Okay, if fate was on Noah's side, it was definitely favoring him that night. Just before he could call Lara, an unexpected call came in. And the reason for the call was even more unexpected.

  "It's just that... our parting sex, I can't forget it no matter what I do. I always imagine it, Noah. The way you just fingered me out of nowhere, right there in the car. Then, you didn't even let me get to the hotel. I was so surprised because you just parked the car in a dark place and I thought you were going to do me in the car. But you took me out, you had sex with me with our clothes on.

  How you pounded on me so deep and hard, how you pulled my hair and bit my neck. Gosh... you fucked me really hard that night, Noah. You fucked my brains out. I didn't know you could be like that. Seriously, why did you only do that to me at the end? All those times, were you just holding back from being wild and dirty?"

  She laughed, flirtatiously. Noah's mind seemed to be on autopilot, just listening, but he couldn't deny that he was getting turned on by what she was saying.

  "I didn't know I was capable of talking so vulgarly. But that night, it was like something woke up in me, the part of me that actually likes that kind of sex. I tried dating other men, but I failed. I'm still looking for that sex, Noah. I want to experience it again. S-so, I just thought I'd call you and be frank about it. I don't want to beat around the bush anymore. I want us to hook up."

  Hook-up?

  Was this really Dana on the phone? Why was she suddenly so aggressive?

  "N-noah? Are you still there?"

  He swallowed before answering. "Yes."

  Dana laughed. "Are you shocked? I'm not asking you to get back together, okay? It's just that, I'm not ready to go on dates again. Sorry, Noah. But we can be friends if you want."

  Noah's eyes narrowed. "Don't apologize. I never said I wanted to date you again."

  The other line went silent. The woman was probably surprised by the menacing tone in his voice. He was always known to be strict, serious, and uptight, but never really crass or mean.

  "You want sex, right?" he asked her directly.

  "Y-yes."

  Noah smirked. "Then I'll come over and fuck you, Dana. When can we meet?"

  They were going to meet at Dana's condo that night. He rushed through dinner at his house, where he was with his family. Leo, who was on the porch, was surprised when Noah practically ran out the door.

  "Where are you going?" Nate asked. "Dad and Josh are leaving later." He probably thought Noah was avoiding their father and half-brother again.

  His parents were divorced, and his father had a new family. His mother lived in a house she bought. Everything seemed to be going well so far.

  "Let's set up dinner again another day," he told his brother, passing him by.

  He needed to do this for his own sanity. Besides, he could hear Dana's need in her voice. He also wanted to fulfill her need for warmth. She wanted sex? She would get it, and she would get it good.

  Dana practically threw herself at him when he opened the door to her condo. He didn't hold back, he pinned her against the door and ripped off her thin tank top. She wasn't wearing a bra, so his mouth immediately found one of her breasts.

  His lover was pulling at his hair, eager and excited. "God, Noah!"

  Next, Noah ripped off her gym shorts. As he expected, Dana was also panty-less. She was already wet when he felt her.

  He quickly pulled down his pants and released his manhood. He watched her as he put on a condom, her mouth wide open in anticipation. He then turned her around and shoved himself inside her in one hard push.

  The woman let out a loud moan, turning to look at him with a pained expression. But even in her pain, there was excitement, the feeling of pleasure.

  "I almost forgot how huge you are," she said to him, giggling. "It's different. My goodness!"

  "I'm huge?" he teased her as he began pumping in and out of her. "It's my cock that's huge. Say it, Dana. Don't be scared to use the word cock."

  She obeyed his command. "Your cock is... oooh! So huge, sooo fucking huge!" She didn't just say it. She screamed it at the top of her lungs.

  The door slammed as Noah sped up his thrusting into her. He didn't care if he disturbed any neighbors. If anything, it kind of excited him.

  "Noah, oh, my goodness! I think I'm gonna come very soon. I've been wet for a while now, since I was waiting for you- ooooh!"

  He closed his eyes as the heat intensified. But as he closed his eyes, a beautiful face appeared in his mind. The face of another woman, not the one he was with that night.

  "Shit, shit!" he muttered, his teeth gritting.

  "Did I tell you you sound so hot when you cuss like that?" Dana said, laughing.

  He closed his mouth as he grunted and groaned while pounding on his mate.

  He didn't want any words to slip out. Not with Dana. She wasn't like Lara, she might be offended if he called out another woman's name.

  He breathed a sigh of relief when he felt her inner muscles contract.

  "Noah, I can't stop. I'm gonna come!"

  He didn't say anything. He just sped up his thrusts and ground against her buttocks.

  Her scream echoed throughout Noah's unit as she reached her peak. She went limp and her hands loosened their grip on the door, but he quickly grabbed her hands. He pinned her hands against the door and kept ramming her dripping pussy. Imagining it was Astrid's.

  "Would you take my cock in your mouth, Ing-- Dana?"

  Shit. Close call! He just couldn't stop himself, could he?

  "Y-you wanna cum in my mouth?" she said, sounding excited. "Sure!"

  And into her mouth went his manhood, releasing every last drop.

  Noah accepted Dana's invitation to have coffee with her before they parted ways that night. But before that, he took her on the Cleopatra chair. He fucked her doggy style, pulling both of her arms backward. Thankfully, he didn't slip up and call out Ingrid's name, but he still couldn't get her out of his mind while he was with another woman. Ingrid was the only one he could think about at that moment. He should feel ashamed, but he couldn't deny that deep down, in the darkest part of himself, he felt a strange thrill.

  "I hope you don't think less of me," Dana said while they were on the condo balcony.

  "What do you mean?"

  "That I just called you for sex." She sighed. "Though I can't blame you if that's how you feel. I know our society still doesn't fully accept sexually liberated women. It's like only men are allowed to have multiple partners."

  Noah shook his head. "I don't look down on that, Dana. Don't assume things like that. I like women who know what they want and are confident in themselves. Your body, your choice."

  She smiled. "Well, thank you. I've thought about this for a long time before reaching out to you. I honestly thought you wouldn't agree if there were just no strings attached."

  He shrugged. "You're still single, and I don't have any commitments either. We're both horny, so why not?"

  Dana laughed. "Geez, Noah. You really surprised me. Why didn't you show this wild side of yours when we were dating? I probably wouldn't have let you go back then."

  He just laughed and quickly finished his coffee. As much as he wanted to spend more time with her, he knew he needed to leave. It would be a disaster if he accidentally moaned the name of the woman he's currently infatuated with.

  "Hmmm, let me guess. You're kind of shy about showing this side of yourself? Afraid that women might be shocked and refuse to sleep with you again?" Dana teased, but he just smiled in response. "I mean, don't get me wrong, Noah. I enjoyed every single time we had sex. You were a fantastic partner. But that last time was what I'd call 'the bomb.' The way you rammed yourself into me like that-- so rough, so raw. And we did it outside. So hot."

  "I need to go," Noah said with a smile as he finished his coffee.

  "Already?" Dana asked, sounding disappointed.

  He didn't let himself be stopped. "I told you earlier, my family is at home."

  Dana stood up as well. "Hmm, well, thank you for coming, Noah," she said, walking over to him and fixing his collar. "You know what number to call, lover boy."