4EVER

Chapter 13 - Overachiever

"Mmmm..."

Prince moaned tenderly in her ear, causing her brow to arch and heavy lids to lazily open to a slit. Brushing his plump lower lip and a bit of his soul patch along the rim of her ear, he cuddled up close molding into her every curve.

Noelle's barely parted pout mashed together as she felt her body flush with arousal feeling a shiver travel down her spine and her eyes to slowly flutter open.

Gentle, warm kisses graced her exposed shoulder steadily rousing her as he teased her cool skin that was outside of the comforter.

Noelle coveted his right hand, placed a kiss on the palm, safely nestling it between her breasts. But he wanted more, quickly to cup her left breast and her hand contently surrendering to rest on top of his.

It was still dark outside and she could tell they hadn't been asleep for long. The moon's subtle light along with the brightness of the new fallen snow crept in through the cracks in the partially open shutters giving the room a blue, but romantic glow.

As Noelle shifted, she noticed a lovely mild heat simmering below from his earlier, very pronounced presence.

Just thinking about this man inside of her was wreaking havoc on her brain and in her heart. She was trying not to have any negative thoughts, but sometimes he reminded her of Jack.

There was a part of her that wished she could completely expunge Jack from her memory, but he had done such a number on her that even on her best day thoughts would creep in. Sure it was more than five years ago, but Noelle couldn't help but get caught in her dust-ridden cobwebs of thoughts about Jack, they were only a few days out from their wedding.

Could a man like Prince be her 4EVER? Or perhaps he's just here to help her move beyond Jack...or will he be her new Jack?

For just a moment she recalled the night with Gabriel. Marissa gave him glowing recommendations, but he too showed overwhelming confidence by kissing her so quickly after they met. Noelle couldn't help but acknowledged she was no doubt attracted to a certain type.

The majority of the time though, it felt so good to be with Prince and that is what she chose to hold onto...for now.

Prince's hand ventured down to tightly squeeze her waist as his words effortlessly slipped from his lips, "God I missed the idea of you. I had given up trying to find the one...my one...then you go and show up."

Her eyes widened at his confession.

"I even tried to resist you, you know that? How could I ever? Especially since it feels like you were placed right in front of me, like divine intervention."

He roamed up to her breast, tenderly plucking at her nipple.

"Resist me?" She questioned.

"When I saw you in Minneapolis. The bookstore manager, Anna, she wanted to introduce us. I was so flustered, I walked right out of the store neglecting to pay for your book. I eventually sent her a check, but I could have been convicted of shoplifting over avoiding you." He jested.

What a picture it was, she contemplated, to think of Prince making haste out of the bookstore, dead set on not meeting. This share was much different than how Jack would have behaved. Jack would have been all thick in his Rico Suave conceitedness, boasting how much she would have wanted to meet him. Maybe Prince is the perfect balance.

Although with his latest revelation, she did wonder how or if things would have played out differently if they had met that night at the bookstore. Bradley and her had made such a mad dash because of the snow threatening to close the airport. The two of them meeting that night would have surely been short-lived.