Unforgettable

Chapter 8

Celine Pov

I laughed as I closed the door, leaving Noah on my porch. I walked to my kitchen, just smiling to myself.

"You're in a good mood," My dad sat on the couch, watching me.

"Yeah, high school is nice."

"I'm glad. Why'd you get home so late?"

"Dad, you have to start checking your texts. I told you that I went to study," I rolled my eyes and giggled.

"Okay, C, but why didn't you take your bike?" His eyes narrowed.

"I went with a classmate. He had his car, and it was getting chilly."

"He?" He crossed his arms and arched his brow.

"Yes, boys exist," I remarked.

"Do I know him?"

"I don't think so."

"Okay, but if he does anything- and I mean anything- to hurt you, he better watch his back," My dad went back to reading his book, "Dinner is in the oven."

I continued my way to the kitchen and ate my food. When I finished, I went upstairs, still giddy from the day's events. I went into my room and grabbed my curtains, trying to close them until I saw a figure move. A light turned on from Noah's house, and I saw him. His hair was a wet mess, and his body shimmered in the light. He stood there, wearing nothing but a towel. I felt my body heat up. His torso was so lean and beautiful. I could clearly see his defined abs, along with his smooth muscles. I watched as he ran his hand through his hair and started to remove the towel, smirking. Before he could expose himself, I ran from the window. I didn't want to violate his privacy and watch him like some perv. I could still feel myself dampen by the image of his wet body still lurking. I went back to my window and shut my curtains with closed eyes. My breathing was shallow as I tried to erase his perfect figure from my mind. I decided to take a cold shower.
I removed my clothes and put them away until I was entirely bare. I grabbed my robe and towel and headed for the shower, quickly putting the robe on. I turned on the water and brushed through my hair, still thinking of Noah. I stepped into the stream of water, letting it seep into my pores. I still ached for his touch, thinking of his naked body. My hand started to make its way down my body until it made contact with my cunt. When I touched my clit, a soft whimper escaped my lips. My other hand roamed upwards to my breast. I lightly tugged on my nipple while I lightly rubbed my clit.

I imagined Noah's body exploring mine, taking me as his. I thought of his mouth feathering kisses down my neck, slowly transforming into sloppy kisses down my body. My pace began to speed up while I dreamt of him dragging his tongue down my stomach. Eventually, his tongue would meet my needy slit. I released a choked moan when I entered a finger. His tongue lapped my juices, tasting me. I shut my eyes and watched as he lifted my legs over his shoulders, pushing his face deeper into me. My back slightly arched when I added another finger, still lightly rubbing my clit. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to my orgasm. I began to quickly rub my clit and finger myself. I could feel myself right at the edge as I chased my orgasm. My fingers continued to please me when I envisioned Noah flipping me over and entering me. I loudly moaned his name as I came undone, still touching myself. My legs shook a bit while my clit throbbed, wishing he was here, making my dreams come true.

I quickly finished my shower, trying to recover from my orgasm. I stepped out of the water and onto the cold tile, then stood in front of my foggy mirror. I wiped my reflection and grabbed my towel, drying my body. I wrapped myself in my robe and brushed my teeth. I started to dry my hair while my mind wandered. I returned to my room, dressed in a simple black thong and crop top. My hair was still damp as I lay in bed, exhausted from earlier activities. Slowly my eyes grew heavy and shut as I drifted to sleep.

...

"How's that, baby?" I opened my eyes and found Noah between my legs, servicing me, "Good?" I moaned, and he stopped, "Use your words."

"Yes. Yes, so good," I breathed.

I could feel him smile when his head dipped back into my needy cunt, making me push my hips toward him.

"Don't cum until I say so," He muttered.

"Noah.." I whined, "Please."

"Understand?" he whispered against my core.

I nodded my head frantically, trying to control my growing orgasm.

"Remember what I said?"

"Yes! Yes, I understand," My hands reached his hair, slowly tugging as his tongue caressed my clit.

"Good girl," I could feel myself gushing while he touched me.

The more his mouth focused on me, the more aroused I got. I felt myself reaching the pinnacle, making it hard to ignore.

"Noah, please. I'm close," I pleaded.

He softly laughed, leading me closer to my orgasm.

"Noah," I moaned.

"Not yet, be a good girl for me," He quickened his movements, upping the difficulty.

"Noah, I can't. Please, please, please," I couldn't hold back anymore.

He pulled his head away, dangling my orgasm before me, "Please, what?"

"Let me come," I begged.

He slowly stretched over me and whispered, "Not until you wake up, Celine."

When my name left his mouth, I woke up in my room. It was a bit cold, with light peeking from my closed curtains. I groaned as I realized that my sheets were completely soaked.

"Fuck," I whispered.

I got out of bed and removed my wet thong. I changed into a cleaner pair and went to the bathroom. I looked at my flushed reflection, desire evident. I washed my face and brushed my teeth as I tried to erase my dream. I stood there for a minute, watching my reflection. I took in every freckle and mole, every pore and pimple. I stared into my eyes, watching as my pupils constricted. Damn, I'm hot. I smiled at myself and then made my way back to my room. I sat down at my desk and began to apply my makeup.

Once I finished, I looked through my closet. Finally, I fished out an outfit; Flared jeans, a white baby tee, sage green cropped zip-up, and black converse. When dressed, I put some jewelry on and then opened my curtains. I saw Noah pulling a shirt on and then looking up at me. My hair was still a mess as he waved at me. I waved back and ran to my desk, quickly brushing through my hair. Idiot, idiot, idiot.

I made my way out of my house and onto my bike, taking my time so I could see him. Luckily I caught him walking to his car, and this time, he noticed me.

"Morning," He smiled at me.

"Morning."

"Do you need a ride?" He offered.

"Nah, I've got my bike. Do you need a ride?" I smirked.

"Maybe next time. I have some things in my car."

I nodded and went to my motorcycle, feeling his eyes on me. I hopped on and put my helmet on. As I looked up, I caught his eyes still on me.

"You okay? The offer on the ride is still there," I grinned.

I watched as he shook his head and hurried to his car. I giggled and started my bike, then drove to school, smiling the whole way.