IRIS
I couldn't sleep. I'm supposed to be up at 7am to meet my mum at the airport but I couldn't fall asleep. I spent an hour rolling over and over as the moonlight shined through the curtains, making the room slightly brighter. I was far too old to ask Noel if I could stay in the attic with him for the night. The neat attic had been a temporary room for Noel whenever he wanted it. He had just broken up with his year long girlfriend - he had moved out of the flat they shared so he was staying in the attic until he got back on his feet. With the new record coming out, Noel hoped it would take off and he would get some money.
I take my normal spot on the cold couch. I lay across with the blanket around me. The opened peanut butter sits on the coffee table, a spoon sticking out of it. The tv shows a late night showing of MTV Videos. The clock reads 3:00am, making me rub my eyes to make sure it was true. Footsteps coming from the stairs made my head turn. There, a shirtless, tired Noel stood on the last step - rubbing his eyes.
"What are you doing up?" He asks.
"I cant sleep." I shrug, sitting up a bit.
"Why didn't you wake me?" he walked closer to me. When he was in front of the tv, he yawned. He dipped the spoon into the jar then licked the peanut butter off the spoon.
"Move!! I'm watching Mtv. Come lay with me." I whine like a little kid.
He looks at me for a second then laughs as he moves to the couch. I sit up to let him slip behind me. When he sinks down into the couch and puts his arms out, I lay in front of him. He wraps a loose arm around my waist, pulling me close to him. The noise of Nivana's song rings through the living room as we lay there. The video flashes on the tv as his hands move up my shirt. I breath out, feeling him pushing my pink shirt up a little. His fingertips were cold but soft against my stomach. I tense up, feeling his fingers roam my body. Down my sides, giving me goosebumps with each touch.
"Noel.." I whisper feeling his fingers hook around my white panties.
"Yeah, love?" He lowly asks me.
I feel my panties run down my thigh and hit my ankles. I breath out, pushing up against him. When I did, I felt how hard he was through his boxers. His fingers found their way to me and rubbed me gently - making me moan. This was the first time I had ever done something like this.
"How do you feel, Riss?" He asks me, flipping me onto my back.
I stare up at him, feeling his fingers press against me. "I..." I breath out, closing my eyes.
His fingers picked up the pace and I could feel little butterflies in my stomach. "I..." I repeated.
"Speak, Princess." He parts my almost closed legs with his knee, going faster with his fingers.
"Daddy..." I whisper, throwing my head back.
