He looked around quickly. “I mean, I think any guy would.”
I set my hand down on his thigh and stroked it slowly. “Do you like this?” I asked.
Noah swallowed hard, and then he nodded. His eyes were half–closed and looking down at me. “I do…”
The candles had almost gone out, and the room was dark. I let my hand wander higher up on his leg, sliding across the thick fabric of his college pants. At least he’s not wearing jeans. I lifted my gaze and met his eyes, my hand teasing the seam of his pants.
“I saw something earlier…” I confessed.
“Oh?”
“Yeah… When you came out of the shower and walked to your bedroom. I wasn’t sure if it was your hand or your… you know… because it looked so big…”
Noah smirked quickly. “Maybe you should pull my pants down and find out.”
He reached his hand up and stroked my hair, letting his fingertip trace along the outline of my earlobe. It felt good. I pushed the blanket aside and grabbed his pants in my hands, pulling them down slowly. Noah’s breathing had become sharp and controlled, and he was pressing his lips together tightly.
He took his pants off the rest of the way and kicked them across the floor, and I placed my hand back down on his bare thigh. It felt muscular and hairy underneath my smooth palm. I ran my hand up and down his leg, each time moving it closer to his torso, until my fingertips were brushing against the base of his boxers.
I looked up into Noah’s eyes while I let my hand slide into his underwear, feeling the warmth of his groins without touching it. I was teasing him. Then, when his eyes looked like he couldn’t handle it for a second longer, I grabbed the seam of his boxers and pulled them down. His cock sprung free and we both took a deep breath.
Wrapping my fingers around the base of his thick cock, I started to move my hand up and down his entire length. It hadn’t been his arm after all.
Noah’s hand reached around my head and his fingers massaged my scalp.
“Oh, Kim…” He moaned and closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the sofa.
His cock felt warm against my skin, and it pulsated heavily against my fingers. It was filling with blood the entire time, growing larger and larger with each second. I thought about what he’d done earlier, when he dove into the river and saved Levi. I never repaid him for it, I thought to myself. But I want to reward him somehow…
I licked my lips thoroughly and leaned in, placing my mouth on the tip of Noah’s cock. He let out a surprised groan, and his hand wandered down onto my back and into my shirt. While he stroked my bare skin, I pulled his foreskin down and started to move my mouth downwards.
Slowly, I took more and more of his length into my mouth. My tongue rolled around his shaft, coating it in my saliva. He let out quiet grunts every now and then, voicing his pleasure.
Having his swollen cock in my hand had felt great, but it was nothing compared to the pleasure I got from having him in my mouth. I loved running my tongue up and down his shaft, or sucking my lips in tightly when he least expected it. Knowing that my touch—and my touch alone—was bringing him closer to an orgasm with each lick, was making my pussy soaking wet.
“Where did you learn to do that?” Noah asked an exhaled deeply. “You’re so good at this… I thought you were a virgin.”
I moved my lips up over his shaft, sucking on it tightly before pulling myself away. His cock slipped out of my mouth and toppled over because of its size. The mushroom–headed tip was glistening with saliva and pre–cum.
Turning my head up, I smiled innocently up at Noah. “I am,” I admitted. “But that doesn’t mean I’ve never watched porn…”
Noah smiled, his fingers tugging at the seam of my borrowed shirt. “Ah, my perverted little sister… You’ve been so close all this time, and yet I never knew.”
“There’s a lot of things you don’t know about me.” I winked.
“Like what?” Noah asked with genuine curiosity.
Biting my lip, I leaned in close and placed my mouth right next to his ear. “Like… the fact that I really want to fuck you right now.”
“Well…” Noah let his hand wander to the front of my body, feeling my breast through the thin fabric of the wife beater. “The feeling is mutual.”
He put his free hand on my shoulder and pushed me back onto the sofa. I put my hands on his hips when he climbed on top of me, straddling me with one leg on each side of my thighs. Noah’s hands slowly slid in under my shirt. He hooked his thumbs around the hem at the same time, and slowly pulled the shirt over my head.
