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When Noah came home, I was relaxing and in my Jack Skellington pajama pants and a black tank top that fit cutely over my belly. I was aimlessly scrolling through my phone and watching The Office thinking it was getting a little late and I was expecting Noah to be home. I noticed I had a new notification and clicked on it.
ItsKaylasWorld requested to follow you.
My stomach dropped seeing the familiar bitch's face right in the little circle in the corner.
Ugh.
What does she think I'm dumb? She tried to make a move on my fiancé and she's got another thing coming if she thought I would accept her request. My assumption is she was being nosy, knowing that Noah had blocked her the next day after she kissed him and he hasn't spoken to her since.
I denied her request and I heard the front door downstairs open and close. Noah was finally home and I wasn't mad at him anymore. The fact that Kayla was trying to even become relevant again was starting a fire in me, fueling my rage...but we just had an argument centered around her earlier and I didn't want to keep bringing her up to him.
Eventually I heard his footsteps coming up the stairs after he got settled and I looked over at him coming through the doorway to our bedroom.
"Hi." I said quietly, still mad about Kayla trying to follow me but I tried to push it to the back of my mind.
"Hi babe." Noah said, pulling out a beautiful bouquet of flowers from behind his back. I melted, seeing a mixture of fiery tiger lilies, balanced beautifully with different colored roses and magenta carnations. I gasped at the beautiful sight. Noah knew I loved flowers, and I thought it was a nice gesture, knowing it was his way of saying he was sorry for the argument.
"Noah," I melted, taking the bouquet and burying my nose into them, "ugh they're so beautiful. Thank you." He kneeled onto the bed and leaned in kissing me softly. I was suddenly overwhelmed wanting to make things up to him as well. I was stewing in my hatred for Kayla and her attempt at destroying our relationship, and I wanted to remind Noah of one of the reasons why he stayed with me.
I gently laid the bouquet on our bedside table and I turned to him, leaning in and taking his bottom lip between my teeth. His eyebrows slightly raised in arousal, knowing exactly what my teasing meant.
I put my hand on his chest, guiding him to lay back, relaxing his head against the pillows. He looked pleasantly surprised when I straddled him, rubbing his abs under his shirt.
"Someone's happy about the flowers..." he joked and I giggled a little.
"Well...yes...those too...but I also wanted to say I'm sorry for earlier. I love you Noah...and I just get nervous I might lose you again."
He looked at me sincerely and put his hand on my cheek, caressing me with his thumb.
"Baby...next month you're officially going to be my wife. I'm never going anywhere. I choose you. Forever." I melted and I slid his shirt off just wanting to make it about him. It had been a while since I did a favor for him and I wanted to remind him of what else I could do.
I slowly kissed him, gently massaging my tongue against his. He made a cute little 'mmm' sound, very much approving of where this was going. I pulled away and slowly took my time,leaving a trail of wet kisses down his chest and happy trail. I felt him entangle his fingers into my hair, his eyes never leaving me. I took my time undoing his jeans and I kissed around the top of his boxer shorts, wanting him to also feel my hot breath on his skin.
"You're killing me, Eve." He said huskily, already worked up. The bulge in his boxers was huge and he was ready to be released. I saw a look of relief on his face when I finally hooked my fingers around the waistband and pulled them down and off with a bit of his assistance. I looked up at him innocently, dragging my tongue everywhere but the one spot he truly wanted me to. I licked beside it, around it, anywhere but. I felt him grow tense at the anticipation. His cock was already rock hard even though I barely touched him and I smirked at him, finding the frustration on his face a little entertaining.
I started planning gentle kisses along his shaft, and I felt him tense up again, letting out a small groan. His patience was wearing thin. He smirked at me when he noticed me trying to stifle a laugh and he pulled my hair just a little being playful knowing that was also a turn on for me.
"Oh you think this is funny?" He asked raising an eyebrow and I giggled a little.
"I'm sorry baby. You're just so cute when you're frustrated." I confessed. He smiled at me when I locked eyes with his. Without any warning, I took him into my warm mouth, causing a small moan to escape his perfect lips.
"Oh god...yes. Yes, Eve, that's it sweetie..." his words encouraged me as I continued to move my mouth up and down his shaft slowly. I wanted him to feel everything and I was purposely taking my time so he could thoroughly enjoy it. It had been a while since I pleased him this way and I figured it was about time I pull out my tricks after our argument earlier. The look on his face was so satisfying to me, knowing the last thought on his mind was Kayla, or anyone else for that matter. He was all mine, completely zoned in to watching me pleasuring him, and I felt like I was the only one that was relevant to him anymore. It took us a while to get here in our relationship, but my belief that he loved only me was finally outweighing my insecurities and this was new for me.
