"Hey, beautiful," Noam says once I step into his room. As glad as I am that he texted me, asking me to come over, I've also been incredibly on edge.
                              "Hi," I respond blankly, I sure of what I should say.
                              "Don't worry, I don't bite." He says with a wink. I roll my eyes and take a shaky deep breath,
                              "Last night was a huge mistake. I know you regret it. I do too." I start. I don't even know at this point if last night was a mistake, I just know I can't stop thinking about it, and thinking about him.
                              "Mistake? I was gonna say it was wonderful. Maybe do it again some other time." He says with his thick Scottish accent lacing every single word.
                              "Again? It can't ever happen again!" I exlaim. This isn't the answer I expected from him, I expected him to agree and say it was a mistake, even if he didn't truly mean it.
                              "Don't act like you didn't want this last night, ready to hop on my dick." He tells me cockily. I roll my eyes, the more he boasts and brags, the more it turns me off. The more I realize I've made a mistake, I shouldn't have cheated on Chad.
                              "You can't really think anything would've happened out of that? I'm not gonna divorce my husband." I say sarcastically as if it were obvious.
                              "Yeah, now I know how lucky of a man your husband is." He responds quickly stepping closer to where I've been standing since I came in.
                              "Besides, showing up here in a tank top that barely covers up this beauty." He says placing his hand upon my chest moving around up over the bra. I shiver under his delicate touch.
                              "I actually had to go out to breakfast, if I had a choice of changing, I'd definitely change a few things," I say. The first thing I'd change? This situation.
                              "Me, too. Like those nice little shorts that cover just enough, but what's underneath them happens to be the real prize." He says. I grab his wrist as he starts to try and find his way around the barrier of my hard nipples, and him. He looks slightly surprised as I move his hand away.
                              "The look in your eyes says you want me." He states with a seductive smirk.
                              "You think this will be something, some fucking affair where you think you've won. I'm a lot more than your person to hit up whenever you've needed some attention." I say grabbing his waistband. Popping it lightly against him, before fishing my hand into his pants, feeling his growing erection.
                              "But, oh wait...I forgot. I wouldn't let this happen again." I say removing my hands from his pants. I start to walk away before he pushes me up against the wall kissing down my body. I guess teasing had been taken too far but jokes on him. His teasing means my excitement. For now, while I have Noam's lips exploring new places on my body, I should just live in the moment and enjoy the pleasure being given in new and creative ways.
                                      
                                          
                                  
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Fanfictiona state of disorganization or untidiness. Introducing, Fangirl_Bands. This book will be comprised of all my books that I've started but never quite really got off the ground, and who knows. Maybe one day I'll pick back up, but for now we'll just lea...
                                          