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The kiss started slow and sweet but quickly moves to passionate. He moves from her lips to her cheek. Working his way to her neck and back to her lips. He lays back pulling her with him. She is laying half on top of him. They continue to make out. She thinks she should stop this and pulls away. Looking into his striking blue eyes, she sees his love for her. She kisses him again and starts to unbutton her shirt for him. He helps her remove her clothes and then his. He starts kissing his way down her body first to one breast then the other and back up to her lips as he enters her they both moan. He starts to move inside her. God she feels so good, he thinks. She is moving with me. I run my hand down her leg and pull it up to my waist and slide deeper into her. I roll so she is on top of me. This is so different, I've never let her take control before. She pushes herself up, her hands on my chest. I run my hands up her body worshiping her. She starts to move her hips, she moans. I'm watching her as she rides me, she is lost in our passion. She continues to move pushing herself up even more. I didn't know she could move like that, she has me ready to explode, but I hold it back as long as I can, but as I feel her pulsating around me and realize she is climaxing I let go and cum. She collapses onto my chest. I wrap my arms around her and fall asleep.
I wake up reaching for her, but she isn't in bed with me. It must have been another dream, but it felt so real this time. I roll to the side of the bed sitting up. Why am I naked? Must have stripped before going to bed. My head is pounding, I've got such a hangover. I'm having a hard time remembering what I did last night. The last clear memory I have is thinking she left the party so I might as well get drunk.
I shower and head down stairs. I find Lee in the kitchen cooking breakfast. I ask him what the hell happened last night. He gives me a smirk and says, "nothing much besides you following Elle around like a love sick puppy all night." Well that part I remember, but its after she left that I don't remember. He just looks at me and she walks into the room. She says good morning to Lee and gives him a kiss on the cheek. He hands her a plate. She sits down across from me, but she won't even look at me. I say, "Please talk to me, let's work this out."
Elle had overheard what Noah had said to Lee and realizes he doesn't remember having made love to her last night. She can't believe it the best sex they had ever had and he don't remember it. She hadn't thought he was that drunk. Would it have even of happened if he hadn't been drunk after all she was pretty tipsy herself and he would never have done something with her while she wasn't thinking clearly. So she doesn't say anything about it and acts as if nothing has changed.
When he asks me to talk to him I look up and he is begging me with his eyes. I simply say, "there is nothing to talk about." He says, "I need to explain." I stop him and say, " I know you didn't cheat, I talked to Amanda, but it doesn't change anything. You still didn't tell me about her or the truth about what you are hiding from me. I can't be in a relationship with someone who can't or wont share everything with me. Who doesn't trust me enough to know I would understand and be there for him. Right now I feel its best if we both try to move on with our lives and maybe someday we can be friends again. He looks at me and walks away.
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The Kissing Booth: After The Break-up, Elle and Noah
FanfictionI know my version of this story will probably make some readers mad, but have you ever wondered what might have happened if Elle and Noah didn't get back together when he was home for Thanksgiving? I'm writing based on the books mostly, I have inclu...
