The Stepbrother - Noah Centineo (COMPLETED)

Are you mad at me?

Arielle's PoV

"W-we can't do this." I breathed out, Noah's grip on my hips tighten as he pulls me closer, his lips attacking my neck.
"I know." He pulled back, his forehead resting on my own. His chocolate brown eyes were full of lust, as I'm sure mine are too.

Before I knew it, he grabbed my head in his hands, connecting our lips in a fiery, passionate kiss. My hands, that lingered at my side not too long ago, slid under his top, working their way around his perfectly toned physique. My tense nerves soon began to relax, all my troubles, all the hiding began to disappear to the back of my mind. This. This felt true. This is what is right, for us.

His lips were so warm, so gentle as I reached for the hem of his top. He broke the kiss off to pull it over his heads but they soon met mine again, his arms wrapped tightly around my waist, pulling me as close to him as possible.
My finger tips grazed up his chest and around his neck where they sat perfectly. No one could ever be right for me, only Noah. Our bodies mould together like no other. He's all I need.

Noah's hands slid down to my bum, giving it a slight squeeze before he gripped at the tops of my thighs, signalling me to jump. I lifted myself off the ground, my slender legs wrapping around Noah's waist. The kiss was never broken.

The heat throughout my body began to grow as he backed me up against the wall, one hand resting beside my head and the other slides down to my through my cleavage and onto the shirt of my dress, fumbling about with the buttons. Wait, when did I put on a dress?

I pulled back from the kiss, my breathing heavy as I scanned over Noah's face. No cuts, no bruises. Oh my god, am I dreaming?

"Arielle, wake up!" George's voice rang through my head and I shot up, looking around the room only to relax once I realised I was still in our front room.
"Are you ok?" George quirked an eyebrow at my flustered state. I licked my lips. Is that classed as a wet dream? I was very much aroused right now from it.
"Y-yeah." I stuttered. It was only then when my eyes locked to Noah's. When did he come down?
He furrowed his eyebrows at me and then I glanced to the clock. Quarter past 6, dad will be home any second.
"So I say we hide you behind here and then you just jump out and scare the living hell out of him." Kelly said to George, pointing behind our sofa.

I was quick to excuse myself as I allowed my feet to take me upstairs. Once I was in my room, I closed the door, pressing my back up against it and let out my heavy breaths.
I had never had a dream like that. Not one that felt that real anyway.

The door suddenly flew open, knocking me into the wall beside it.
"Oh shit! I'm so sorry!" Noah fought back a laugh once he saw me in a heap on the floor. I had to laugh too, that was pretty funny.
"Here." He held his hands out in front of him for me to take. I looked up at his perfect face, unsure whether to take them or not. For some reason, I feel so awkward around him after that dream. He knows nothing about it and I'm planning on keeping it that way. How embarrassing.
I placed my hands in his, allowing him to help me up.

Once I was standing, I let go of his hands, avoiding any sort of eye contact.
"Are you ok?" He asked me. Quick, make yourself look busy.
"Yes." I walked over to my wardrobe looking through for an outfit to wear tonight.
"I had a chat with him, he's not too bad." He was now leaning up against the wall beside my wardrobe, looking at me.
"Was hoping to talk to you also but someone fell asleep." He poked the top of my arm.
"I was tired." I still hadn't looked at him. I'm scared I would jump his bones if I did.
"Are you mad at me?" He asked as I pulled out a top but realising I didn't like it so I hung it back up.
"No." Just super horny for you.
"You sure?" He stepped closer, placing a hand on my upper arm.
"Mhm." I mumbled, deciding to just walk away from him and my wardrobe.

Come on, there's gotta be something else in here that I can distract myself with.
"Then why aren't you looking at me?" He followed me across the room.
"I am." I gave him a quick glance before looking away again.
"I didn't mean what I said earlier." He apologised.
"Noah it's fine. I'm not even mad." I sighed. Please just leave me alone before I pounce on you.

I went to walk away again but this time, he grabbed my hand, pulling me back into him, his hands resting on my hips. The position reminding me of my dream. Oh no.
"You'd tell me if you're upset, right?" His eyes bore into mine as I desperately try to look everywhere but his.
"Arielle." He held my face in his large hands, snapping my eyes to him. I could see it, I could see the lust behind the worry.
"Y-yes. Yes." I nodded my head, gulping. God, it's suddenly got so hot in here.
"You promise?" His face had suddenly inched closer. I don't know if he intended to do it or not.
"Mhm." I mumbled, licking my lips as my eyes flicked down to his ever so quickly.
"Say it." His voice was low and demanding, turning me on further. Fuck you Noah centineo. Literally. Oh.
"I-I promise." Why am I stuttering all my words.
"Good girl." He whispered, his lips now hovered over my own. One swift move and I could have what I want.

Just as I went to close the gap, Kelly hollered up the stairs.
"Kids! He's home!" I jumped back from Noah, placing a hand over my lips. That was so close. He awkwardly scratched the back of his head, looking at me one last time before slipping out of my room and down the stairs.

My knees went weak and I had to hold the wall to support myself. God knows what would have happened if Kelly didn't stop us.