I arched my back towards him, feeling his hot breath against my chest when he leaned in. He took my nipple in his mouth, sucking and biting down on it softly. I let out a pleasurable moan. It felt good and painful at the same time.
His hands reached around my back, holding me up against him. His left hand wandered up and gripped a handful of my hair and tugged at it gently. He pulled my head back and exposed my neck, then he planted his lips on my bare skin and kissed it tenderly.
“Oh Noah…” I whispered, feeling my body shiver from the tickling sensation. “If this is wrong, then why does it feel so right?”
Noah pulled his head back and looked at me. His thumb traced the line of my face, pressing my chin upwards. I met his eyes to see a tender expression on his face.
“Nothing in my life has ever felt this right.” He said and smiled softly. “I want you… I’ve always wanted you, but you were off limits.” His facial expression became hesitant suddenly. “But only if you want me too.”
I shook my head quickly. “I want this.” I assured him. “I want you to take my vir—.”
Suddenly, there was a loud rap on the door. Great, I thought to myself. Perfect timing.
“Ugh, what now?” Noah got up with a sigh and walked to the door. He looked through the peep hole and let out another, much deeper sigh. “It’s Camilla.” He whispered. “What the hell does she want this time?”
“Nooaaah??” She called out from the other side of the door. “I know you’re home. Your motorcycle is in the parking lot!”
She banged on the door a few more times when he didn’t open. Levi had woken up, and her eyes were fixed firmly on the door. The next time Camilla banged her fist into the door, Levi ran up and hid behind the sofa, growling and with her fur standing on end.
“If you don’t let me in, I’ll…”
Noah ripped the door open angrily. “What?!” He barked.
Camilla threw herself against Noah, wrapping her arms around his torso. “Noah! Thank God.” She sobbed. “I’m so sorry for what I said earlier, I…”
“I don’t want you here, Camilla. Unless you need something, just leave.” Noah wiggled out of her grip.
She let out an offended gasp and stared back at him. “I’ll just pretend you didn’t just say that…” She said.
She reached out and placed her hand against his chest, letting it slide downwards slowly until she was grabbing his cock. How dare she? I stared back at her, fuming angrily on the inside.
“I’m ready to get back together, Noah. I’ve forgiven you. And it seems like you’ve missed me too…”
“You’ve forgiven me?” Noah laughed loudly and lifted Camilla’s hand from his body. “Last time I checked, I wasn’t the one who fucked around.”
“You were never there for me!” Camilla screamed in her high–pitched voice, physically clinging onto Noah’s like a needy baby koala. “What was I supposed to do?!”
“I was always there for you.” Noah’s voice was cold like ice when he pushed her out the door. “Get out and stop making a scene.”
Camilla didn’t seem to know what to say. She looked into the apartment—presumably for something to get upset about—when she suddenly set her teary–eyes on me sitting on the sofa. “What is she doing here?”
With a growl, Camilla pushed her way past Noah and walked towards me. I quickly escaped into the bedroom and closed the door behind me,
gripping my cellphone tightly in my hand. I didn’t know if she was going to get violent, but I was ready to call the police in case she did.
Through the keyhole, I could see how Noah caught Camilla by the arm and held her back. I held my breath, too shocked to say or do anything.
“Are you fucking her?!” Camilla asked loudly, trying to keep herself from screaming. “Are you fucking her in our bed? My bed?!”
“You don’t live here anymore, Camilla. Nothing in this apartment belongs to you.”
“GET THAT FUCKING SLUT OFF MY BED! YOU FUCKING WHORE! I’LL KILL YOU!”
When Noah didn’t let her go, Camilla clawed angrily at his arm, trying to fight her way out of his iron grip. He held her firmly in place and led her back to the front door. Once she realized she couldn’t force her way in, she started begging instead.
“Please, Noah.” She sobbed. Big, wet crocodile tears were running down her cheeks, leaving streaks of mascara on her perfect skin. “Please take me back, Nonny, I love you… I love you so much. Please. I’ll kill myself if you don’t take me back. I’ll kill myself!”
