Mhiz Preshの小説

Lectures dragged on. Every time her phone buzzed against the desk she felt heat crawl up her neck. By evening, she genuinely missed him and his touches, wanting so badly to be in his arms again.She was sitting cross-legged on her bed in an old shirt, hair still damp from another shower, when the message arrived.Noah: come outside Ava: now? Noah: bike ride. The night’s quiet. I won’t keep you if you don’t want Ava: ten minutesShe stared at the screen for a long moment, then stood.This time she didn’t reach for jeans. She pulled on a short black skirt that stopped mid-thigh and a soft white crop top that ended well above her navel. No bra. The thin fabric clung to the shape of her breasts; her nipples tightened the second the cool air of the apartment touched them. She slipped on simple slides, took her coat only because the night might turn colder, and locked the door behind her.Outside, the street was almost empty. Noah sat on a black motorcycle under the streetlight, hel

Noah carried her into the bathroom and turned the water on hot without asking.. He stepped in with her, closed the clear glass door, and pressed her back flat against it, the coolness of the glass against her wet skin made her gasp. Through the fogging surface she could still see the long mirror above the sink, her own reflection blurred but visible, her breasts heavy, nipples tight, and thighs already trembling. He lit a cigarette with one hand while the other one stayed on her hip. The first drag filled the steamy space with sharp tobacco smoke. It mixed with the hot mist until the air felt thick and heavy. Noah turned her to face the glass, lined up, and pushed into her from behind in one slow, deep thrust. The door shuddered. Ava’s palms slapped against it. “Ah—fuck—” He stayed buried for a second, then started fucking her in long, controlled strokes. One hand reached around to rub tight circles over her clit. The other held the cigarette. “Remember when we used to pray t

Noah’s eyes dragged over her, slowly then locked on her face.“Say it again.”Ava’s voice didn’t shake this time. “Fuck me.”He stepped in close, one hand sliding under the hem of the thin white singlet to cup the bare weight of her breast. His thumb brushed the hard nipple and she sucked in a sharp breath. The other hand settled low on her hip, fingers pressing into the soft skin just above the waistband of the short black shorts.“You left,” he said, voice low. “You got yourself off, didn’t you?”Heat flooded her face. She nodded.“What did you use?”She hesitated. His thumb kept stroking her nipple in slow, deliberate circles, waiting.“My fingers,” she whispered. “And… a cucumber.”Noah’s hand stilled. For a second the only sound in the apartment was their breathing. Then a dark, almost disbelieving smile pulled at the corner of his mouth.“You took your own virginity with a fucking cucumber.”Before she could answer he turned her, guided her two steps to the couch, and sat her do

Ava’s mind snapped back into focus like someone had flipped on a switch.The wet heat of Noah’s mouth was still on her breasts, she stil felt the cool feeling of the lip ring on her nipples, Her jeans were half-open. Her legs felt shaky, too sensitive. Between her legs she was soaked in a way she had never felt before sticky, swolleen and pulsing. The reality of it hit her all at once.She pulled back.Noah’s mouth left her skin with a soft, wet sound. His eyes were dark and heavy, lips slightly parted, the silver ring glinting with saliva. He looked at her like he was still halfway inside the moment they had just been sharing.Ava’s voice came out quieter than she expected. “I need to go.”He didn’t argue, he stared at her a little longer, and his hands eased off her body slowly, giving her space. “Okay.”She climbed off his lap on unsteady legs. The cool air of the apartment touched the damp places his mouth had left on her chest. She found her bra and top on the floor, pulled them

​The first contact was soft, The cool metal of the lip ring pressed against the centre of her bottom lip, making her shake, a sharp little jolt ran straight down her spine. Her breath caught. her tongue moved on its own, tracing the thin silver ring, feeling the smooth metal and the warmer skin just beside it. Noah made a low sound in his throat. His hand tightened on her waist, fingers pressing into the soft place above her hip, pulling er closer while his mouth opened against hers.​Ava pulled back suddenly, her, eyes wide, and breathing uneven.​“I, I don’t know how to do that,” she said, voice small. “I’ve never… I’ve never been with anyone. I don’t know how to kiss someone.”​Noah’s hand stayed on her waist. He didnt look surprised. He just watched her for a second, thumb brushing once across the fabric of her top, then he shifted.​“Come here.”​He guided her easily, his hands firm on her hips, until she was straddling him on the couch. Her knees sank into the cushions on ei

The door opened. Noah stood there in a black t-shirt, the fabric clinging just right to his shoulders. Dark ink trailed down both forearms, looking sharp and heavy on his skin. His beard was trimmed lowly to his jaw, and a silver lip ring that caught the light the second his mouth parted. For a heart beat, the air between them went entirely still, hot and thick. Then Ava’s restraint snapped. A sudden, unstoppable laugh bubbled up as a full, messy smile hit her face. “Oh my God.” Noah’s face lit up a second later, initial shock melting into a slow, crooked grin that reached all the way to his eyes. “You’re actually standing in my doorway.” “I know right?, I am.” She didn’t hesitate. She stepped right into his space and threw her arms around him before her brain could process it.. He didn’t just catch her, he wrapped his hands around her, solid, warm, and tightly. She breathed in the familiar mix of clean cotton and woody cologne. He let out a soft, heavy breath

