Boyfriend, Girlfriend

[WARNING! R18 SCENE!]

Noelle didn't know, but in just a single touch of Blake, she gave up all of her facades.

She turned to him and said, "What should I do next if not walking out from you?"

Blake's fiery eyes bore into her as if wanting to give her the next detail without the words.

"Tell. What is it?" Noelle faced him without even a sign of affection attached in her eyes.

Or is that what she thinks so. Blake stood tall to her. He held her hand tightly.

"Let's have a quick stop by the hotel."

Blake dragged Noelle out of the restaurant in a hurry. Noelle was confused if it was desire, a manifestation of guilt, or a betrayal covered by anticipation to dwindle her doubts. Maybe it's the third one.

They both settled on a hotel nearby. Not a fancy one, but it's enough to meet their needs.

Noelle didn't even have a second thought and swiped her card for their food while Blake is the one responsible for the accommodation. As soon as they came inside the elevator car, Blake pushed her to the walls to kiss her torridly.

Snaking both of their hands together, it has become a kiss fest. Blake didn't even breathe and dropped his lips to her neck, traveling it down to her bare collarbone, and Noelle realized how she missed his caring touch. Is this his secret charm to retrieve every girl's orgasm while filming?

It's like a new technique she wouldn't experience if Noelle didn't call him.

They reached their floor. Noelle and Blake become entangled with each other and started to kiss by the hallway, pushing on each other, waltzing at the carpeted floors. Their lips didn't get tired on kissing.

Blake inserted the key to the room while Noelle showered his neck with feather kisses.

He chuckled and grabbed her waist towards the inside. Still with the temptation, Noelle hugged his waist, kissing endlessly. Tongues has been pushed on each other's lips, and it has become a tongue fight after a moment. Blake's favorite was to bite Noelle's bottom lip.

When she did, both of them snickered. Foreheads touched, and Blake cherished the minute. He tucked in the loose strands of her hair behind her ear. Noelle asked out of the blue, "Am I still the one for you?"

Blake opened his eyes slightly and pressed his chest on hers. He didn't say a word and just stay silent, thinking of the right response. Blake whispered, "Who would I have another life if it wasn't you?"

She didn't know how long she stood there, feeling Blake's breath, as if sinking his existence in. Noelle asked, "How long will be like this? Seeking each other like we weren't together? I felt so distant from you, Blake."

It was the hush of her whisper that pushed Blake to travel his hands down to her butt cheeks. She's wearing a thin short, but his skilled hands skimmed by the clothing and grasped the surface. Noelle felt closer than to anyone else but him.

"You may just feel distant, but I am so close to you, Noelle. Haven't you felt how much I missed you?" He kissed the nape of her neck while massaging her butt cheeks. Noelle couldn't contain his ways of seduction and went over to bed. She let her body flunked down there as if she's a falling cloth.

Noelle received the most passionate kiss from Blake as he unbuttoned his polo. He kicked his shoes away, and even volunteered to undress her skirt. Now, she's close to being naked. Blake successfully kicked out of his jeans, and now he's just standing there with his boxers.

He's already erected, as Noelle could see the mold by the middle of his legs.

Noelle doesn't have any time to push him away, because right then and there, she was pinned in the soft mattress of a bed that didn't creak just once, but to all of the occupants of this room the moment it was built. And they were going to make love on the sheets that has been laundered several times, folded neatly, and back again to the mattress.

Blake cherished her collarbone while massaging Noelle's breasts.

It was such a caring moment, and it felt like new. Noelle arched her back to meet his gentle lips travelling down his trunk. He showered her trunk with feather light kisses and even swirled his tongue inside her navel. He went back to her lips after, biting the bottom, and stopped, slowly, then whispered, "I'm so crazy for you, Noelle."

If only Noelle can scrape off the thought that he's having an affair behind her back, this making love session would be so great it is stoned in one of the chapters of Noelle's story.

But he's not loyal. He is kissing someone else behind the camera, and Noelle guessed it the moment their lips touched. The way he breathes shakily underneath, the way he hesitates to have another kiss while their tongues battle, and the way…

He hugs Noelle. It was more of a compensation than a love.

Every move of Blake has been set in Noelle's mind that with the slightest change, it has become a source of her worry. And right now, even though their lusts are fulfilled, there's a part in Noelle that it would never be enough if that girl existed in Blake's life while f*cking her in doggo style.

Blake finally got sick of her wearing clothes so she had to pull it out. Sooner enough, both of them are naked. Noelle was spanked gently, and she chuckled, because Blake has been acting like an innocent man who just hooked up with her first girlfriend and about to lose his virginity in an hour.

Noelle wasn't really a fan of oral penetration, so Blake headed on to what she deserved for letting her be furious over the dinner. Noelle found the last piece of her doubts, and she can never get enough that those body and sexy language had been put to a bad use.

"Ugh… ugh…" Blake held his hips tightly, pushing through, his legs spread apart, and go back and forth. Noelle didn't squirm in her position and met his thrusts, syncing in the same energy. Blake had been really good ever since, and it never failed to make Noelle divulged in an exasperated moan.

"I can't… it's so good…" Blake was already collapsing at the top of Noelle, and gave her a kiss on the neck. Not just a peck, but enough to surface any bad thoughts. Noelle still received her moans, even scratched her nails in his back to make him go faster, and Blake didn't stop.

He was big, but Noelle's hole fits right with him.

As their lips kissed each other, the moans covered the creaked of the bed, and they reached the climax.

Finally, something Noelle can push away after use. Blake flunked down at the side, and let their breaths relax after such a drastic and intense session. Noelle tucked in her legs underneath the mattress while catching their breaths.

The cold temperature doesn't sink in her skin, but the moment Blake put his arm around her chest, warmth radiated, and Noelle knew that the only thing she can fell asleep tonight was this question, "Have you been sleeping with Monica?"