat for me.

He slid in with a wave to the driver and scrolled on his phone, oblivious to the lust that was bubbling up inside me.

"Since when did you speak Italian?"

"I used to fly here a lot to do research for my restaurants. I learned Italian to communicate." His eyes were glued to his phone as he typed away.

I pouted my lips in interest and nodded my head, eyes trained on my fingers on my lap. I pretended that I was staring at the thread on my sweater, but my mind was elsewhere.

My mind was on the image of pinning his hands to his side and my tongue exploring the inside of his mouth. "That's hot." At the corner of my eye, I saw him staring at me.

I turned my head to see him with lust swimming in his eyes and a mischievous smirk playing at his lips.

Without taking his eyes off me, he pushed a button and a hum caught my attention. A divider was lowered from the roof to the floor of the limo and once we had complete privacy, our lips didn't waste time to find each other.

It wasn't just butterflies that raided my stomach; elephants, lions, monkeys, the whole damn zoo was throwing a party as his tongue demanded entrance to my mouth. I was prepared to pin him to the seat, but he had other ideas.

His hands were clamped over my wrists above my head and his toe-curling kisses moved onto my jawline which he knew was my sensitive area. I closed my eyes to heighten my other senses.

The smell of his cologne, the sound of his deep voice mumbling Italian words at my ear and the feeling of his hands exploring my body. I automatically tilted my head to give him more access to my neck, my breaths coming out shaky.

My eyes opened halfway only to see material block my vision and I saw my sweater being tossed to the floor. I made the right decision wearing my lacey, maroon lingerie set. The sound of my heart drumming against my chest echoed throughout my body as his lips touched every inch of my medium-sized breasts.

I was disappointed when we were interrupted by the driver's voice. My eyes opened wider to notice Noah looking annoyed. He rolled his eyes before closing them, massaging the bridge of his nose.

The driver interrupted us again and Noah was finally pulled out of his trance.

"Grazie."

I reluctantly sat up and slid my sweater back on. Noah wiped his lips as though that would make them look less swollen and opened the door for me on his way out.