It was the night of Katie's party, I'd already had douzen texts from her letting me know where she was and how long she'd be. I had decorated the apartment with balloons, banners, party poppers and in the far corner was a table with a pink cloth on it, covered in drinks, red cups and sweets.
'You want me to wear this jumper or this top?' Noah asked, appearing from the bathroom, no top on, just his jeans and the two top options in his hands, the bruises from last week still visible on his soft skin.
I walked over to him with a smirk on my face, a feeling of confidence running through my body. I took the jumper and top out of his hands and threw them behind me, he pouted and frowned at me.
'I like this look better' I whispered and his eyes flashed with lust and desire.
He took a deep breath and placed his hands on my waist, I smiled up at the tall boy towering over me, butterflies were erupting all over my body as he bit his lip. I lent up to him and he met me half way, closing the distance between us. His lips were soft, and mine seemed to follow his actions with perfect sync. He pulled away and stroked my cheek with his fingers.
'Sooooo.....' He dragged out his 'o' sound, gesturing towards the jumper and top that I had thrown away.
'Mmm this one' reaching a decision was easy, if he wore the jumper he'd eventually get too hot and have to take it off and then one thing leads to another and 'BOOM'. Shit. I said that out loud didn't I.
'Boom what?' Noah chuckled, coming up behind me and resting his head on my shoulder.
'U-um nothing' stammering over my words, I felt a wave of passion and desire come over my body at the feeling of Noah's fingers on my neck.
'You have goosebumps' he whispered, tracing patterns on my neck, causing my breath to turn slow and shallow.
'You do things to me Megan' he groaned pushing himself up behind me so I could feel...everything. He heart beat, his breath, his abs, his....little Noah.
'Noah stop' I groaned walking away from him and heading to my wardrobe, picking out a back skin tight dress with spaghetti straps. I curled my hair and applied some light makeup and took a deep breath in the mirror.
'Hey...you OK beautiful?' I snapped my head to the door where Noah was stood, one arm on the door frame and the other drooped down to the side.
'Y-yeah I its nothing don't worry' how was I supposed to tell him that I wanted him, in more than a dating way, I wanted him in a sexy way, I wanted his body, every inch of it.
'Megan, your lieing and I promise I can help if you just tell me, its hard I know, to open up and talk about your problems, trust me i-'
'I want to have sex with you OK' I huffed and turned away from him, scared of his reaction.
'Sex, as in my penis in your vagina?' He said it wish such ease that it made me relax at the sound of it.
I felt Noah's arms around my waist, his lips on my neck, his hands roaming my stomach and sides. I let out a gentle gasp as his hands reached up to my breasts, gently running his fingers across them. I turned around to face him and saw the biggest smile on his face I'd ever seen.
'Later, I'll make you feel special OK?' Noah suggested and I nodded, nerves and happiness flooding my body.
