“Yeah, sure. I heard your falling off the stage story. I knowexactlyhow cool you are.”
My mouth drops open. “I told you that in confidence, you little brat.” I lean over the console and dig my fingers into his thigh, making him wince.
The truck is quickly filled with laughter as he struggles to attack me back.
After a short burst of energy, we both settle down in our seats. Noah catches his breath, leaning against the truck door.
“If only you knew how hooked you got me,” he sighs quietly, running his hand through his hair.
“We’re going to make this work, Noah. I promise.” I want to ease his worries. Even if I know better than to make promises. It slips out and now there’s no taking it back. Because the look he gives me, the shimmer in his eyes as his smile gets bigger, that’s a look I never want to take away. I want it to be true so badly. I don’t think I’ll ever be the same now that I’ve gotten a taste of him.
Because the truth is, I’m hooked too.
We share a beat, feeling the space around us shrink as the tension in this truck thickens.
He lunges forward, capturing my lips, and I melt into him, eagerly claiming every inch of his mouth. He grabs onto the collar of my black shirt, tugging me closer, and I immediately feel myself harden at his urgency.
“I’ve got my work cut out with you,” I mutter against his lips, as I reach behind myself for the door handle. I need to make him feel good.
When he feels good, I feel at peace.
The cold air nips at my arms, as the door swings open.
“Hey, where are you going!?” Noah asks, as I hop out.
“Get out. I want your pants around your ankles by the time I get around this truck.”
16
Noah
“Oh,God,” I cry out, holding onto the trucks doorframe for dear life.
One second he’s beside me, telling me exactly what I want to hear — the next second he has me spread open in the passenger seat, bottom bare to the back roads as he fucks my ass.
“Shit.” Pressure builds as my whole body tenses. “I can’t hold on. I—” I hurriedly reach for my dick, desperate for relief.
“Yes, you can,” he urges, moving my hand back to the doorframe.
I moan loudly, fingers threatening to break as I hold on tight. Lewd slapping sounds are all I can hear as his thighs vibrate off the backs of mine.
I gasp for air as my eyes flutter shut. He tilts his hips, cock brushing that spot he now knows too well.
It’s taking everything in me to hold off my orgasm. I bite my forearm to stifle groans climbing their way up my throat.
"Aw, look how hard you're trying to be good." He speeds up, fucking me even harder. I hate losing, but as I look down at where we're connected, and I see his hard cock entering and exiting my body, I realize I've already lost.
"C-can't—" The words barely leave my lips before I'm seeing stars. I feel Brad hurriedly move my shirt up to my neck, as soon as my release shootsout on to my skin. "Oh fuckkk," I gasp. My dick twitches with every stroke, as he thrusts inside of me, pumping me dry.
“Fffffuck, Noah,” he mutters, as he comes undone. In one swift motion, he snaps his condom off his cock and releases himself all over my hole. I watch in total awe, as his stomach muscles clench, completely unable to hold himself back as he jerks himself through. His cum is warm and wet, dripping down my crease and onto the dirt road. My balls tighten again at the sheer filth of it all.
In an instant, his tongue is back on me, like he can’t stop himself. All my nerves continue to light up as I feel him lick up my stomach and my chest gripping onto me as he does it. I notice how he stays away from my ass, making sure to leave me dirty and used.
“Are you okay?” he asks softly, sliding my pants back up my thighs. Leaning over me, grounding me by the weight of his body, he slides his hands up and down my sides, massaging my ribcage.
“Mmm, yes,” I mumble. I can barely move. Barely fucking answer after being absolutely used like a fucking toy. Ilovedit. Replaying it in my head, I look down to see myself stiffening again.
“Good.” He leans over me, pressing a soft kiss to my temple. “You’re stuck with me now, trouble.”
