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This was the first time she’d ever done something like this.

Back in their world, Noah was a jock, the town hero, and she was the nerd. There was no room in their lives for each other. He had to be with one of the most popular girls in school, and she was nothing more than a tutor to him. Only now they were something more, something deeper, and she didn’t want to lose him, not even a little bit. They only had each other throughout all of this, and to her, it had broken down their barriers.

What happened here would stay between them forever.

She had no choice but to believe they were getting out of this soon.

He pulled away, breaking from the kiss.

“What is it?” she asked.

“You don’t have to do this.”

“I know I don’t have to do this. I want to.”

He placed a hand on her cheek but didn’t look convinced. “No, Skye, I’ve already taken so much.”

“You’re not taking here, Noah. I’m giving it. No one is here.”

“They’re watching.”

“Ignore them. It’s not about them. This is about you and me and what we want.” She touched his chest and slowly slid it down his body toward his cock. “What is it you want? Do you want me? Want this?”

Being a virgin before entering in here, she didn’t exactly have any experience.

She gripped his length, holding him firmly and yet not squeezing him too tight. Up and down, she worked her hand, watching his expressions, seeing if she hurt him or not.

He didn’t seem into it at first, but slowly, that cold look turned to one of heat. He started to get hard beneath her touch, and the hand closest to her stroked a finger across her nipple.

The bud was hard from the cold but one touch from him, and she moaned. The pleasure went straight to her pussy as he circled the hard bud.

“I don’t want to take anymore from you, Skye.”

“We both know they’re not going to give you a choice. In here, it’s just us, and I’ll remember that. I’ll remember this. Our touches, our need for each other. Out there, it doesn’t count. They’re the monsters, not us. We’ll always have each other.”

She leaned down and kissed him again, still moving her hand over his shaft.

He groaned, and in the next second, he had her underneath him.

Skye noticed the strain he had to use in order to move her, and she couldn’t help but think there was something in that.

Her hand still on his cock, she held him. “What is it you want?” she asked.

He didn’t speak a word to start. His lips touched the corner of her mouth before going to her neck. His tongue flicked over her pulse before moving down to her chest. He cupped her tits, pressing each one together.

His gaze remained on her nipples as he held her breasts, his hands tight but not to the point of pain.

“What do you want to do to me?” she asked.

“So much. So fucking much it scares me, Skye.” He took one of her breasts into his mouth, sucking on the bud.

His tongue flicked back and forth, driving her insane with need for him. She was desperate and hungry for more as her nipples seemed to go straight to her pussy, making her ache. She spread her legs wide, making extra room for him, and he moved between them, his cock resting against her pussy as he continued to tease her tits.

She was so wet, which shocked her. After everything they’d gone through, the last thing she expected was to actually feel aroused by him, and yet she was.

“Please,” she said. “I need you.”

“I know, baby.” He let go of her tits and started to work his way down her body.


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