“I’ll pull out,” he told her. And though Melanie knew that method was probably the shittiest one to stop pregnancy, the other part of her deeply wanted Noah inside of her, and knew that tomorrow, the sixty dollars she would need to pay for a Plan B might be worth it. So, in response, Melanie lowered herself on his dick, and Noah squeezed his eyes in pleasure as he slowly met her halfway before he began to thrust in and out of her.
The air in the truck was thick and hot, and the truck creaked as Noah held her, fucking in and out of her. The feel of his heavy body on her made her feel warm and safe. Noah always fucked her right, his strokes hitting all the right places as he murmured dirty words in her ear. “You feel so fucking good. I love being inside of you. This is my pussy, right? You can't give it to anyone else.”
Usually, these words would turn her off coming from the wrong man, but Noah was the right man in every way, and he was driving her crazy, making her feel dirty and desired, all the same. His words, and the way his lips brushed against her ear as he told her these sweet nothings made her organism right there. She gasped, legs quivering around his waist.
"That's right, baby," Noah told her as she whimpered, feeling the spasms through her thighs. Coming had never felt so sweet. It wasn't long before Noah followed after her and pulled out, shooting on the back seat.
Melanie burst into laughter even while breathless. Noah loved his truck, and like any other cliché man, had even given her a name, Angelina, from his crush on Angelina Jolie.
“I bet you wished you had a condom now,” Melanie joked, and Noah chuckled as he brushed his damp hair back.
“Didn’t know I was going to need one tonight,” Noah said. Melanie heard the bite in his words as they hung in the air. Noah grabbed some napkins out of his glove department, keeping some for himself while passing the rest to her. After she finished wiping herself, Melanie adjusted her dress back into its right place. She was surprised when Noah pulled her into his arms. She was positive Noah was still mad at her.
As Melanie relaxed, laying her head against his chest, she listened to the sound of his heartbeat. She was tired now and wanted to snuggle up with Noah and sleep. But there was no way to do that in this truck on this cold night.
“Leave with me,” he told her quietly as he ran his fingers through her hair.
“You know you’re being unreasonable right,” Melanie told him. “Besides, I drove here with Abigail. I can’t leave her here.”
Noah didn’t say anything, and Melanie sat up. “I’m not on a date with that guy, and I’m not trying to leave you,” Melanie explained, unsure of where Noah's worries were coming from.
“I know,” Noah said. “I know.”
They sat in the truck in silence for a little while longer before they got out together. Melanie helped Noah adjust his pants right and to make sure there was nothing on him. She laughed when she noticed his hair was still sticking up in certain places and fixed it for him.
“We don’t want the girls to see you looking shabby,” Melanie said, jokingly. Noah shook his head before he playfully pinched her nose, and Melanie slapped his hand away.
“You’re going to mess up my make-up,” she complained as she looked at her face in his side mirror.
“I’m pretty sure I already did,” Noah said as he wiped his lips that still had a faint stain of her red lipstick. Luckily, Melanie’s make-up had held well except for her lipstick that was on Noah’s lips.
“Noah!”
Melanie looked away from the side mirror to see Julie coming out of the bar and walking over to them. The way that her blue eyes peered at them held suspicion in her gaze.
“I thought I saw you at the bar, Professor Bryant,” Julie said as she stopped in front of them.
“Oh, yeah. Just having a night out with some friends,” Melanie said. “I guess I should get back to them.”
Melanie was nearly about to walk away until Julie spoke again.
“Yeah, I saw that. But I thought I saw you get out of Noah’s truck. Why were you in there?”
Melanie froze. Julie saw that. Had she seen anything else? There was a suspicious look in Julie's eyes, but it didn’t seem like she knew anything because if she did, there would be another expression on her face entirely.
When Julie noticed Melanie's questioning gaze, she explained herself. “I just saw it by chance back there when Noah was pulling you out the back door. And you looked really upset Noah.”
Melanie doubted it was just by chance, but more so the fact that she had been watching Noah the whole night. Melanie glanced at Noah, who wasn't saying anything as he stared at Julie with a blank stare. Melanie didn’t know if it was from shock or annoyance, but she was willing to bet that it was the latter.
“It was nothing,” Melanie said. “We just had something to discuss, and it was too cold to do it outside.”
“Oh, okay,” Julie said, but it was clear that she didn’t believe her.
“Well, it was nice to see you both, but I’ll be heading back inside,” Melanie said and walked away. As she fled the scene, she heard Noah’s words clear across the parking lot even as she entered the bar again.
“Mind your fucking business, Julie.”
He was definitely pissed.
