No. Enough. She’s not what you want or what you need.
I needed to lock down whatever kind of emotions I thought I was having about her. All of this was nothing but an illusion of lust. I didn’t want Noelle. I just wanted her body.
Yeah, that was it.
I just wanted her tits and ass. And to get a rise out of her.
My mind drifted away from me for a second, and I decided right then and there I could get back at her for kneeing me in the balls earlier in the week. With the palm of my hand and a little bit too much strength, I pushed the door open all the way, the motion causing the door knob to bounce off the wall on the other side of the door.
A shriek of terror left Noelle’s throat, as the phone that was previously in her hand clanked to the floor with a loud thud. Her eyes grew to the size of saucers as she scurried across the wood floor and toward her bed where her t-shirt was lying.
That’s right. Run, baby, run.
I wanted to laugh at her, because watching her run across the room in nothing but a pair of tiny shorts and a pink lacy bra was a bit amusing and slightly hot at the same time. I had to turn off that part of the brain for a moment though. Moving with lightning speed, I entered the room, plucking the shirt off her bed, her agile fingers skimming the fabric just as I brought it to my chest.
“Cold are we?” I teased, causing her to blush, and her cheeks turned a soft shade of red. I couldn’t help it, she looked beautiful when she blushed, which seemed to be every single time I opened my mouth.
“Stop being an asshole and give me my shirt back!” As if on instinct she crossed her arms over her chest trying to cover herself up. What she didn’t realize was that it did nothing to cover her up. It merely pushed her boobs up more, causing the tops of her breast to swell out of the bra.
“Mmmm…” I tapped at my chin, my lips rising in a cocky grin. My cock was hard as concrete, and it seemed to be getting stiffer with each passing second. The anger burning in her eyes wasn’t helping the situation either. My eyes lingered along the lace embroidery on her pink bra and then down over her smooth stomach. I could see my cum covering that smooth skin in a thick coating as I stroked myself.
“You’re a fucking creep!” she growled, diving for the shirt that was in my hands. Instead, she ended up plastering herself against my chest.
“I kind of like where this is going,” I huffed out, grinning yet again as she tried furiously to get the shirt from me. I held it in the air above her head forcing her to push herself off of me some more. I could feel the heat of her skin through my shirt.
I was so taking advantage of the situation as I glided my hand down her back until I reached her firm round ass. I couldn’t help myself as I gave it a quick, hard swat, a yelp sounding from deep within her chest.
“Royal!” She bellowed my name out in surprise and what sounded like frustration. I kind of liked hearing my name fall from her lips, even if it wasn’t in a breathy moan but more so a pissed off one.
She jumped up again, her fingers snagging onto the material just as she pulled it down toward her. I could hear the distinct sound of fabric ripping, just as I lost my footing causing our bodies to collide into one moving mass.
“Sunshine.” I whispered the words into Noelle’s hair just as we fell together upon her bedspread, our bodies a tangled web. I could feel her breath fan against my cheek, and the erratic beating of her heart against my own. God, how I had longed for this closeness with someone my entire life.
“You’re…” The hazel color of her eyes softened as she stared down at me, her gaze drifting to my lips and then back up to my eyes. She wanted to kiss me, just as much as I wanted to kiss her, if not more.
It’s lust. Nothing but a pure attraction for the opposite sex.
I let my ego tell me it was nothing, and that it was still nothing as I ran a hand through her long locks, my fingers gliding over the soft strands with ease.
Yup. I’ll be fucking damned. It was just as soft as I imagined it would be.
“I’m what?” I mustered up the words finally, dazed by her very presence. We were both breathless as we stared at one another, her chest still against mine. She could’ve moved by now, or at least rolled over, but she choose to stay laying on me, staring me right in the eyes.
Every flick of the second hand on the clock had my walls crumbling and tumbling to the ground. Noelle was chipping away at the ice cold block that surrounded my heart.