Superstar - Noam Dar (part 3 of 18)

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"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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