Unforgettable

Chapter 25

Celine Pov

    As Noah left the bathroom, I was glad there was water to mask my dripping cunt. I could feel myself aching for him while he traveled down my neck, the warm water heating us up. It was fucking driving me insane. No more than two minutes passed before I pulled myself out of the shower and to his room, finding his broad back turned to me. He must've sensed me as he turned around, the dim hallway light highlighting his perfect body. I want to drag my tongue all over your body.

    "You could've stayed in the bathroom. It's a little cold out here," He spoke, his smooth voice aiding in my lustful state.

    "It's okay."

    "Let me dry you?"

    "Okay," My mind was numb with want, needing his hands on me again.

    I watched as he grabbed a towel, coming close, and began to dry me off. Each touch a second too quick, then he wrapped it around me. He stepped back, and my eyes began to roam his body. He was also wet from the shower, his boxers glued to him. I noticed his cock clearly outlined in the underwear. He was fucking huge. His cock must've been at least eight inches long, and thick. I felt my hardened nipples against my bra, my cunt aching for his touch.

    "What is it?" He must've noticed my stare as I removed the towel.

    "Let me dry you," I needed to touch him, finding any excuse to explore his body.

    "Angel, I-"

    "I wasn't asking," I got closer to him.

    "Okay," His voice was a bit shaky, exciting me further.

    I dragged the towel against his skin, feeling the hard muscle underneath. I began my journey south, ready to meet it. I felt him tense up as I inched closer to his throbbing dick, looking at me with anticipating eyes. I finally reached it, slowly rubbing it as I watched his breath quicken. I felt his member against the towel, high on the power. I nearly dropped the towel before he spoke.

    "Celine, please, I-" He struggled with his words while I continued to touch him.

    "What are you talking about?" I denied, knowing it'd drive him crazy, "I said I'd dry you."

    "Celine, please, you don't what you're doing," He moaned.

    "I'm drying you," I decided to finish the job, momentarily ending his torment. As I stood up I noticed he was about to say something, "I can dress myself."

    I felt his desire-filled eyes on me while I picked out some boxers and a T-shirt. I walked over to his desk, dropping the clothes there, and kept my back to him. You got this. I unclipped my bra, baring myself to the wall, and teasing Noah. I heard him step towards me as I removed it.

    I dropped the wet material and spoke, "Stay there," I paused, "and watch."

He stayed silent while I grabbed the T-shirt, dressing as it dropped past my hips, covering my nether regions. I slowly removed my wet thong, soaked partly from the water. I could hear his shallow breathing while I kicked the underwear to the side, feeling utterly naked in his room.

    "Celine," His voice was so husky, so deep.

    "Mm?" The longer I teased him, the wetter I became. I put on the small boxers, finding them snug against my body, "What is it?"

    "Can I kiss you?" I turned to him, finding the image erotic.

    He was standing there, hair damp, cock straining against his underwear, breathing quickly, "Get dressed."

    If he touched me like that, I think I'd lose any and all control I have right now, "Let me kiss you." I didn't answer, the temptation becoming too much, "Please, Celine."

    "Yes," my strength vacated my body, "Kiss me."

    He instantly crossed the space separating us, closing the gap between our lips. He pressed into me with a burning passion, pushing me to the wall. He began to explore my body, gently pulling my shirt up. His hands were warm against my waist, igniting a fire in me. His body pressed against mine and I could feel Noah's hard cock on my hip. He broke the kiss, cupping my face.

    "God, you're so beautiful," Before I could respond, his lips crashed into mine.

    He began to lead me to the bed, still kissing me. I couldn't get enough of him, unable to stop touching him. I started to play with his damp hair, noticing how much he enjoyed it. He dropped me on the bed, going on top and holding onto my hips. His kisses trailed down my neck, driving me to insanity.

    "Noah, please," I didn't know what I was asking for, I just needed him to touch me.

    "What do you need angel," His eyes burned into me, his skin rosy, and lips parted.

    "Don't stop," He smiled, kissed me quickly, and began to move downwards, pecking my neck and down my body, over the shirt I wore. He finally reached the exposed portion of my abdomen, creating butterflies as he softly kissed it. His hands moved to my shirt, slowly moving it upwards as he kissed my body. I sucked a breath in anticipation, the shirt was just under my breasts.

    "Noah!" His mom called, halting his progress.

    "Shit," He muttered under his breath. "Yeah?!"

    He moved away, obviously embarrassed, "Come here!"

    "I'll be back," He quickly grabbed some sweatpants and put them on, racing out the door.