Bunny grabbed Sarah by the hand and the both walked out of the infirmary ward before either of the guys could say another word.Behind them, Blake remained on the bed, watching Sarah leave. He didn't say a word, not even when she disappeared through the doorway. His eyes stayed fixed on the empty entrance for a few more seconds.She had left her phone behind.So had Bunny.Eric followed Blake's gaze before looking around the room. He glanced at the two phones lying where the girls had abandoned them, then back at his friend.“Ladies are weird.”Blake nodded in agreement.Eric stared at him.“That's it? Just a nod?”“What else do you want me to say?”“I don't know. Something intelligent. Something that shows you're still capable of forming a complete sentence after your girlfriend leaves the room.”Blake turned his head slowly.“Do you want to lose your other remaining brain cell?”Eric burst out laughing.“There's my guy!”He threw himself onto the bed beside Blake, stretching out on

They all turned toward her, including Eric.“I'm sorry, what?” he asked.Bunny kept quiet, her eyes moving between them as if she were suddenly aware of the number of people in the room and the number of ways this situation could embarrass her.“Bunny.” Sarah's voice came out in a warning.Bunny turned to her, finally finding her tongue.“I meant, why are you running away as though we're having a threesome?”Sarah's eyes widened in horror.“Bunny!”Blake's pupils shifted toward Bunny. For a moment, he simply stared at her, looking almost impressed by the nonsense that had just come out of her mouth. Eric, on the other hand, had a smile plastered across his face.“Sweet,” he muttered, walking farther into the room. “Very sweet.”Bunny's mouth fell open slightly.Eric stopped beside the bed and looked at her. “Sorry, I'm trying to walk away, but I seem to have forgotten how to do that. Bunny, right? That's your name?”A blush crept up Bunny's cheeks.“You know my name?” she asked, her v

Sarah's smile disappeared, slowly, she turned her head.“Why would you remind me of that?”“Because I saw Nova doing hers while I was coming in.” Bunny made a face. “Mehn, that girl looked miserable. She was practically scrubbing the life out of those tables.”Sarah groaned and dropped onto the edge of the bed.“Ugh! Why do you have to remind me now?”“Because unlike you, I think about important things.”“You spent twenty minutes yesterday trying to convince me that a vending machine was stealing your money.” Sarah screamed dramatically. “It was stealing my money!”“You put your money in the wrong slot!”“Details!”Blake watched them exchange words, looking thoroughly entertained.Blake suddenly snapped his fingers.“Wait. I can help you get out of it.”Sarah's head shot up.“Yes!”“No,” Bunny said at the same time.The two girls turned toward Blake.He looked between them, momentarily confused by their identical expressions and how the had bursted out an answer before a laugh escape

“I ask again. What's the meaning of this?”The principal walked into the infirmary, her heels clicking against the tiled floor. By then, the students had all scattered, leaving only Sarah, who stood beside the bed, and Blake, who sat with a completely blank expression on his face.“Umm, it's not what it seems like, ma'am. We were just…” Sarah trailed off, struggling to find the right words. “It was just a student thing.”She didn't look up. Her eyes remained fixed on her footwear, and she could feel her heart pounding against her ribs. Of all the people who could have walked in at that moment, why did it have to be the principal?Mrs. Taylor's eyes moved from the visibly nervous girl to Blake, who appeared to have no intention of explaining himself.“Smith?”Blake raised his head to look at the woman standing before him. He exhaled quietly, then adjusted himself against the pillows.“This was a misunderstanding, Mrs. Taylor.”“A misunderstanding I don't want to repeat itself, Smith.”

Blake blinked twice at her statement before letting out a slight cough.The sound made Sarah shift on his lap as she suddenly realized how her words might have sounded. She quickly cleared her throat too, looking everywhere but at him.“Umm, you know…” She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “As a couple, my boyfriend can't be sick while I'm out partying. That kinda thing.”Blake nodded, a sheepish smile playing on his lips.“Of course,” he said.The silence that followed made Sarah glance at him. He looked far too comfortable with her sitting on his lap, and she wasn't sure what to do with that information.“Your bestie is back,” she announced, as though informing him of an official decision rather than suggesting anything.Blake nodded. “Yep. He's back, and he's also excited to see you.”Sarah's brows rose. “He is?”“Very.”“Does he know it's fake?”“Nope.”“Do we have to tell him?”“Nope.” Blake's smile widened. “You look cute when you ask so many questions.”The compliment cam

Blake made to take a step, but a hand instantly held him in place. He turned his head sharply, it was Eric.“You have to work on this terrible temper of yours... why the fuck are you getting so worked up?” Eric muttered under his breath, his grip firm.Blake dragged his hand out of Eric's hold, disconnecting his arm from around Leo's shoulder. Instead, he threw his heavy arm around Eric.“Get me outta here,” Blake gritted out.Eric exhaled deeply and took hold of him by the waist. Using his shoulders to support most of Blake's weight, he led him off the court and down the quiet hallway toward the school infirmary. The trainer followed closely behind with his kit. The trip to the infirmary was hands down the absolute worst for Blake in the entire history of him getting hurt, not just from the throbbing pain in his leg, but from the raw rage burning inside his chest.Helping him down, Eric guided him until he sat on the edge of the examination bed. Eric stepped back and leaned his back