⭒𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙄𝙣 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙨 ⭒

In Public?

Wednesday, 6:00PM

I strolled through the aisles, picking and choosing snacks to eat. I was with Paxton, Logan, and Noah. Paxton was going to the grocery store before his house so that we wouldn't starve during the hours there. So I decided to tag along. And so did his sophomore buddies. I sighed, looking out the window just to see an arriving sunset. Paxton tugged at my arm, pushing the cart. "Come on, there's no time to waste." He checked his watch, pulling me along. "Leah and the others are probably coming soon."

"Leah.." I huffed, repeating the name to my self. Paxton glanced over at Noah and Logan goofing off behind them, then he looked back at me. "Do you not like her?" He asked, still pushing the cart along. "Whatt? Like is an understatement! I love her!" I laughed sarcastically. But he didn't seem to catch on. "Great. You know, I wouldn't like seeing you and my sister not getting along."

  I stopped for a moment, clearing my head. "What? You're Leah's brother?" "Oh? You didn't know?" He asked, tossing a bag of Cheetos into the cart. "..No. I didn't."

  Paxton shrugged. "I mean she's not my blood related sister. Her mom started dating my dad when we were young. We're close enough to consider ourselves blood related though." I smiled awkwardly, turning away in embarrassment of the situation.

"Logan and I are gonna grab some beer, okay? Stay here with Noah." Paxton put his hand on my shoulder, calling Logan over. I nodded and they walked off. Noah smiled at me, tossing another bag of chips into the cart. "So.. Jasmine right?" He questioned, smiling at me sweetly. "Yeah?"

Noah walked closer, looking around cautiously before running his hands through my hair. "Your hair is very pretty, you know." He spoke low, braiding my soft hair. "You can braid?" I asked, surprised. Many guys I knew didn't have much braiding skills. "Yeah, I grew up with sisters. They taught me a thing or two." He chuckled, finishing off the long braid with a hair tie from his wrist. I held onto the braid, admiring his skills. "Woah, this is really nice. What else did they teach you?" I asked.

Noah snaked his arms around my waist, pulling me close. We both pushed against the shelves. His cold fingertips sent tingles down my spine. "How to make a girl happy." He whispered. My heart began to race nervously. "Wait- but Paxton-" I struggled to speak. "What about him?" He asked carelessly, kissing down my neck. I looked up at the security cameras watching our every move.

  I worried that Paxton could catch us any second. I wasn't officially dating him, but I didn't want to ruin any chances. I lightly pushed Noah off of me. "Wouldn't you rather do this- in private?" I asked, breathing heavily. Noah shrugged, crossing his arms. "It's more fun this way. It's fine though. I need to find where the sour patch is." He started to walk away, but I grabbed his arm.

Noah looked back at me, raising his brow. "Finish what you started." I uttered. I didn't want to ruin my chances with Paxton, but I also didn't want to get teased like that. Noah smirked, gripping onto my waist once again. I looked up at him, kissing him passionately. He trailed down my neck, leaving love marks on my most sensitive spots. I moaned, throwing my head back, but he covered my mouth, hushing me.

I placed my hand down on his trousers, feeling his member grow to the sound of my voice. Noah continued to kiss me, fondling my breasts from under my loose shirt. "You like that?" He asked quietly, trying not to catch any attention from shoppers. I could hear voices from the nearby aisles, but nobody seemed to be in ours. I didn't answer his question, but he knew my answer from my facial expressions.

His fingers ran down my stomach, pulling at the buttons that held my jeans together. But I stopped him, pushing his hands away. "I hear something-" I whispered, peeking through the shelves. I saw the other aisles, and the people who were in them. Two of those people were Paxton and Logan.

Noah kissed me, pulling me close again. "What's wrong?" He asked, speaking lowly.  I shoved him away again, but harder this time. "No! Paxton is right there? Do you not see him??" I whispered anxiously, peeking through the shelves once again. I watched as Paxton slowly walked down the aisle, carrying an eight pack of beer. Logan walked beside him, holding another bag of fatty junk food.

  I was too distracted to even notice Noah's hands wander down my pants. His fingers rubbed against my entrance, looking for a way inside. I moaned, weakly grabbing the shelves in front of me. "N-Noah-"

  "Hey Paxton!" Noah yelled through the shelves. Paxton turned, spotting our faces looking at them from behind the racks. "Hey! We're coming!" Paxton yelled back. "Us too." Noah smiled. I looked at him, my face turning red with panic. "No, no, no! Noah what are you doing?!" I whispered worriedly. Noah looked at me, waving at Paxton and Logan. "Relax." He smiled, a calm expression rested over his face. But his fingers still quickly worked inside of me.

  Paxton and Logan rushed through the aisle beside us, coming towards us quickly. Noah turned me over, pushing me harder against the shelf. I covered my own mouth this time, holding back noisy moans. And in just a few moments, a hot rush came over me, weakening my muscles. I gasped, still covering my mouth.

  "Hey guys! We got the beer." Paxton smiled tiredly, dropping off the beer inside the cart. Noah slipped his hands out from my pants, licking his fingers. Paxton finally looked over at Noah, getting ahold of the cart. "Why are you licking your fingers dude?" He chuckled.

  Noah shrugged. "I just tasted something sweet."