Natalie
"Please."
Noah tilts his head, whispering huskily. "Louder."
I swallow thickly, aware of his fingers circling my clit. My knees buckle, but Noah keeps me in place.
I peer up into his eyes. "Please."
"Are you even trying?"
I suck in a deep breath. "Please, Noah. Fuck me."
Noah's lips curl, and he finally picks me up into his arms. He is wearing his t-shirt, but he is working to pull down his jeans to free his thick cock. I can hardly wait to have it inside of me.
"I need you," I tell him. "Please."
Noah smiles darkly. "I love how needy you are."
Noah walks us over to a small table and places me on my stomach. His big, muscular arms wrap around me while his cock enters me slowly. I cry out in bliss, moaning when he thrust into me.
The satisfaction is almost too much.
Noah is so big.
I moan louder.
I can't help it. It doesn't matter that we are inside a library. Noah makes me feel so good that I can't stop the sounds slipping from my lips. As he fucks me from behind, I can feel his weight and see the muscles move in his arms. Fuck, it turns me on.
"You have such a filthy little mouth," Noah says between groans. "I love the sounds that you make."
The word love speeds up my heart. I don't know why, but it does. I'm tingling already, loving every thrust. There is sweat on my back, and I'm breathless, shuddering when Noah kisses the skin on my shoulder.
"You're mine," Noah says. "Only mine."
The rasps of his breaths are in time with mine, and I anticipate every move he makes. He moves forward, back, forward, back, digging deeper into me with every thrust.
It's getting harder not to lose control. I'm clinging to the table, digging my nails into the wood as I feel Noah's strength as he fucks me. I hear the slap of his balls as he finally finds his depth.
It's agonizing and wonderful at the same time. I'm close to screaming Noah's name, close to not caring where we are, but I bite down on my lower lip not to moan.
"You have such a tight little pussy."
Noah's sexy voice makes me lost in the moment, lost in our exchange of body heat. My body is nothing but a rag doll. Noah is using me for his pleasure, grunting into my ear.
It makes me convulse and rattle underneath him. I love it when he dominates me with his body. I cannot form even one coherent thought while he is fucking me.
Fuck, who knew a guy could fuck my brains out? Noah is moaning and groaning as we come closer to the edge.
Unable to take it any longer, I lift my ass higher, pressing deeper into his cock, and Noah adds more pressure. His cock meets me once, twice, three times before I'm overwhelmed.
My pussy is getting stretched with each thrust, a shooting pain sparkling in my brain every time Noah's cock reaches this beautiful spot.
Dear Lord.
My legs are trembling when Noah finds that place again, and I know for damn sure that the man will ruin me.
I'm melting.
Shattering like glass.
Hoarse cries are driven from my throat, desperate panting as my sweat sticks to the table's surface.
Noah thrusts into me again, and my poor body trembles as a fantastic orgasm rip through every muscle in my body.
"Oh-my-god..." I whisper as a low cry builds in my chest and slips out through my lips.
He forces me down against the cold table and groans as his cum goes deep inside me. My body is milking every last drop, and I writhe underneath him as I take it.
"Fuck... You're so perfect..." Noah's voice is hoarse. "But I forgot to use a condom again..."
I widen my eyes, knowing this is bad, but it's not like you will get pregnant this quickly, right? People try for years—I bet I'm not carrying his kid from the few sessions we have had. Yet I don't want to lie about being on birth control, so I change the subject.
"I'm hungry..." I say.
Noah leans back and grabs me from the table. I can't believe no one heard us fuck in the goddamn library, or maybe someone did but didn't dare to stop us?
Either way, Noah takes me into his arms. His smile is gentle, loving—it makes those butterflies tackle their way into my chest.
"How about we go out for dinner again? We can take your car—I ran to school today."
I narrow my eyes. "Your workout schedule is insane."
His lips curl, and then he leans in for another kiss. I try to avoid his lips. Mostly because I'm proud, and him doing whatever he wants with me is turning me on again—my pussy is addicted to his cock.
"I don't want another kiss," I tell him. "Stay away!"
Noah clearly doesn't know what no means—he kisses me tenderly until I'm glad he is holding me. My entire body goes weak and melts in his powerful arms as he takes me back to my clothes.
He hands me my underwear, and when there are voices, he quickly pulls up his pants and zips them. Big hands are rushing to help me with my clothes, and when Bianca and Luna walk past us, Noah is casually leaning against the bookshelf.
I say nothing, but Bianca and Luna are staring at us. Noah gives them a little confused wave that makes me stifle a laugh. He probably doesn't understand that they aren't my friends anymore.
"Hello," Noah says. "fancy meeting you here."
Both girls widen their eyes, but eventually, they move along without saying anything back. It makes Noah turn to me. He is looking all big and confused and sad.
"Did I do something wrong?"
I snort. "No, those two are just bitches."
"I thought you guys were friends?"
"After Bianca's boyfriend beat up Linnea?" I shake my head. "No, I will never consider Bianca my friend again, especially since I learned it through rumors. that Bianca started the whole shit show."
Noah smiles. "You're loyal."
"Not really—Bianca never liked me. You heard her at the party. She called me a bunch of things."
"Oh," Noah lets go of the subject and moves on to something else. A smile is playing over his lips. "So, about the food?"
"No, I'm still mad at you. I'm not going anywhere with you, and you can walk home, but—" I wink at Noah. "Thank you for the mind-blowing orgasm. I needed that."
His eyes turn into the size of saucers. And while the behemoth is stunned by the shock, I hurry toward where my books are. I grab them and laugh when I hear Noah bolting for me. It's nothing sheer of intimidating having a giant quarterback chasing your ass.
"You little shit!"
I'm running down the stairs laughing like a wicked witch. "You will never catch me, Noah! Adios!"
"I will get my revenge!"
"Oh, how scary!" I taunt and fake a shudder. "Big, bad Noah Parker is threatening me!"
Noah is laughing now. "I mean it, Mrs. Gracen!"
I throw him a kiss from the door. "Au revoir!"
He snorts. "You're a dead woman, Mrs. Gracen!"
I don't answer that, but I pick up my new shades from my bag and wear a big, cocky smile as I walk to Noah's car. I'm feeling pretty badass.