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"Are you sure you wanna do this?" He asked, breaking from the kiss to look in my eyes. Noah's left hand was on my hip while the other propped him up.
I nod, hands in his hair. "I'm sure." I respond without really thinking. Was I sure I really wanted my first time to be with Noah? No. Was I sure that I was drunk? Hell yeah. If I weren't, I'm one hundred percent certain I wouldn't be here, about to have sex with him.
But yet here I am. We will most likely never speak to each other again, so what's the harm in 𝒽𝑜𝑜𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓊𝓅? All fun, no feelings.
Noah kisses me again as his hand trailed up my body. He hovered over me and kissed down my jaw before getting to my neck, and leaving what would be a hickey by morning.
He reaches over to the nightstand and pulled the drawer to grab a condom, but with our luck, there were none.
Just as Noah's about to roll off of me, I stop him. "It's okay, I'm on the pill."
He looks me in my eyes and tries to read for any sign of uncertainty. "We don't have to do this if you don't want to."
"I want to." Without hesitation, he kisses me. More eager than last time. Noah lines himself with my entrance before slowly pushing in.
My breath hitches and I bite my lip, taking in this new feeling.
My hands moved to his back, nails digging into his skin when he picks up the pace. Noah then kisses me to distract from the pain.
I used to tell myself that I would save myself until I found the love of my life, but right now in this moment, I wouldn't have wanted it to go any other way.
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When I woke up the next morning, I was sore. I felt an arm around my waist and when I looked over, I saw a familiar brunette, sleeping peacefully.
I start to remember the events that took place last night, and I couldn't help but blush. Although it wasn't romantic and it was a one time thing, it was a good first time.
I didn't know how my night was gonna go, and I especially didn't think this would happen. But I remember getting shit faced then dancing with Noah. More like I gave him a lap dance.
I slowly reached for my phone, making sure not to wake him up. When I saw the time, I knew I was gonna be in deep shit if my parents woke up, and I wasn't there.
"Shit." I muttered and quickly got out of bed, grabbing my dress from last night, and slipping it on.
"What's wrong?" I heard a sleepy Noah say. He rubbed his eyes and sat up.
"I have to go, my parents are gonna kill me." I said while putting my shoes on. Noah gets out of bed and gets dressed.
"Do you need a ride?" He asks.
Isabelle probably left last night, meaning I was stuck here with no car. And I couldn't exactly walk home because I live on the other side of town.
But wouldn't it be awkward getting a ride from someone you just had a one night stand with? I shrug it off and accept his offer. Once we were both dressed, we went downstairs.
"Noah? Other one?" I looked over and saw Brayden sitting in the living room. Why is he still here?
"Hey Anderson, Uh, what's up?" Noah scratched the back of his neck.
"Nothing. What's up with you?" Brayden responded, looking me up and down, with a confused expression.
"Nothing. Just about to take Mo home." Noah said. Brayden nodded.
There was an awkward pause before I finally spoke up. "Well we're gonna go.." I grabbed Noah's hand and pulled him out the door.
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The drive to my house was quiet. The only thing that could be heard was the faint music playing on the radio, and me giving him directions every now and then.
It was almost ten in the morning and my parents would be up any minute. If I'm not there when they do, I'll never see the light of day again. Luckily, we were only five minutes away and there was no traffic.
Once Noah pulled up to my house, I quickly unbuckled my seat belt and went to open the door.
"I'll see you around, Mo." Noah smiled. I turned back to look at him and smiled back before getting out and hauling ass.
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