Noah pushed her outside the door and slammed it shut in her face. He leaned his back against the door and slid down onto the floor slowly, holding his head in his hands. Camilla was still outside, pounding on the door and screaming his name over and over again.
I opened the bedroom door and ran up to Noah, falling to my knees in front of him. “Are you okay?” I asked.
Noah nodded quietly, not lifting his eyes off the ground. “She just pisses me off so much.” He muttered. “Sometimes I wish that she would… that she’d…” Noah trailed off, shaking his head angrily.
“It’s been two months!” He blurted out suddenly, turning his head up and staring at me frantically. “I don’t understand why she won’t just leave me alone.”
I didn’t know what to say. I’d never had a boyfriend before, let alone a crazy one. And Camilla was a special breed of crazy… My eyes fell on the deep, red gashes on his arms.
“Oh my God, Noah.” I gasped. “Look at your arm!”
I took his arm in my shaking hand, running my finger along one of the open wounds. My fingertip became soaked in blood. Camilla had scratched him so hard that his skin had been punctured. It was bleeding heavily.
“Jesus.” I let out. “What are her nails made of? Razor blades?”
Noah shrugged but didn’t answer.
“Do you have a first aid kit?” I asked and looked quickly around the room. “This needs to be bandaged or you might get an infection. Who knows when was the last time she cleaned underneath those claws…”
“Bathroom cabinet, above the sink.”
I ran up quickly to the tiled bathroom, Noah following right behind me. He was looking down at his arm with a disappointed look.
“I wish I could say this was the first time, and that she’s usually not like this…”
I ripped the bathroom cabinet open and took out the white and red paper bag, searching it through until I’d found sterilizing alcohol, cotton balls and gauze.
“I can’t believe her!” I said angrily. “What the hell makes her think she can act this way? I think you should to report her to the police… She’s violent.”
Noah scoffed. “Even if I did report her,” He said, with emphasis on if. “It wouldn’t make a difference. Her parents are the world’s biggest and richest enablers. At worst she would get a slap on the wrist.”
With a sigh, Noah propped himself down on the edge of the bathtub. I sat down next to him and poured some sterilizer onto a light blue cotton ball.
“Honestly, I kind of wanted to punch her in the face earlier.” I admitted.
Noah smiled and blew air out of his nose. “It’s good that you didn’t. Considering all the shit she’s caused, I can’t imagine what she’d do if she had proper moti—ah, fuck!”
While he was busy talking, I had started to clean his wounds with the cotton ball. “Sorry.” I mumbled.
“No… I’m sorry, sis.”
I turned and looked at Noah with a furrowed brow. “For what? Getting scratched?”
“Not for that… For getting you involved in this.”
I shrugged while wrapping the gauze around Noah’s injured arm. “I want to be involved in your life, and if that means I have to be involved with her too… well, tough luck I guess.”
I tucked the end of the bandage into a fold and set Noah’s arm back down. “There.” I said, feeling strangely satisfied with my work. “All done.”
“Thanks.” Noah said.
“No problem,” I said and let out a quiet yawn, covering my mouth with my hand.
“You tired?” Noah asked with a grin. “You can go sleep in my bed if you want.”
“Are you sure?” I asked. “I could just take a cab home, I don’t want to intrude…”
“Nonsense! You don’t have to take a cab home, just crash here.” Noah said. From the tone of his voice, it sounded like he really did want me to stay over. “Besides… I’m making scones in the morning. I promise you’ll like them.” He added with a wink.
“Okay then,” I smiled. “If you’re sure that it’s not a problem, then I’ll stay.”
I was really tired. Taking a cab home would have cost 20$, and I wasn’t even sure if you were allowed to bring dogs in them, so this worked out perfectly. After brushing my teeth, I gave Levi a quick rinse with water and dried her off with a towel. I tucked both of us into Noah’s bed and before I knew it, I had fallen asleep.
