Novels by Neemah

JulietThe next morning, I stirred awake, tired and sore all over. I opened my eyes to the empty space beside me. It took a moment for my fuzzy brain to fully remember what happened the night before. My cheeks warmed, when I remembered Noah going down on me after the second round. And then I dragged my spent body through another shower, instantly falling asleep. I sat up, wincing at the soreness between my legs. It felt quiet, like there was no one else around. My brows lifted in surprise when I noticed my clothes neatly folded on the couch. Pushing myself off the bed, I walked towards it. A note was left on top of it, in a messy scrawl, a surprise for someone so organised. ‘I had to leave for work and I didn't want to disturb your sleep. You can call hotel services if you need anything’, the note read. A huge part of me was glad that Noah had left before I woke up. It would have been very awkward. What was I supposed to say to a one night stand the next morning? I didn't know,

Juliet“I want you to fuck me”. Noah bit his lip, a cocky smile on his face as he drew away from me. He held my gaze for a moment, and I knew I would pay any amount to know what was going through his mind. Did he think I was pathetic? Had I sold myself cheap?When he got off the couch, leaving me lying, a sense of awareness took hold of me. My cheeks and neck felt warm, as I pulled down the shirt I wore. I tried to fix my bra, but then he said, “Come on”, with his hand stretched towards me. Noah seemed rather calm and unaffected compared to earlier. If it wasn't for the unmissable tent at the crotch of his sweatpants, I would have thought everything was one sided. He tilted his head at me in question. I placed my hand on his. He grabbed it, easily helping me off the couch. “What's wrong?” He asked, his eyes searching my face. “Nothing”, I said quietly, shaking my head. Without a word, I let Noah lead me to the bedroom. When he shut the door behind him, the rational part of

Juliet Heat rose beneath my skin, as my lips brushed against Noah's. It was quick, barely a kiss. I retreated, heart pounding against my chest. I stared at Noah's frozen expression, cheeks and neck burning. What did I just do? I thought. “I’m sorry”, I said. “I shouldn't have done that”, I licked my lips as I looked away. Maybe I misread things. How stupid could I be to think this perfect stranger wanted me? I tried to get up, unable to look at him. But then held me back. I turned to Noah with a questioning look. The expression on his face was intense, jaws ticking. “What are you apologizing for?” He asked, his voice deeper. “Kissing you?” I asked, staring at him in confusion. Was he angry? Irritated? “That was barely a kiss.” “What?” “Do it again”, his eyes drifted lower to my lips. I let out a shaky breath. What the hell was I doing? And why was I leaning forward again? He swallowed when I closed the space between us. I breathed in his scent, masculine and he

Juliet I swore internally, wrapping my arms around myself. But it wasn't exactly helping things. Even though he was no longer looking, my cheeks heated up in embarrassment. Noah suddenly took off his suit jacket and wrapped it around me. “It’s a bit wet and cold but it should do”, he said awkwardly. A bit was an understatement, but “Thanks”. “Let's go get you a jacket before you catch a cold”, he said. I nodded, already feeling chills over my skin. A man dressed in a crisp suit and tie, holding a pad approached us. “Hello, ma’am, sir, apologies for the inconvenience”, he said, looking at the both of us. They were people dressed the same way attending to other guests too. “Do you know where we can get a jacket for her? Or anything?” Noah asked. The man’s expression turned apologetic. “I’m sorry, but it's very late and all our boutiques are closed. If you don't mind, we can send a robe and some towels up to your room?” He asked, turning to me. “I’m not a guest”, I said quie

Juliet Oh God, he's good looking. I thought with a bit of panic. As if he wasn't already stunning enough, he smiled. “Sorry I disturbed you. All the other tables are occupied. Mind if I join you?” Dimples. “Sure!” I agreed, immediately regretting it. “Thanks”, he said, taking a seat in front of me. Having been married to a man like Declan, I had grown to be able to socialise with strangers. But those were under specific conditions and I was always mentally prepared. There was no way I could have a normal conversation with a man who came from nowhere and not be awkward. In a bid to avoid him, I turned back to admiring the view while sipping my drink. “Beautiful view isn't it?” I simply hummed an agreement. “Everything about this city screams extravagance”, he said. I looked at him. There must be a ‘why do you think so’ on my face, because he continued. “Just look at the buildings from this view. Exaggerated structure. It looks like some sort of a competition i

Juliet Just as I was about to give up and go back, the door pulled open, revealing Grace in her nightwear. She frowned at me in concern. “Are you okay?” She asked. “I’m good. I just… couldn't sleep”. After the message I received, I had tossed and turned, unable to think of anything else but Declan. And he was the last person I wanted to occupy my mind. While I was on my phone, I realised Grace had unblocked me, and I texted her impulsively. “Okay. Come in then”. “Thanks”. Grace shut the door behind me, while I walked inside her hotel room. “I’m sorry for bothering you”, I said, turning to Grace. “It's fine”, she said, walking towards her bed where her laptop laid on. “I know you aren't a big fan of movies, but I was just about to watch one. Want to join me?” She asked. I smiled at the fact that she still remembered that I did not have the attention span to watch anything longer ten minutes. “Sure”, I nodded, willing to sit through anything rather than be alone w