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"You chose this"

I spoke audibly before I smashed my lips against his. I myself was taken back at my own actions. As my lips touched his, it was as if the world had come to a pause. He was a little taken back by my actions but nevertheless continued like he had been yearning for it.

His hands move and shortly after cups my face. I snake my hand into his hair feeling him shiver under my touch. His hands also mirrored mine. We must've kissed for what felt like forever because when we parted, we were a panting mess.

Our noses were touching, our breaths mixing heavily. I give him a quick glance, noticing that his eyes were filled with so many emotions, one mainly being lust and desire. He moves one of his hand to my waist, bringing my front to his. Closing all distance between us.

I feel him take steps forward which then resulted me to take steps backwards. Like we were internally fighting each other for the upper hand. It then registered in my mind that we were making out in front of an audience.

I removed my lips from him and peeked to the side seeing everyone just watch with their mouth hung open. I was about to say something to Noah but he didn't let me. Instead, he just reattached my lips to his.

Being pulled in the moment, I gave in and kissed back but my conscience spoke louder as I broke the kiss once more and spoke breathlessly,

"Too many people... let's... let's leave"

Noah being Noah didn't heed but instead moves his hand south to grab my bum. My eyes widen at his ongoing action and quickly place my hands on his chest, feeling his quick beating heartbeat. He too spoke breathlessly,

"Not gonna happen"

Since Noah had his back facing his grandparents who were still on stage I had a clear view. I glance at them seeing them both give us a curious look. It was as if they knew something was going to happen. The look that Marcus King had on his face was like he expected it,

"It was a nice preview flower, but it's fair to say that you can come back to me"

Like blowing out a candle, Noah's lust filled eyes turned to anger. Before he could attack Tyler once more, I grabbed him by his tie and spoke hoarsely,

"You're going to leave this room"

He scoffs as he turns his head to where Tyler was stood. He tensed his jaw as he repeatedly did so,

"I'm not leaving until I give him a black eye"

I lick my lip as I look around the room once more before I trained my eyes on a distracted Noah. Sucking in my lips, I pull down on his tie. He faces back to me with widened eyes and I only whisper loud enough to hear me,

"You're gonna leave this room whether you like it or not"

Not allowing to have the last say, I reattach my lips to his. It takes him a minute or two for him to register what was happening but when he does, I'm already moving my hands to his shoulders and applying some weight.

Trusting him, I jump only for him to hold me securely by the waist; my legs wrapped around his waist. Even though I couldn't see everyone, I could hear the voices of people, one particularly coming from Tyler,

"Never pegged you for being feisty flower"

Without having to remove my lips from Noah, I felt my world move and I knew that Noah took the initiative to walk, I silently hoped that it was out the door. After a good amount of kissing, I knew I had to pull away, the need for air highly requested by my lungs.

With my arms still wrapped around his neck, I look around seeing us both no longer present in the room filled with people. In my head, I felt relieved. I wasn't being watched by 60 pairs of eyes.

I let out a sigh that I was holding before I look back at him. He didn't say anything. Feeling a little shy, I fidget in his hold before he moves and places me on my feet. Once I was on my feet, I rubbed the back of my neck, whilst I bit my lower lip.

I could feel his eyes on me and I tried not to look up, but knowing that it was just us two, I found it extremely hard. Without warning, he grabs onto my wrist and starts dragging me to god knows where,

"Noah... what are you doing?"

I question but got no response. He walks me out of the building and like his mind was read, his car was down the steps. I part my lips, small clouds coming out of my mouth from the cold. I feel my shoulders scrunch up since my shoulders were bare.

We both walk down the steps silently until we reached his car. He opened the passenger door and waited. I looked up to him, waiting for a response but once again gave me the silence treatment,

"Noah, please tell me where we're going..."

Instead of giving me an answer, he crouched down and placed his hands under my knees, lifting me up in bridal style. My hand flies around his neck as I support myself. In our given position, we have another stare down before he places me in the passenger seat.

He closes the door and walks around the car and takes a seat behind the wheel. He ignites the car and dives off. Fumbling over the seat belt, I fasten it and hold on with my lip between my teeth. Subconsciously, I feel my hands tighten and untighen from the material.

We must've drove for like 15 minutes because in no time we reached in what looked like; his place. I look out the window and see the familiar building in front of us. He turns off the car and steps out of the car. He walks over to my side and opens the door.

I only look up to him, waiting to see if he would say something... but he never did. He stood silent. Not a peep left his swollen lips. Hesitantly, I step out of the car. He closes the door and moves to walk in front of me, into his place.

