The door to Noah's room was already on the latch as I teetered down the corridor, my high heels swinging from my hand. Pushing it open, my eyes took a second to adjust to the dim light provided by a single candle burning on the coffee table.

"Noah?" I called.

"In the bedroom," he called back.

Dropping my shoes on the sofa, I headed over to the bedroom. Peering around the door an instant smile spread across my tipsy face at the sight of Noah, sat in an armchair by the window with his shirt off and his smart black trousers undone at the belt. Another candle burned next to the bed, its heady jasmine scent filling the room.

"You took ages," he said, gesturing for me to go to him.

"The taxi got lost," I replied, walking towards the armchair. "I think he was just conning me out of a bigger fare."

As he pulled me down onto his lap, he nuzzled his face into my neck. "I've been going nuts waiting for you to get here," he whispered.

"Well I'm here now," I smiled, dropping my head back to allow his lips more access to the bare skin igniting under his light kisses.

Placing his arm under my knees, Noah stood up from the chair, lifting me with him. As he carried me over to the bed, his eyes began to sparkle in the candlelight.

"Did you close the door on your way in?"

"Yep."

"Good."

He laid me gently on the bed before leaning over my body. His face just millimetres from mine, his hands rested on the pillow as his bare chest radiated with the light, clean aftershave that drove me wild.

"I love you, Abi."

"I love you too."

"Having you there tonight," he continued, tracing a fingertip lightly over my collarbone, "It meant everything to me. I wouldn't be where I am now if it wasn;t for you."

I smiled, reaching a hand to softly stroke his stubble.

"I'm sure you would," I whispered, "You're amazing."

Noah shook his head. "No, you're amazing. I owe you a lot, Abs. If I hadn't met you I'd still be a mess, doing God knows what with my life."

I didn't want to be reminded of his past. Before he could say anymore, I lifted my head off the pillow and met his lips with mine. Shifting his weight, Noah knelt one knee on the bed as he continued to lean over me.

"Why aren't you laying down?" I asked, pulling my mouth away for a second.

"I've got something I wanted to give you," he smiled. "If you'll let me?"

I smiled back, the playful look on his face intriguing me. "Depends what it is..."

"I wanted to treat you like a queen tonight," he muttered. "Make it all about you."

"I'm liking the sound of that," I whispered, a coy smile on my lips.

"You have to trust me, though," he replied, his brow furrowing slightly as he attempted to read my face.

"I trust you."

Standing up, Noah walked over to the chest of drawers in the corner of the room. Pulling the top one open, I heard him fumbling around and strained my eyes to try and make out what he was doing in the dim candlelight.

Turning around, he walked back towards the bed, his hands behind his back.

"Close your eyes."

Giving him a curious smile, I did as I was told. The soft silk of a blindfold as he placed it over my eyes took me by surprise.

Without saying a word, Noah rolled me onto my front before undoing the zip down the back of my dress and sliding it off.

"No underwear?" he whispered, "Wish I'd known that earlier."

My face buried against the pillow, I smirked to myself at his discovery. Gently tracing his fingers all the way down my spine and across my buttocks, I could already feel my excitement growing for whatever he had in store.

Pushing my hips, Noah rolled me over once more so I was on laid my back, my naked breasts tingling at the thought of his touch, my centre gently throbbing for him.

With my eyes covered, I had no idea where he was or what he was going to do next. The feel of more silk around my wrists answered my curiosity.

Gently tying my hands together across my stomach, he raised them above my head before attaching them to bedframe. The light brush of his mouth against my nipple caused me to gasp as he moved down my body, carefully tying each ankle to the posts at the bottom of the bed.

I had never felt so exposed, tied up in those soft restraints, my legs wide apart and my sense heightened by the lack of vision. I had also never felt so turned on; the pulsing between my legs growing so strong that I could feel myself twitching as I waited for his touch.

It felt as though I had to wait forever, the anticipation of not knowing where Noah would go driving me wild as I lay there in complete surrender to him. After what seemed like a lifetime, a long groan escaped my throat when he finally cut the tension by placing his lips softly between my legs.

His tongue as light as a feather, he circled it against my most sensitive spot as I arched my back from the bed. The inability to move my hands or feet heightened the sensation of every lick, the warmth of his mouth as he began to gently suck setting my body on fire.

Sliding a finger inside, Noah used his thumb to rub circles against me as his mouth moved up to my breasts, leaving a trail of wet kisses across my stomach. With his tongue teasing my nipples and his fingers massaging me closer to the edge, I fought to catch my breaths against the waves that crashed around me. I was at his mercy, and he knew it.

