Filmed_ An Alpha Bad Boy Romance(44)

“Yellow,” he grunted, as I wrapped my hand around his dick, wetting my palm with his pre-cum and slipping it up and down his length.

“What?” I asked.

“You wore yellow tonight,” he said, grinning.

I smiled then dipped forward and bit his stomach.

“Ah, go ahead and be rough, dots,” he said.

I smirked up at him then reached down with my tongue and licked the tip of his shaft, savoring his salty taste. I slid his dick into my mouth and began to suck him hard. He grunted as it passed my lips, and groaned as I worked him up and down. I pulled him out, and took the condom from him. Ripping it open, I slowly rolled it down along his length.

He propped himself up on his elbows as I climbed up onto the bed and straddled his length. He wrapped his arms around me as I felt his tip press against my soaked entrance and slowly slide into me.

“Oh god, Noah,” I moaned.

“I’ve been needing your pussy since I met you,” he grunted.

I slid all the way down his length, taking him completely in my cleft. I began to rock up and down along him, and he kissed my neck and chest, biting and licking my nipples softly.

I moved faster, grinding my hips, riding his huge cock.

“Fuck, Linda, you taste so good,” he groaned in my ear as he kissed me.

I wrapped my fingers in his hair, riding his length hard, loving every inch of him inside of my spot. I let out soft moans as he squeezed my ass, getting a better angle and pressing himself deeper. Everything else was forgotten, all of the drama between our parents, everything. There was only the incredibly aching pleasure of him pushing into my spot.

Before I felt like I couldn’t take anymore, he wrapped his arms around me, and rolled over to the side, pressing me down onto my back. He began slowly to grind inside of me, sliding his cock in and out in deep thrusts. Our lips met, and our tongues rolled into each other’s mouth.

I felt his hand reach down and grip my hips as his other supported himself. He thrust deep into me, and I bucked and grinded my hips against him, an orgasm beginning to build inside me.

“Fuck, Noah, keep doing that,” I moaned as his thrusts began to hit my spot. We moved in rhythm together, our bodies sweating and grinding in time, and I felt the orgasm begin to crest. My legs stiffened and my back arched as it rolled through me.

“Linda, shit, I’m going to come in you,” he grunted as my orgasm peaked, and his thrusts got harder and deeper. I rocked my hips against him, desperate for every inch as the orgasm slowly abated, and pleasure rolled through my body. He continued to fuck me, our bodies sweating together, and I felt his muscles flex and stiffen. He pressed his face into my hair, thrusting deep and hard, as he grunted through his orgasm.

Finally, he finished, and collapsed into my arms. We lay there in silence for a minute, drenched and panting from the exertion. I felt comfortable and spent, and more relaxed than I had in a long, long time.

Slowly, he slid himself out of me. I let out a little gasp as he rolled onto his back.

“God damn, dots,” he muttered.

I grinned at him, and then smacked him in the chest. “Quit calling me dots.”

He looked at me and laughed. “I’ll call you whatever you want if you keep doing that.”

I rolled my eyes then began to trace the tattoo on his chest. It read “Lux Orbis,” and it was the first time I had noticed the words. I made a mental note to ask him about it. Across the room, I heard my phone begin to vibrate, pulling me out of my post-sex glow.

“Crap, I forgot about my friends,” I said, getting up and walking across the room.

Noah propped himself up on his elbows, looking at me. I smiled back at him.

“Quit staring,” I said, looking at the screen. It was Chris.

“Can’t help it,” he said.

I swiped right and held the phone up to my ear.

“Hey, Chris, what’s up?”

“Where the hell are you? It’s been like an hour. Selena can barely stand up and we’re getting ready to go.”

I looked at Noah. “When are you leaving?” I asked her, more for his benefit.

He shook his head. “Stay here,” he mouthed.

“Like, right now. Get your ass down here.”

“I think I might stay,” I said.

Noah grinned and nodded.

There was a short silence. “Did you fuck him already?” Chris asked.

“I might have.”

“Oh, great. You slut. Have fun.”

“Thanks. Sorry to leave you with her.”

“It’s whatever, she’ll pass out on the way back anyway.”

I did feel guilty, but I couldn’t pull myself away. I couldn’t decide if there was going to be another chance to have a night with Noah, or if he was going to suddenly transform back into his usual asshole self at the stroke of midnight.