I tried behind him, the only sound shared between us was our feet moving against the pathway. He silently opened the door and stepped in, me following shortly after. I suck in my lower lip as I walk around the opening of the hallway. My eyes trailing around the darkly dim hallway,

"Noah why are we here?"

I question as I look at him. He stood a foot away from me as he looked at me. He too bit his lower lip before he hastily pushed his hair back, making it a mess that looked breathtakingly sexy. I had to suck in a breath because I was too taken back by that action alone.

Without taking a step close, he kept his eyes on me and spoke in a tone that was both unknown and sexy. The tone of voice alone was already messing up my insides and it didn't help that we were all alone... in the dimness... at his place...

"I just wanted us to be alone"

I felt my heart hammer as he continued,

"I wanted to..."

He closed his eyes as he tried again,

"You actually went with what you wrote on that note"

"I had no choice..."

I whispered as I looked down at my heels, my words not even reaching my own ears,

"Do you regret it?"

I look up seeing him a lot closer now, our feet not far apart. I felt my shoulders deflate at his words did I regret it? I asked myself but came to only one conclusion, no. I blinked rapidly, my words stuck,

"Tell me, do you regret kissing me so that I would stop making a scene?"

I could feel sweat trickle down my forehead as I hesitated with my response. He took a step towards me, teasingly closing the distance. Since he was not far away from me, I could see his dark emerald eyes shine. The sight alone blew me off my feet,

"Lily"

My name rolled of his tongue,

"Do you?"

He tried for the third time,

"No"

I replied, this time with no hesitation,

"No, I don't regret it one but instead I-"

He didn't let me finish off as he took one big leap, closing the distance between us both; knocking out the words that was going to leave my lips. He lifted his hands and placed them on my face, pulling me in for a deep, relishing kiss.

The kiss disorganised my mind and I ended up being pressed against the wall. My hands too fly up to his hair, getting tangled with his hair. I pulled on his hair, the urgency said through out actions. He released a moan and with that deepened the kiss even more.

He moved one of hands to my waist, closing the remaining distance we had. We break apart, our noses touching. He used his thumb and made circles. Something that I grew to like as it tingled my senses. I hold a fistful of his shirt as I pushed him back slightly, my eyes searching his,

"I'm sorry"

He only whispered. My heart rose and fell in a quick manner as I continued just staring at him. He placed one of his hands back on my cheeks and rubbed soothingly. Like all the time, I closed my eyes from his touch.

I could feel him hover over my face, his lips briskly touching mine. I guess I was eager for his touch and skin because I tip-toed on my heels and connected my lips with his. He wasted no second to glue his body to mine.

My fingers fumbled over his tie as I rapidly tried to undo it. Once it was untied, I threw it to somewhere. His hands roamed all over my body and I felt myself float on cloud 9. My fingers moved to his blazer, sliding it off his shoulders.

He moved in sync, his arms taking off the material. His hands rest on my breasts and gives it a squeeze making me roll my head back. He doesn't miss the opportunity to dive in and buries his head.

His lips find my skin and he leaves wet kisses. My hand find it's way to his hair and without hesitation, I grab a fistful of his hair allowing him to release a deep moan as I tugged on his roots. My heart raced, my mouth partly opened as I gasped at his teasing.

He removed his lips from my neck and kissed me back on my lips. Since there was a little space between us, I moved my hands to his chest and started unbuttoning his shirt. It didn't take long because along the process, he too stripped himself down.

We break apart and open my eyes looking down at his bare chest. I bite my lower lip as I shamelessly checked him out. His stomach was a little more defined, making his v line more predominant than it was last time. He spoke, making me tear my eyes from his exposed skin,

"Well that's not fair is it? You're the only one wearing clothes and also..."

He trailed off as he removed my lower lip from my teeth,

"...you know how much it affects me when you bite you're lip. Now, let's make it even"

The tip of his index finger held the smallest amount of material of my dress. He itched his higher and higher, allowing the cold to come contact with my skin. As he did so, his knuckles brushed against my thigh making me clench my lower stomach.

I swallowed down the dryness as he continued to lift the material up, never breaking eyes with me. The lust in his eyes were strong and I knew it because in some way, I felt the same. His index finger and the material pasted a little past my stomach when I stopped him.

He gave me a look of confusion as I pushed his hand away. With another biting lip, I place my hands the material and take it off. Right in front of him. Once the material was no longer clinging onto my body, I threw it also to the side.

The cold quickly attacked me, leaving evidence, my nipples hardened. Using my hand, I comb my hair back making him suck in a deep breath. It then took a minute to realise that I was now stood in front of him in only my underwear.

