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Noah had not been lying when he said he'd be more than happy to give her whatever it is Rosa asked for

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Noah had not been lying when he said he'd be more than happy to give her whatever it is Rosa asked for. Not that Rosa had doubted him, not ever.

But she also didn't think it had extended as far as personally giving up his time and himself just for the sake of treating her until she was the spoiled brat she had not gotten a chance to be not a day in her life.

Rosa suddenly knew what it was to be spoiled. To be pandered over. To not be denied her every wish.

She suddenly knew what it was to be cared for, shown every inch of affection and desire.

And she certainly hadn't expected to know what it was to be dominated. But not that she'd ever complain when Noah was the one behind her reasons for knowing.

Oh no. Far from it. At that point, Rosa was ready to just give up a journal full of love letters for the man. She'd read every book he had ever fallen in love with. Learn about every artist and historical fact that graced the walls of his museum. Rosa was ready to risk it all and throw herself into every passion of his until she knew every part of him. She was more than willing to do so if it meant keeping Noah close.

The sound of the window coming up and the a/c coming on brought her out of her thoughts and it was once again replaced by the itching feeling of impatience. Rosa looked over at Noah, both his hands wrapped around the steering wheel of his black sports car, the veins in his hands pulsing each time he tightened his grip around it. He seemed to be restraining himself from doing anything without thinking.

But she wished he would just let go of all the thoughts that plagued him.

Of course she could understand why he didn't. He had built himself a life that could easily fall to pieces around him if the public caught wind of the girl he held affection for.

The little girl he had locked away in his car on a cool spring evening.

The sweet girl who's hands held on tight to his forearms as he leaned forwards and grabbed her slim face in his strong hands.

The same girl who looked at him with a strong need glimmering in her pretty eyes until he had finally pulled her forward enough and he kissed her with enough passion to communicate how long he had wished to do so. He kissed her until she could no longer breathe and even longer still, a groan leaving him as her hands grasped for him and grazed the little bit of his chest that peeked out of his two unbuttoned buttons.

Noah began leaning back to give Rosa air and though she felt lightheaded, she began to lean forwards over the center console which brought a smile to Noah's face. His hand gently wrapped around the side of her slim neck, his thumb caressing the delicately soft baby hairs at the base of her neck as she leaned in for more.

He bit down on his bottom lip, his eyes flickering over her flushed face and he smiled before grazing a kiss over the corner her soft lips.

"Noah.." she breathed out and his hold on her neck tightened up ever so gently before he pushed her back against the door, his other hand fumbling behind him to lock the door just in case.

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