I kept my eyes on his beautiful face to gauge his pleasure.
It was kind of funny...
Looking back to when we first dated, I used to get stage fright, thinking he was so hot that I wanted to basically hide underneath the covers the entire time. Now, I wanted him to watch me...and I wanted to look deep into his eyes with every gutteral moan he released from his throat.
His labored breaths increased as his head rolled back, his eyes fluttered closed while he gripped my hair.
"Fuck baby, if you keep it up I won't last much longer." He was clearly expecting to have full on sex tonight, as that's usually what this led to, but I just wanted to spoil him for now. It was more than enough gratification for me just knowing that I was getting him off and didn't necessarily desire him returning the favor right away. I slowly pulled away from him, the tip of his cock making a slight popping sound as it left my lips. He exhaled just realizing he had been holding his breath for a few moments.
"I want you to cum for me, Noah." I gave him the green light and I smirked at him lightly kissing the head. He twitched beneath my gentle touch, inclining himself to me clearly wanting me to keep going. He looked like he was drunk with love as he watched me continue through hooded eyes. He bit his lip in between his labored breaths, watching my every move and slightly thrusting his hips along with my movements unable to help himself.
"I'm-I'm..." he could barely finish his sentence as I showed the most love to the head of his cock, knowing his most sensitive spots and I used my warm hand to slowly stroke him. The double sensations sent him over the edge as he let out a deep, gruff moan, exploding into the back of my throat. I swallowed quickly, wanting to surprise him. I wasn't always a fan of that, but I knew most men probably fantasized about it and I wanted to spice things up.
"Holy....fuck..." he managed to whisper between his heavy breaths, his body going limp with exhaustion. I couldn't help but to slightly smile to myself, commending myself for evidently doing a great job keeping him content.
I laid next to him, rubbing his chest and closing my eyes taking in the intimate moment.
Once he managed to recover, he leaned down and kissed me softly on my lips.
"I think it's your turn." He hinted and I gently ran my finger over his soft lips.
"That's okay baby..."
"Whaaaaaat?" He looked a little disappointed and I couldn't help but to chuckle.
"Rain check, my love. Honestly I'm a little tired and I really just wanted to make things up to you. I'm happy you're satisfied." I yawned a bit not able to hold it in. He eyed me suspiciously not feeling right not returning the favor right away but he knew I was sleepy often now that I was this far into the pregnancy so he didn't want to insist.
"Alright. Fine... but I owe you." He kissed my forehead and pulled me to him, pulling the covers up over us. He stroked my hair for a while deep in thought.
"I was thinking..." he started, talking quietly knowing I was on the edge of sleep.
"Hmm?"
"How would you feel about letting me plan the wedding..." I paused not sure if I heard him correctly, and slowly opened my eyes.
"Wait...you mean like...on your own?"
He smiled tiredly and slightly nodded.
"Yeah...I know we both agreed we just want a small ceremony and realistically I don't think I could fuck it up that bad." He scrunched up his nose at the last part and I laughed at his humbleness. Noah never gave himself a ton of credit, but he could be very considerate and thoughtful. He was the type of guy to pay attention to details, knowing exactly what I loved and what I didn't like...and I was confident if he wanted to take the challenge into his own hands, he could absolutely do it.
"But...why don't you want to do it together? Just so it doesn't just fall on you..."
"Because...I've been doing a lot of thinking and it's the least I can do Evie. You're literally carrying our child and you're so positive even through all the sickness and everything...you've put up with me all this time even though I was an idiot and gave you hell...you've literally done so much for me and I want to just finally
repay you somehow."
My eyes glazed over with emotion, thinking that was one of the sweetest most considerate things he's ever said to me. He smiled at me cutely, able to tell by my reaction that I approve of the idea.
"I love you so fucking much." Was all I was able to choke out through my trembling voice and I leaned in, kissing him sweetly. He kissed me back, holding me to him also feeling overwhelmed with joy. I snuggled up to him when we broke away, basking in the bliss of his warm arms hugging me all night. Of course, I was still naturally nervous leaving it all up to Noah and felt weird having no involvement, but I thought it was endearing he wanted to do this for me and take the stress off of my shoulders. I fell asleep with my head on his chest, finally feeling like I was exactly where I needed to be in this exact moment in my life. Next month I was marrying my soulmate, our baby would be here in a few short months, and for once in my life I didn't feel an empty void in my heart...I was truly fulfilled.