The Kissing Booth: Noah's Story

Chpt.8

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For the next couple of months the pier kind of became our place, since summer had ended and people frequented it a bit less. Elle and I would walk along it and occasionally dare grabbing a meal together. Sometimes we would rent some kind of equipment to get away for a while, and it would usually end with us finding a secluded spot to be intimate, whether it be for a quick make out or to get carried away.

One afternoon we decided to rent bicycles. "Remember that time you fixed my bike for me?" She asked, a smile on her face, "You were trying to be such a jerk but really you were so sweet."
"Dont think I didn't notice you swooning over me, I was only being nice because you were gonna have a big enough bruise from the crash I figured you didn't need your ego to match." I teased. "Oh, whatever!" She shot back, a blush creeping across her cheeks.
I chuckled, "Honestly, I was surprised you didn't do more damage, you've always been such a klutz. Even now I can't believe you're balancing those two wheels as well as you are."
"Hey, I've got balance!" She proclaimed, lifting her hands off the handlebars. I laughed as she immediately started to wobble. "Right, sure you do, klutz." She laughed along with me before admitting defeat. "Okay, so maybe it's not great." I kept grinning and just nodded at her.
"That's okay, you're better with something else between your legs." I said in a low voice, sending her a wink as her eyes shot in my direction. "Noah!" She scolded, eyes darting around to make sure no one else heard me. Her front wheel followed her eyes, jerking back and forth. I grabbed her handle bars to steady the bike, laughing harder now. "Okay, I think we should get these back before you hurt yourself and break another bike." She huffed a little but ultimately agreed.

After returning our rented bikes we walked along the pier hand in hand. I continued to tease her with sexual innuendos, laughing as she flushed red and attempted to lift her leg behind her and kick my ass, causing her to nearly trip and me to laugh even harder. "Careful, klutz," I warned and she gave me a playful shove.
"You hungry?" I asked as we passed a restaurant. She rubbed her stomach as she replied, "Yeah, actually, I could eat." I smirked at her, "Of course you could, why did I even ask?" She gave me another light shove, "Cause you're such a gentleman." She giggled as she pinched my cheek.
We ordered some drinks and a basket of fries to share. We probably should have known better though, neither of us are all that great at sharing.
She went for a fry and I tried knocking it out of her hand. "Not that one, that ones mine!" I claimed and she batted my hand away, "Oh you wanted this one?" She teased, shoving it in my face then snatching it back, "Too bad, so sad!" I tried again to steal it from her and she shoved it in her mouth, laughing. "You keep stealing all the best ones!" I objected and she grinned at me, mouth still half full, "Snooze you lose!"
I gave her a wicked grin and leaned in closer to her, running my hand up her thigh and giving it a squeeze. "You know, I can think of something else I'd rather see in your mouth." I kept my voice low but still her eyes scanned the area around us, which was empty, and choked on her fry. I laughed and handed her some water, expecting a reply when she could but Elle just smirked at me.

"My dad and Brad won't be home for a few hours yet." Elle whispered in my ear as we climbed back on my bike. Her hands found their way under my shirt, running up my chest and dragging her nails back down. "Want to come over?" She asked, nibbling my ear as she spoke.
A moan slipped from my mouth before I could help it, feeling every nerve in my body respond to her seduction. "God yes." Her giggle was lost in the rumble of my bike as I kicked it to life.
Her hands continued to roam under my shirt as I raced, as safely but quickly as possible, to her house. "You're sure no ones here?" I asked as I hung up our helmets. "Posi-" I didn't let her finish before I turned around and claimed her mouth with mine, lips moving feverishly as my hand bunched in her hair.
As great as the kiss was, I needed more of her than I could get with me half turned and both of us still sitting on my bike. I broke the kiss, dismounting and pulling her up after me. She squealed as I bent down and picked her up by her knees, throwing her over my shoulder and marching toward the door. "This seams vaguely familiar." She mused.
I made my way through her house and bounded up the stairs, Elle half laughing and half objecting. I didn't put her down until I reached her room and threw her down on the bed. I made to follow after her but she put her hand on my chest to stop me.
Keeping at arms length she turned me around and gave me a light shove so I sat on the edge of her bed. "Now, what was it you'd like to see in my mouth?" She batted her wide eyes, feigning innocence.
I was already hard, partially from the trip here and Elle in front of me now was finishing the job. I was speechless as Elle got to her knees I front of me, positioning herself between my thighs as she undid the button on my jeans.
Slowly she pulled down my zipper. She was expertly teasing me, her words and slow actions all while holding my eyes were turning me on so much all I could do was swallow, unable to find words. I barely managed to lift my weight up as she slid my pants and boxers down my legs.
"I'll take off my shirt if you take off yours." She bargained, already reaching for her hem. I eagerly nodded, ripping my shirt over my head and she chuckled while slowly, tantalizingly, removing hers.
I continued to just watch Elle and she chuckled again, "Have I rendered the infamous Noah Flynn speechless?" She teased as her hand gently gripped me and slowly began moving up and down the length of my shaft.
A sound escaped my throat, something between a moan and a growl, causing her to chuckle again as she leaned over me. She brought her hand to the base of me and placed her tongue just above it, hand and tongue moving in sync until they reached the end and her mouth encircled the tip.
I moaned her name, and she winked at me before finally breaking our eye contact, giving my member her full attention.
Her mouth, still surrounding me, followed her hand back down to my base. She repeated the motion, slowly at first and moderately gaining speed. My hands gripped the sheets and I bit my lip. Her free hand slid up my thigh and over my stomach, trailing back down until it clung to my hip.
"Elle," I moaned again as her hand gave the odd twist, her mouth alternating between moving up and down my length and using her tongue to suck me like a popsicle.
My hands flew to the back of her head as she she went down and I could feel her throat opening up to me. "Holy fuck," I breathed and she lifted her eyes to meet mine, a satisfied glint in them. She repeated the motion a couple more times until I gripped her hair tighter, pulling it away from her face. "Elle, god that's so good," i moaned, "I'm so close, babe."
She moaned in response and my hips bucked at the sensation, she gave up deep throating me and picked up her pace, sucking me vigorously while massaging with her hand and tongue.
"I'm coming!" I warned but she didn't pull away, instead she kept pace until I unloaded into her mouth, my whole body pulsing.
I opened my eyes to see her wiping her lips, a sweet smile playing on them. I tried to calm my breathing as I stared at her in awe.
"Who are you, and what have you done with shy, innocent, Elle Evan's?" I asked. She grinned and swatted my knee, "Your babe?"
I smiled back and pulled her up, scooching back on the bed so we could lay side by side. "It just kind of slipped out." I trailed my fingers along her sides. "I kind of like it." She replied.
"I kind of like you," I said, moving over her for a kiss before she could respond.