Chapter 102
My mom and Noah's mom are friends. Like great friends. And have been constantly calling us about wedding planning. They haven't met each other yet, and I've been trying to get my mom to focus on my brother's wedding which is literally next week. We came back home from New Hampshire a few weeks ago, and it's been a little hectic. Early May. Almost the end of the school year, finals, and shit. Packing up the classroom, and all that jazz. I had a face mask on(despite Noah telling me I looked like a dinosaur and me slapping his face), Fiona was studying, and I was grading papers, when my phone decided to ring. Shit. It's his mom.
"Noah, you answer the phone." I tell him, handing him my phone.
"No! I can't decide on another color for flowers! Seriously!"
"Well, They keep asking me about wedding venues! I have no clue what to do! We haven't even looked yet! We don't know when we're having the wedding!" Fiona grumbles, and snatches the phone from us.
"Hi, grandma!" She says.
"Hey, Fiona! How is my favorite granddaughter?"
"I'm good! Mom and Dad are arguing about who gets to pick up the phone because they don't wanna think-"
"FIONA SHUT UP!" Noah whispers, while she shoots him a glare. She's been kind of moody and stressed for finals, which is completely understandable, but still.
"Hi Meredith," I say, taking the phone from Fiona.
"Shanaya! How are you?"
"I'm doing good! Noah was really eager to talk to you." I smirk, and he swears under his breath.
"Hi, Ma."
"Noah! My little boy! I miss you! Have you decided on a co-"
"Oh, shit, mom, the connection's really bad, I can't hear you, love you, bye!" He hangs up.
"Noah!"
"What?"
"Mom, Dad, I'm trying to study, so can you please move this conversation somewhere else?" She grumbles.
"Fine, we're going into the study. Give us a yell if you need us." She gives us a thumbs up, and I bring my stuff into his office.
"We're lame."
"What? We are not lame." I protest, sitting down.
"We're spending a Saturday studying and working."
"Yeah, that's what happens when you grow up, genius. Don't you have a presentation to prep for work on Monday?"
"Fuck. Yeah." He groans, slumping on the desk. I ruffle his hair.
"Not the hair."
"Sorry princess."
"I'm not a fucking princess."
"I don't really care." He rolls his eyes, and we go back to doing our own thing.
"Noah." I say after a moment.
"What?"
"You know the Dear Future Husband song?"
"What about it?"
"Can we do a dance to it at our wedding?"
"Of course." He smiles.
"Really?"
"Yep. Anything for you."
"Wohoo!!" I jump up, and the timer on my phone goes off. Noah laughs.
"I'm gonna go wash my face. Bye. Get some work done."
"I can't concentrate." His head thumps against the desk.
"Noah. Do something."
"Fine."
"If you get some work done, we can go for a swim in the pool at night." His face lights up. He's been begging me to go for a bit, and I've been a little busy with everything. Nikul and Adhya are having their wedding in New York, and I've been going all over the place with them to help prep for their wedding.
I came back to study a few minutes later.
"There's my beautiful wife."
"Not yet, but soon!" I blush.
"My blushing bride to be."
"Oh, stop it."
"You love it." I grin, and my cheeks heat again.
"That's true." He puts his hands on my hips, and kisses me. My hands rest on his chest.
"Naya, love." He whispers, staring at me. My heart flutters looking at him.
"Noah, I-" The door opens, and Fiona walks inside.
"Shit, sorry. Um-"
"No, it's fine, um, we- we weren't busy."
"I need help with my biology stuff." She admits.
"Ooh, I can help! I was so good at science!" I exclaim, going towards her.
"Really? Thanks mom. I'll go wait at the table." She shuts the door behind her. My face is extremely red.
Noah kisses my neck, and I feel fluttery everywhere.
"I'm gonna go help her. I'll see you in the evening."
"You know why I haven't been able to concentrate all day?" He whispers, cupping my cheek. I shake my head.
"I've been staring at you all day. I haven't been able to focus on anything but you all fucking day."
"Noah, you can't say things like that before I'm about to leave."
"Well, you better be ready for me tonight." I turn red.
"Okay." I say, and he kisses me softly, and I disappear from the room.
*3 hours later*
"I get it! I understand it! Yes! Thank you so much mom! Oh my gosh! Thank you!!" We'd finished covering the human genome, and the processes of mitosis and meiosis, we'd even gotten through her english, and some of her math.
"Yes!! Good job Fiona!! I'm so proud of you!!" I hug her, and she grins.
"My brain hurts." I chuckle.
"I remember feeling like that for finals when I was younger. It gets better, promise. You're definitely going to be great. And besides, you still have a few more weeks. You didn't procrastinate like I did, so you will definitely be okay."
"Okay, thanks mom."
"Of course."
"Thanks for ordering the pizza by the way."
"Seriously? Why are you thanking me? It was good, and also, I was not going to be able to cook today."