Moving his lips onto mine, his tongue tasted musky and sweet as he probed mine. His fingers still playing between my legs, the familiar feeling of climax was drawing further towards the centre of my stomach, its knot tightening with every curl of Noah's long finger inside me, ready to burst.

As I clung onto the edge of desire, trying to stop myself from crying out loud, Noah's hand slowly withdrew from the dampness it had created. His lips left mine and I sensed him move away from the bed.

Letting out a whimper at the feeling of him no longer being near, I gasped out the few words I could string together from the kaleidoscope of colours and sensations running flooding through my brain.

"Where are you going?"

I heard him chuckle gently. "I told you, this is all about you tonight. I bought you something at the airport and I want to give it to you now."

He bought me something? Why the hell does he want to give it to me now, right when I'm about to come?

My questions were soon answered as I felt Noah crawling onto the bed next to me. Something cold dragged lightly up the inside of my thigh as he ran his lips across my neck. Out of nowhere, it began to buzz, causing me to jump as Noah let out a small laugh.

"What the fuck?" I gasped.

Noah continued to drag the vibrating object slowly and gently across my skin, brushing it over my centre.

"I thought you might enjoy this," he whispered, "Are you happy for me to carry on?"

As he asked, he circled my nipple with the object. Intense waves shot through every part of my body. Whatever he had bought, I was more than happy for him to play with it, if it was going to feel like that.

Nodding as my breath hitched into short, sharp pants, Noah's lips pressed against mine as he moved his hand further down south. The buzzing drew closer towards my centre then, causing me to shoot so far off the bed I would have probably fallen off if I hadn't been tied on, he pushed it against my clitoris.

Unlike the warm feel of his mouth and fingers, the smooth, cool rubber slid against me almost clinically as Noah began to rub it in light circles against my nerve endings. The intense buzzing would hit a certain spot every now and then that made my head feel as though it was about to explode.

All the while, Noah's full, soft lips never left mine, his comforting kiss reassuring me throughout the overwhelming haze caused by the blindfold, the silk restraints, and now a vibrator.

And the most earth-shattering orgasm I'd ever had.

Screaming against his mouth as the rolls of pleasure burst within me, my legs stiffened in their restraints and every muscle in my face screwed up tight. Wave after wave flowed between my legs as Noah slid the vibrator from my throbbing centre and gently pushed it inside me.

It was all too much. Throwing my head to one side, an animalistic cry left my mouth, loud and guttural as ecstasy washed over me. My entire body was pounding as I thrashed against the object in Noah's palm, the warm, silky evidence of my pleasure running down onto the skin of his tattooed hand.

I'm pretty sure I must have passed out. When I came back to full consciousness, the buzzing had stopped and Noah's warm mouth was gently kissing the dull heartbeat throbbing between my legs.

"Noah."

My throat was dry and raspy, my lips sore from where my teeth had dug in.

I felt him lift his head and place a trail of kisses on my body as he crawled up to meet me. Lifting the blindfold from my eyes, I squinted and blinked as the gentle amber glow of the candle filled my pupils.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his brow knitting with concern.

I drew in a huge sigh and let it out before curling my lips into a smile.

"Holy fucking Christ."

Noah laughed gently. "Thank God for that, I was worried you might have died on me there."

I furrowed my eyebrows at him. "So you thought you'd go down on a dead girl?"

"Well," he smiled, starting to untie my wrists, "Brought you back to life, didn't it?"

With my hands and feet finally free, I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck as he lay down next to me.

"So, did you like your new toy?"

I felt my cheeks flush in the darkness as I nodded silently.

"Do you remember when we first met?" Noah continued. "Did you ever imagine that just over a year later you'd be in Vegas, tied to a bed and screaming the hotel down?"

I shoved his chest with my palm as he laughed and pulled me in closer to his bare torso. "Did you ever imagine you'd still be a smug asshole?"

"I am who I am," he smiled, "It's why you love me."

"I do love you," I replied, smiling back. "So much that it hurts."

"I know what you mean," he whispered, pressing his forehead against mine.

Silently, we breathed each other in deeply as the night's alcohol and excitement finally caught up with us both. As each heavy muscle in my body melted into his and the world faded away into a muffled haze, I couldn't be sure if I imagined it or if Noah really did mutter something more just as I fell into a deep sleep. 

Something about the future. Something that sounded a lot like it had the words 'marry me' in there somewhere.