My Personal Stalker

Chapter 33: Release

⚠️ Warning: Mature Content ⚠️

Noticing my hesitation, Noah intensifies our kiss. His tongue is moving and dancing with mine. The heat is starting to take over my body.

I run my fingers through his hair and hold him close, trying to regain a piece of control. Noah squeezes my hips in response.

Out of a sudden, he twirls me around and pushes me back carefully. I take one step, then another and another until my legs hit something hard. Before I know it, I'm falling back onto the couch with Noah on top of me. He eases our fall with his hands.

After the first shock has worn off, I laugh against his lips. "Never do that again." I order out of breath.

"We'll see about that." Noah challenges with a smirk on his face. He lowers his face and brushes his nose against mine. "Now you killed the mood." He pouts playfully.

"I did no such thing!" Quickly, I wrap my hands back around his neck and pull his lips against mine. When Noah doesn't respond immediately, I suck his lower lip into my mouth and bite carefully. It seems to send him over the edge because only a second later, I can feel his tongue exploring my mouth and his hand caressing my body again.

He pushes his hand underneath my shirt up to my breasts. One of his fingers starts to run over my curves when he stops his movements. I open my eyes to see him staring at me intensely. "What about your parents?"

"They're used to walking in on me." I say jokingly. Noah's eyes widen in surprise. "I'm kidding. They're on a business trip." I laugh.

"Is that so?" Suddenly, Noah's hand squeezes together around my breast. I gasp and throw my head back in pleasure. His lips lower on my exposed neck as his hands continue exploring my upper body.

I can feel my panties already soaking underneath my skirt but Noah keeps on sucking and biting. The feelings of pure pleasure and desperation from wanting nothing more than release are competing in my body.

Finally, Noah moves his hand underneath my skirt. I feel a sudden burst of embarrassment coming over me as his fingers feel the wetness between my thighs. But he just smiles at me adoringly.

He runs his fingers over my panties before pulling them down completely. I close my eyes as his fingers make contact with my sensitive clit. He caresses it slowly, waiting for my reaction.

My breathing becomes shallow and my muscles tense. Noah's movements speed up while he crawls between my legs.

He spreads my legs even further before kissing my clit with his mouth. Carefully, he licks up my juices making me moan. His tongue starts to move in circles around my sensitive spot as I run my fingers through his hair.

After a while Noah's tongue presses down on my clit. "Yes, right there," I breathe out in endorsement. Then, I start to feel his finger at my entrance. He pushes it in and out of me, deeper and deeper with every single push.

His tongue starts to work it's wonders again when Noah thrusts a second finger into me. "Please," I cry out wanting nothing more than release.

Hearing my prayers he curls his finger up inside of me pushing me over the edge. My whole body starts to shake as my juices start flowing.

He crawls back over me staring at my face. I look back at him, still out of breath, my hair clinging to my sweaty face. "You look beautiful." He whispers smiling brightly.

"I look like a mess." I chuckle as he wipes a strand of hair behind my ear.

"A beautiful mess..." We lay there for a while entangled in each other. Noah watches me as I try my best not to fall asleep.

At some point, he kisses my forehead before picking me up from the couch - bridal style. I lean my head against his warm chest.

"If this is a dream, please don't wake me up." I murmur half asleep. Noah carries me into my bedroom and lowers me onto the bed.

After closing my eyes, I feel him laying down behind me and wrapping his arms around me. "Chloe?" He whispers into my ear. I'm too tired to even open my mouth. "I like you too."

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I wake up feeling a bit cold. Quickly, I look around to find an empty bed. No, this can't be happening. Noah has just told me that he likes me and now he's gone again? Or did I just dream it?

I push the blanket aside and tip toe out of my room. I follow the sound of a pan clinking. Finally, I see Noah in the kitchen with his back to me. He flips the last pancake over before turning off the stove.

With a smile on my face I walk up to him and place my hands on his broad shoulders. "How can I help?" I ask curiously.

He turns around and gives me a quick kiss on the lips. "Let me see..." Out of a sudden, he lifts me up from the ground. I squeal into his ear. Carefully, he puts me down on the kitchen counter. "You can wait here until I'm done setting the table."

I do as told and watch him open every single cupboard during his search for plates. "You're doing great." I snort out sarcastically.

Noah places the plates on the table before walking back over to me. "Why do I hear a hint of sarcasm in your voice?" He asks in a challenging way.

"I mean, what are the chances to find the plates behind the last door you open?" I return. He shakes his head disapprovingly while placing his hands on my thighs.

I try my best to show no reaction to his touch, even though I'm well aware that my panties are still missing. "Breakfast...?" I question casually.

"Sounds great." He runs his hands up my thighs showing no intention of removing them. My stomach is growling from hunger.

"Alright," two people can play that game. I interlace my feet behind his back and pull him closer to me. I'm just about to kiss him when the doorbell rings.

Noah and I exchange an unsure look before he disappears into the bathroom. I jump off the counter and adjust my skirt. Please, don't let it be Mark. I beg to myself while opening the door.

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Now that I've written the first really mature chapter, I have one question. Do you want more scenes like this one or not?