"But still-"
"Will you stop? I'm your mom. This is what I do. Stop thanking me."
"Okay."
"I'm so tired."
"Get some sleep, and we'll do something fun tomorrow."
"You sure? I can clean up the pizza boxe-"
"Get some rest. You've been studying all day. Get a break, watch some TV, read a book, relax."
"Okay." She yawns.
"I think I'm just going to sleep."
"Go for it. Goodnight Fiona."
"Night mom. I'll go say bye to dad." I pick up the pizza boxes, dump them in the trash, and go to Noah's office. His hair is mussed, and his brows are creased, and is furiously typing away on his computer. I don't think he noticed me come inside.
"Hi, baby." I said, leaning against the doorframe. His face cracks into a smile when he sees me.
"Naya! Come here." I go next to him, but he pulls me into his lap, and shows me his computer screen.
"I found this dance tutorial for the Dear Future Husband song, I'm going to send it to you, and we can learn it."
"I love you so much." I crane my neck around, so I can see his face. His dimples are extremely prominent, and he grins.
"Does this mean I have the swimming pool with you tonight?"
"Yeah," I smile, and he kisses my cheek.
"I'll be right there. You better wait for me." He says, getting up. I chuckle.
"Okay, Noah." I go out of the study to change into my swimsuit. Normally, I don't usually wear bikinis, but I figured if it was just Noah and me, then...
I wanted to look good for him, I don't know why, but I- I couldn't explain it. I look, and find the black and white polka dot bikini that Nyra and Anvi had forced to get, repeatedly telling me that I quote "had great boobs" and needed to get it. I hadn't found an excuse to wear it yet, partly because it was more revealing than what I usually wore.
It dipped low in the front, showing a good amount of cleavage, and showing my stomach. I ran my hands over my stomach. It looked a little chubby, but I brushed it off. Noah didn't care about those kinds of things. I put on a wrap, covering myself, and going to the pool, sitting by the edge of it. I hear footsteps a few minutes later, turning around to see a shirtless Noah. Goddamn he is so-
"Hello, beautiful."
"Hi handsome." I take off the wrap, leaving it on a chair, and his mouth drops open. Does he not like it? He doesn't say anything. I cover my stomach with my hands.
"You look so fucking hot. I don't think I even want to go in the pool, I'm just want to fuck the hell-"
I put my hand on his mouth, my cheeks burning, keeping him from saying anything else.
"Sorry," He says sheepishly, and I smile.
"Jump into the pool on three, okay? One, Two THREE!" I hold his hand as we jump, and the cold water hits me all of a sudden. I swim to the surface gasping for air.
"I-tt's-s-s-o c-c-cold," My teeth chatter, and he shivers as well. We swim to the shallower end so I can stand a little bit, and he pulls me to his chest, moving his arms up and down my arms.
"Feeling better?"
"Lots, thank you."
"You look amazing, Shanaya. Really. It fits you so well." Noah says, his hands firmly planted on my bare waist.
"Thank you. You also look beautiful, I mean, hot, I mean handsome. Not that you don't usually look like that, but, I-" He laughs, tilting my chin upwards.
"I know what you mean, love." I smile at him, and he kisses me, my back pressing up against the edge of the pool. He hoists me up, so that we're on the same level, and my legs wrap around his waist. My hands cup his cheek, and brush away his wet curls on his face. I kiss him again, but he splashes water on me.
"Noah!! You-" He's laughing very hard, and I float back down to my normal height.
"You-your f-face!" I splash water in his face.
"You're gonna get it now, Williamson."
"Bring it on, baby." Hes smirks. He tries splashing me, but I duck under the water, leaving my hands at the surface, and splash him back. I resurface back up, and he's nowhere in sight. I spin around and he makes a huge wave, completely soaking me. I cough and sputter.
"Y-You little s-shit!" I make out, and he laughs heartily. He takes my hand, sitting beside me on the steps in the pool.
"So, now that we have some time, should we plan for the w-wedding-" He's slowly kissing my neck.
"Or-or do that too." I say, and he smiles against my skin. My hands go around his neck.
"We've barely even touched each other this week." He whispers.
"I know, I'm sorry. I've been busy-"
"Don't apologize. It makes this all the more worthwhile." I blush again, sliding my hands down his arms, and place them on his abs. He pulls me tighter to him, and his head falls back, as I kiss him everywhere. My lips linger on his neck, slowly sucking, then moving to his earlobe, and he moans, his fingers digging into my bare skin. My lips move against the rough stubble against his jaw, and I slowly drag my finger from his shoulder, tracing it all the way down his body. Feeling confident, I press him against the wall, kissing him, and dominating the kiss.
"Feeling confident tonight, love?" His eyes are half lidded as I pleasure him, his eyes rolling back into his head, as I work my fingers and lips around his body. I kiss all the way down his body. As I try to stand back up, Noah flips me around.