"Fuck. What are you doing to me"

Noah left no room for an answer as he pulled me close to him, making my skin touch his. He trailed his hand up and down my spine making me shiver against his touch. He brought his lips back to my neck, giving me a single kiss whilst his hands were placed on my bum.

He gave my bum a squeeze making me press my body more to him. His hands went lower, resting on the back on my thighs and I took that as a sign to jump. Effortlessly and gracefully, I was held in his arms.

He took a step back, my back no longer the wall. Instead of leaving wet kisses on my neck, he began to give love bites. Even though I was in his arms, it didn't stop me from throwing my head back. A moan escaped my lips.

I was pretty sure that he could hear my heartbeat as he was close to my chest. I open my eyes briefly as I took in that he was walking up the stairs. With a few fumbling around and a door opening, I knew; without looking, that we were in his room.

He moved around his room so that he was now sat on his bed. My knees felt the cold comforter before it quickly warmed up. He removed his lips from my skin and smirked, holding my eyes,

"That should let everyone know"

I rolled my eyes at his words before pushing him down. His arms flared out above him, eyes expression both taken back and even more turned on. I stood up for a second, high in my heels. I rolled my head back, the tips of my hair touching my skin just above my black, laced underwear.

Teasingly, I sucked in my lower lip before placing one knee in-between his legs. I hovered over him, one hand beside his face as the other was placed on his chest, moving up and down like he had against my spine.

Against my touch, he shivered making me smile a little. I lean down to him, bringing my lips close to his ears. I kiss him, just below his ear that made him stifle in motion. I then raise my lips a little so that I was able to whisper,

"Has an effect doesn't it? Fingertips touching skin"

He turned his face towards me as he gave a look of disbelief and I could understand. Having the upper hand of being dominate sure had it's positives. For example, being in control. I guess me being in control only resulting Noah to be filled with more lust than expected.

In less than a second, the tables had turned. We both switched places. Me on the bed. Him hovering above me. It was quick and fast, my mind blown by how quick it happened. Since our position had changed, I had one leg propped up as the other dangled off the bed.

He positioned himself between my legs, allowing me to fell his hardened boner against his boxers and my underwear. His trousers disappeared god knows how. It was something my mind lacked to register.

My eyes widened as he smirked in victory. He said no words as began to peck my lips. Still in a daze, he moved his lips to my cheek... to my jaw... to my neck which then moved towards the valley of my breasts.

He gave one of my breasts a squeeze, his thumb rubbing circles around the nipple making me even more aroused. My back arched at the new feeling as a quiet moan let my lips. He left a trail of butterfly kisses down the valley of my chest til he reached my lower stomach.

His fingers played with the hem of my underwear,

"Black looks divine on you"

He spoke seductively,

"Too bad it's coming off"

He spoke in a mocking voice as the remaining material on my body slipped off with his fingers. He moved around as he got on his knees. He parted my legs before his tongue swirled around my clit.

He had me as a panting mess as I arched my back up, strained gasps leaving my lips. I fisted handfuls of the duvet as the other tugged on his hair. His every touch had me squirming to the point were he had to hold me down by my waist. I pleaded,

"Noah..."

He removed himself making me, in relief, fall back on the bed. A loud sigh left my lips but it wasn't from tiredness. No. I had reached my climax and he had stopped, making me sexually frustrated and dripping wet. He chuckled at my plea before hovering over me once more.

"Kitten, we're just getting started... you can't give up on me now can you?"

I lick my lips as I hastily pull down his boxers. He chuckled deeply as his body vibrated,

"Kitten, just know that you won't be able to get your beauty sleep with the amount of times we're gonna be fucking"

He spoke bluntly but hey I was sexually frustrated, so... like every sexually frustrated person; I replied without hesitation,

"Fucking once or we're four times, I want you... now"

It was like he was waiting for my words because as soon as I spoke, he hesitated no longer to thrust inside me, erupting a moan from the back of my throat. I arched my back allowing him to place a hand on my lower back, holding me close to him,

I wasn't expecting it so soon. Not now. Not so soon. But hey, I was no longer frustrated and my needs were met. With every thrust, I could feel my toes curl in delight my nails digging into his back.

I'm sure that I'll be leaving claw marks when the sun rises... I clenched my lower stomach making him grunt in response, as he picked up his pace,

"Fuck kitten, you're so perfect"

I sucked in my lower lip as I had my eyes shut tightly, savouring the moment. With hard thrusts, I moved my legs a little agar, allowing a new sense of pleasure as I realised something. I released my lips as I spoke breathlessly,

"My heels... let me take them off"

He looked up through his eyelashes as he spoke an octave lower still thrusting,

"Keep the heels on, it's a bloody turn on"