"How did it go?" I asked as Noah plopped down on the couch beside me.
"Well," he chuckled. "He bitch slapped me. Twice actually."
I couldn't help but throw my head back with a laugh. I couldn't begin to imagine Noah's reaction.
"Yeah, it's pretty funny. It took all I had not to hit him back though." He leaned over looking down at the sketchbook in my lap. On the page was him how I had seen him days ago. Long horns sticking out of his head and glowing eyes. But he was smiling, reaching out to me with a kind gesture. He wasn't scary but beautiful.
"I know I'm good looking but DAMN!" He scooted closer resting his arm on the back of the couch behind my head. "Is this what you want to do? Become an artist?"
"No, I'm not that good. Compared to my mother and Kenny's skills I'm just an amateur. I could never make it." I smiled down at the sketchbook remembering back to when art was my dream. I wanted to be just like my mother in every way. But when Kenny got interested in art and surpassed my skills I gave up on that dream. I didn't have the talent for it in my opinion.
"You're wrong. I've seen Kenny's work, and its good, don't get me wrong, but yours is just on a whole different level. There's so much emotion and detail its unbelievable! I think you should go for it." He studied the paper with amazement.
All I could do was stare at him. No one has ever said anything like that to me before. People would say I was talented but as soon as they saw Kenny's work their awes would go to him. I was always second place.
"Your looking at me." He chuckled not taking his eyes off my sketchbook.
"You're amazing. You know that right?" I threw my sketchbook aside and climbed into his lap my legs on either side of him.
"Yes, I know." He looked at me with those gorgeous blue eyes.
"Of course you do." I crashed my lips to his my hands sliding under his shirt lifting it up, my fingers feeling up his sexy abs. He was so beautiful.
"What's gotten into you?" He asked a sexy grin on his face as I pulled his shirt up over his head and threw it aside onto the floor.
Before I could answer he put his lips to my neck shocking me with pleasurable electricity. "Whatever it is, I like it." His tongue teased me sending waves of heat throughout my body.
I threw my head back enjoying the attacks of pleasure. When his hands grabbed my hips pulling me against him I didn't even try to hold back my loud moans. He was already hard, pressing right in between my legs.
My body was on fire, explosions of pleasure going off all over. The explosions grew more intense when I moved my hips, grinding against him.
"You-" I moaned his hot hands guiding my hips pushing me down harder against him.
"Yes?" He made his way up my neck leaving wet kisses in their path. When his eyes met mine I smiled. Those glowing eyes, his demon eyes.
"I love you!" I bit his bottom lip dragging a deep sexy moan from him.
With that he threw me off him onto my back on the couch and quickly climbed on top of me. Hiking up my shirt he slipped my underwear off throwing them aside.
When his lips met mine again it was on a whole other level. My body buzzed with pleasure screaming for more.
"I'm sorry but this might hurt at first." He moaned and with a swift thrust he entered me. I gasped telling him to wait a second, he stopped right away waiting for me to adjust to his length.
"Okay." I moaned and he continued slowly. My body was set ablaze, pounding wave sending my brain to heavenly mush. This pleasure was like none I've ever felt before. I screamed his name and he sped up his pace.
I melted into him crying out with pleasure. I matched his thrusts with the rising of my hips.
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Drag Me Under (on long term hold)
Romance"Don't!" He begged. "Please tell me it's still there! I can't feel my arm!" I cried. Right as I said that I felt it. My arm was on fire, razors stuck deep into my skin stabbing me with hateful burst of pain! I screamed out flailing my arms an...