"Such a fucking tease," His hand wraps around the back of my neck, and pressing our lips together once more. His lips went straight to my chest, and every nerve in my body came alive, as he sucked down, and bit down, leaving bite marks all across my chest.
Noah's POV:
I just want to take her so badly. Every time she moans, it completely ruins me. When she kissed my body, my self control completely snapped, and I flipped her against the pool wall. I attacked her lips passionately, and sucked down her cleavage. Her small body arched, and she moaned in my ear. Fuck. I don't know how much longer I'll be able to hold back from her. My fingers touched her back, and traced the water droplets as they flowed down her body, making her look delectable. My hands slowly traced down her legs, I hooked them around me. Our lips didn't leave for even a moment. When the skin of her bare stomach touched mine, I felt her shudder, as I fought the urge to shiver at the sensations she filled with me anytime we were together.
"Naya. I love you." I moaned against her stomach.
"I-I-Noah-" Her breath came out in gasps, and the only thing she said was my name, over and over again. She was so fucking hot, it was impossible to keep my hands off her.
Shanaya's POV:
Noah whispers that he loves me over and over again, and I try to speak, but the words get caught in my throat, because I can't think while he touches me. The only thing I can do is moan his name over and over and over again. He lifts both of us out of the pool, never removing his lips from mine for even an instant. He sets me down on the ground, panting, both of our lips swollen. Both of our eyes are filled with need and lust for the other.
"Fuck. We- Upstairs. Now." He makes out, barely able to speak, his eyes raking across my body, making me feel hot everywhere. I grab my towel, and we barely make it up the stairs, running, and trying to touch each other at the same time. We stumble into the bathroom, and the shower hisses, and turns on. My back hits the bathroom countertop, as he kicks the door shut. He unclips my swimsuit, and slides down the bottoms, discarding his own, and pressing me against the shower door, as the hot water hits our bodies. He grabs the soap, sliding it down my body, his hands rubbing everywhere, and I moan under his touch. He puts me under the water, slowly washing me off. I grab the soap, sliding my hands down his body. He growls in my ear, and when I push him under the water, he kisses me ferociously, with such need. He quickly washes himself off, and pulls me out of the shower, and he wraps a towel around the both of us, our naked bodies pressed up against each other, making each sense hyperaware. After lightly drying off, he throws me onto the bed, climbing on top of me, aggressively kissing me, as I return the kiss with just as much passion. He shuffles around, bringing two ties from his bedside, and tying my hands to the bedpost.
"N-Noah, what are y-you doing?" I pant, as he rubs himself on me.
"Fucking you," He whispers in my ear, and his hands ravish me.
He kisses me down and down, until his tongue kisses me there. I moan, and my body arches, but I can't move, as my hands are held captive.
"Noah," I moan in frustration, as he pleasures me. My hands curl into fists, as I come, longing to grab something, anything. He positions himself over me, and slides into me, and I wrap my legs around his waist. He starts moving quickly, going impossible fast, and powering into me, as I gasp, him reaching every place inside me.
He moans in my ear, as he comes, as we both collapse on top of each other, sweaty, and naked, panting, and listening to each other's heartbeats.
"Holy shit." Noah says, next to me, murmuring into my neck.
"Yeah. Wow." We laugh at the same time.
"That was fucking amazing."
"Yeah," I chuckle.
"Can you untie me please?"
"Fuck, sorry. Um I forgot-" he fumbles with his words, removing my hands from the bedposts, and chucking the ties to some corner of the room.
I sit up, and go to the closet, grabbing one of his shirts and some underwear, while he puts on a pair of boxers.
"New bedroom kinks, huh?" I tease him, and he goes red.
"Shut up." I giggle.
"Our clothes are on the bathroom floor."
"Fuck." We get out of bed again, to pick them up.
"Noah? I'm gonna get some ice cream."
"This late?"
"Why not?" He smiles, and takes my hand, and we go downstairs.
"Mmmm this is so good." I say, smiling.
"Vanilla is better than chocolate."
"No it's not. Stop lying, Noah." He licks his ice cream.
"You're lying."
"Mom? Dad? What are you doing up at two in the morning?" Fiona rubs her eyes, and yawns.
"What are you doing up at two in the morning?" I counter.
"Getting water."
"Oh. We're eating ice cream. Want some? I bought a blue raspberry flavor, it's supposed to be really good."
"Really?"
"Yep, help yourself." SHe takes out the tub, scooping a little into a bowl and eating it.
"This is so good!"
"Is it? I haven't tried it yet." I say.
"You haven't tried every ice cream flavor? Who even are you, mom?" Noah snorts, and I whack him.
"Gimme. I'll have a spoon." I try it, and holy fudgeballs it tastes like cotton candy, it's so good.
"This is so good."
"I know right?"
"I'm gonna try some." Noah takes a spoon of it too.
"This is so fu-freaking good!"
"Right?" Fiona says, fully awake now. Ice cream is honestly the best, and no one can tell me otherwise.