Drag Me Under (on long term hold)

MakeOut

"Cinna?" I jumped as a warm hand touched my side. It was in the middle of the night and I was trying to go down stairs to get a glass of water.

Turning around I saw a bed-headed Noah in only a loose pair of gym shorts. His muscular body made me drool, his perfect tan skin glowing even in the darkly lit hallway and his biceps flexing as he worked his palm against his sleepy eyes. The whole band had come over for the weekend so the house was filled with guys which I had no problem with as long as they remember to put the toilet seat down.

"Did I wake you?" I asked sucking in a sharp breath. I was so turned on by his bed head and lack of clothing.

"No, I'm thirsty." He gave a adorable lazy smile that made my heart jump.

"Me too." We began down the stairs him close behind me. When we reached the kitchen I slowed down my legs a little weak from exhaustion but Noah being Noah, he didn't notice so he ran right into me.

"I'm sorry!" His arms instinctively wrapped around me keeping me from flying forward.

"It's fine." I chuckled. Taking out two glasses from the cabinet. I lifted myself onto the counter. As if it were routine I handed Noah a glass and he filled it with ice, handing it back in exchange for the other cup. While he was filling the second cup with ice I filled the first cup with tap water then switched cups once again filling the second cup with tap water. Leaning against the counter next to me he sipped his water.

"So, how was your sleep?" He asked looking over at me with sexy sleepy eyes.

"I had a nightmare." I confessed gripping my glass tight. I still couldn't shake this strange feeling. The dream had felt so real it scared the living shit out of me. I was in some mafia bosses office with demonic looking bodyguards blocking my exit. I couldn't see the boss because his chair was turned away from me but his voice was enough to spike fear into me. He described in terrifying detail how he was going to kill everyone close to BLANK and he was going to force BLANK to except the truth. Every time he said who he was talking about I couldn't hear the name as if he were on tv and someone pressed the mute button every time he said it.

"What about?" He asked moving to stand in front of me.

"A mafia boss and demons? I think." I watched as he thought about what I'd said.

"Mafia boss....demons...how are those two things connected?" He raised a brow with a amused smirk.

"Shut up!" I giggled pushing his shoulder playfully. I hopped off the counter and we began walking back to the stairs leaving our half filled glasses on the counter.

As soon as we got into the hallway that lead to the stairs Noah gently pushed me up against the wall. I felt his hot breath on my face as he looked down at me with half lidded eyes. He was so much taller then me, almost a foot taller.

Snaking my arms around his neck he picked me up wrapping my legs around his waist so that we were at eye level. His warm hands felt up my legs as he sandwiched me between himself and the wall. Impatient as I am I crushed my lips onto his dragging a sexy moan from him.

Our tongues fought for dominance which I quickly lost. A heat spread from my chest down to my lower abdomen fueling my desire for his touch. His touch was like heat waves sending my body in a frenzy of sensations.

His lips left mine and traveled down to my neck, my weakness. I gasped as his tongue licked up my neck before he found the spot he liked and his mouth went to work. I arched my back letting out a shaky moan, it felt AMAZING! I was shocked by high voltages of pleasure as if I were on some incredible high. I was extremely sensitive on my neck but I've never had quite this much of a reaction before. It was as if he knew exactly what my body craved.

His hand snaked under my tiny sleep tank top and cupped my breast giving it a playful squeeze. My breathing was short heavy breaths as he set my body ablaze with his touch. What the fuck is going on?! I have NEVER had this reaction before. God, if this is how it felt now I couldn't image how mind blown sex would be!

His surprisingly big friend pressed into my inner thigh extremely close to my..you know what. This was to good to be real! I must be dreaming.

His lips found their way back to my gapping mouth as he grind against me moaning sexily.

"You're mine!" He growled possessively.

He felt so good against me, my head was spinning and I couldn't help the continues moans that escaped from me. As if my sound of pleasure turned him on more he pressed harder against me making me gasp. His hands tugged on my legs making his movements more intense.

"What the fuck!" Our heads snapped to Dave standing wide eyed in the hallway his hand tight over his mouth. I went cold paralyzed by fear.

"Uh..." Noah was at a loss for words.

"Kenny would fucking skin you alive if he saw you guys!" Dave gasped.

"And you're not going to tell him anything. Isn't that right, Dave?" Noah narrowed his eyes a threat clear as day.

"Hell no! One: I don't want to be on YOUR bad side. The thought gives me nightmares. And two: I don't want to be within a mile radius of him when he finds out. He's going to flip SHIT!" What was so scary about Noah?

"Good." Noah sighed setting me down. I was sad our fun was over. Lifting my chin with his finger he placed a sweet kiss on my lips. "Go on upstairs without me. I need to have a talk with Dave in private. Get some rest, I'll be here when you wake up. I promise."

I nodded before walking past Dave and climbing the stairs. The was the best make out session in the history of make outs!