The Pretty Boy Series // Noah Gragson

✧･ﾟ: * Chapter Five *:･ﾟ✧

Content Warning:

[Detailed] sexual relations between two consenting adults.

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Noah's POV

"Noah! Can I get a selfie?" I smiled brightly as a blonde bombshell bit her lip while she waited on the other side of the fence with a handful other fans. I went straight to her, letting it be known that I was checking her out from her tanned legs and up to her tight tank top with another driver's name on it.

Time to turn on the charm and have her forget who she's here to root for.

"Hey baby girl," I cooed, taking her phone from her hand and leaned in closer than I usually do when I take a selfie with a fan. "What's your name?"

"Kylie," she giggled.

"Well, Kylie, would you like my autograph as well?"

"I don't have anything for you to sign..." she trailed off and then blushed when my eyes landed on her tits. 

What I wouldn't give to have my hands on them.

"Let me?" I took my index finger and placed it on her collarbone. She gasped at the contact, looking into my eyes and I had to frown when they were the same shade as Jeni's.

I can never look at green eyes without thinking of her and I fucking hated it.

I shook my head from that thought. Jeni made it very clear that her and I would never be a thing, so it was my mission to fuck her out of my mind and Kylie was the perfect match.

"How about... here?" I pushed down the fabric of her tank top lower to reveal more of her plump breast. I held in a groan when I realized her skin was still tanned and it had my mind on overdrive. "If you're not doing anything later, I can give you a tour of my hauler? Would you like that?"

"Really? You would do that for me?" I signed her tit, making sure I took my time and gave her an earth shattering smile.

"Anything for you." She gasped when I placed a kiss on her cheek before moving onto another fan asking for an autograph.

I knew I had her when she stayed until the last fan disappeared. She wordlessly followed me through the now empty garages and the even emptier Xfinity lot where all of the haulers were parked. Crew members left as soon as practice was over and I was grateful for it.

I walked into our hauler, quickly to make sure no one was around before I pushed Kylie up against the counter and attacked her lips. She opened her mouth to me and I gladly tasted her. She moaned when I caressed her tongue, wrapping her arms around my head and held me to her.

The nagging voice in the back of my mind told me this was all wrong. She tasted like stale beer and her tongue battled against mine instead of sweetness and the passionate way like I craved.

I broke the kiss, determined to forget about the one person who doesn't exist to me anymore. I made it my purpose to make this good for Kylie. So I placed open mouth kisses along her jaw, down her chest and then back up to her ear. "Let me make you feel good?" I whispered, sucking on her earlobe.

Kylie caved, easily giving herself to me and I couldn't help but grin in victory. Her legs spread wider and when I felt her hot cunt with my fingers, I had her moaning my name like she would never forget this moment.

"Fuck me, Noah." She groaned when my fingers were deep in her pussy. I felt her pulsing around me and the mews falling from her lips were finally turning me on. "Please," she begged, trying her best to give me puppy dog eyes.

Her begging should have me unzipping my firesuit and burying myself in her but something stopped me.

This was wrong.