Forever

| Chapter Seventeen ~ Happiness ~ |

Mature Content!

Richelle's Pov
"Noah," I softly moaned as he pushed me against the wall.

My legs were wrapped around him and my head was slightly tilted to the side. He was kissing all up and down my neck, probably leaving thousands of hickeys, but I didn't care. I was just enjoying the moment.

His lip trailed from my neck to my mouth. This was for sure the best make out session we'd ever had. His muscular arms were placed either side of me to stop me from falling. I placed my arms around his neck, smiling each time we pulled away.

As we were kissing, I felt him tug at my shirt. I pulled away, smiled and took of my shirt. My skin felt cool as the warmth of my shirt was no longer there, but was soon warm again as I felt Noah press himself against me.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, trailing his lips down my body, his hand tugging at my bra strap.

I placed my hand on him, stopping him. He looked at me, slightly confused. I answered him by saying, "your turn."

His shirt almost instantly came off, giving me a great view of his perfectly toned body. Something came over me, and I began kissing him. All of him. I kissed all down his neck to his abs, hearing him give off occasional moans.

I swung my legs off him and jumped off. Instantly, I began kissing his lips. My hands began to trail down his body from his neck to his pants. I felt the button for his jeans and seductively whispered in his ears, "May I?"

"Yes you may," he smirked as I began to undo his button.

Soon enough, he was standing there, kissing me in nothing but his boxers. I then felt his hands reach for button and I let him take my jeans off. I stood there in nothing but my lacy red bra and my matching thong.

I felt his hands on my butt, his touch slightly tickling my skin, sending butterflies through my stomach. I jumped back up to him, my legs around his waist.

"Shall we take this to the bedroom?" He asked, a grin on his face.

"Indeed we shall."

Noah's Pov
The next morning I woke up a little earlier than usual. Richelle was still next to me, asleep. I couldn't believe we were getting married! I couldn't believe I was marrying the most beautiful woman in the world.

I let her sleep; she seemed so tired. I decided to make her breakfast in bed. She was always so sweet to me, making me breakfast, I decided to make it for her. I'd do it every day if I could, but she would always wake up before me!

Once I'd been downstairs and made her her favourite breakfast, a fruit platter and a healthy cereal, I slowly made my way back upstairs to our bedroom.

"Richelle, baby," I softly whispered, gently shaking her awake and planting a kiss on her forehead.

She squirmed a little bit before opening her gorgeous eyes and looking at me with a smile. My lips touched hers, but soon parted so that I could speak.

"Sorry to wake you up sweetie," I softly told her as she sat up, "but I made you your favourite."

Her face lit up with happiness as she saw what I had done. I felt her place a kiss on my cheek, making me chuckle a little.

"Thank you, Noah."

I placed my arm around her and we just sat there for the rest of the morning; cuddling, kissing and talking about our future together.