My dreams were vivid that night. They were so strange that I didn’t remember half of what happened by the time I woke up—which was in the middle of the night. Noah’s bedroom was dark and Levi was snoring loudly. I could feel a pressure on my bladder, so I sneaked out of bed and went to visit the bathroom. Noah had fallen asleep on the sofa, TV remote in one hand, and cellphone in the other. The TV was still on, casting the living room in a bright blue light.
I went to turn it off, and Noah muttered something in his sleep as I carefully nudged the remote out of his hand. He’s so cute when he sleeps. I thought and smiled to myself. After turning off the TV, I took blanket from the bed and snuggled up behind Noah, tucking us both in underneath the fluffy sheet.
Still sleeping, he wrapped his arm around me and let out a loud snore. I closed my eyes and put my ear against his chest, falling asleep to the sound of his beating heart.
* * *
In the morning I woke up to the smell of fresh coffee and the sound of Noah walking around in the apartment. I opened my eyes and yawned, stretching my arms high in the air.
“Good morning!” Noah smiled at me from the kitchen.
He was slicing scones on the cutting board and smothering them with butter and cheese. Next to him on the counter, there was a tray with two mugs filled to the brim with boiling hot coffee, two glasses of orange juice, and a plate of fried bacon.
“Are you hungry?” He continued.
“Definitely,” My stomach churned loudly at the thought of food. “I’ll go brush my teeth and then join you in the kitchen.”
“Actually, I thought we could have brunch on the balcony.”
Noah opened the curtains that covered the balcony door. I looked outside and saw the sun, which was shining unusually bright, and a couple of birds that were sitting on the balcony railing and munching on sunflower seeds. They looked so calm and carefree—kind of like how I was feeling in that moment.
“Sure,” I smiled eagerly. “That sounds great.”
A few minutes later we were sitting in the wooden chairs outside, with a blanket wrapped around our legs, quietly enjoying the chill morning air. The sky was bright and the sun was warming my face. The leaves had just started to turn orange, and they were sailing slowly towards the ground, given a helping hand by the faint wind.
“Autumn is so beautiful.” I said, gripping my coffee cup with my cold fingers.
Noah nodded and took a sip of his coffee. “Brisk weather, pumpkin spice, bonfir
es… Sometimes I wish it would just last longer.”
A sparrow had landed on the balcony railing, and I quickly fished my phone out of my pocket to take a picture. To my surprise, I had almost a dozen unanswered calls and text messages from my mother.
“Huh, that’s weird…” I mumbled and unlocked the screen.
“What is?”
“My mum is freaking out,” I said slowly as I started reading through her messages. “I didn’t hear any of these messages.”
‘Where are you? Call me.’ read the first one. ‘Call me now pls I’m worried.’ read the second one. I didn’t need to read them all, because I knew they were all the same thing. I quickly hit redial and put the phone up to my ear, all while Noah was looking at me expectantly.
My mother picked up instantly.
“Kimberly?” She said in a relieved tone.
“Hey mom. Yeah, it’s me.”
“I was so worried! Why didn’t you answer any of my calls? I texted you at least five times! Levi wasn’t home, and neither were you. I thought you were dead!” Her tone was quickly turning from relief to anger. “Where are you?”
“I’m, uh…” I hesitated for a moment. I didn’t want to tell her that I’d been at Noah’s all evening and night, practically having a date. Improvising, I spat out a quick half–lie. “I was just at a friend’s house, and I ended up spending the night. Levi is here too. Sorry I didn’t call.”
Levi raised her head and wagged her tail when she heard her name.
My mother sighed deeply on the other end of the phone. “Well, I’m just glad you’re okay. Don’t scare me like that again, all right? I want you to come home right away.”
“Fine,” I mumbled. “I’ll be home soon. Bye mom.”
I finished my breakfast as quickly as possible, chugging the coffee and orange juice, and practically shoving Noah’s delicious scones into my mouth. I felt bad for not staying long enough to really enjoy it, but my mom had sounded really worried on the phone. Levi was pacing impatiently on the balcony too—I had to take her home and give her breakfast.
“Do you want me to give you a ride home?” Noah asked when we were inside the hallway and I was putting my jacket on.
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