17. You Are Fucking Hot, Casey

Noah POV

“I already told you, Noah, tell Casey to leave Wood Town. I’m not helping you if it’s just about your personal shit. Handle your own damn problems!”

James hung up, leaving me with zero advice, zero help.

“Fuck!” I slammed my phone down.

Casey just stared at me, frozen. She wasn’t blinking, still looking totally freaked out, shivering like crazy.

I grabbed a blanket, threw it over her, then sat down next to her.

“Calm down,” I said.

“How can I be calm? They’re terrorizing me.”

“I know. You don’t have to worry. I won’t let them touch you.”

“I already got harassed.”

“They wanna hurt you even more after they find out you’re with me.”

“Why’d you drag me into your mess? I moved to Wood Town to forget about my parents’ divorce, but now I’m suddenly caught up in some biker gang beef? That’s just messed up!”

My eyes went straight to Casey’s lips. Couldn’t deny that kiss this morning had me all stirred up. She just suddenly took the initiative to kiss me, and it wasn’t just a quick peck; it was a burning, hot kiss.

“What if my mom finds out, Noah? She just got divorced. Her heart’s already broken from her marriage ending. What if she finds out I’m involved with a biker gang?”

“Your mom won’t know.”

“How can you promise that? You’re always showing up around me. My mom suddenly asked me about you. She already knows who you are!”

“You told your mom I’m a Black Hell member?”

“I’m not crazy, Noah. I told my mom you’re Mayor Peter Adam’s son.”

I kinda smirked hearing Casey’s answer. The way she talked was actually pretty hot, made me wanna just devour those red, wet lips of hers.

“So, what’d your mom say after finding out I’m the Mayor’s son?”

Casey just stayed quiet. It looked like she was trying to find the right words. I was curious what Casey’s mom said after knowing my family background.

“I don’t have any idea. She didn’t say anything.”

Silence fell. We were stuck in this quiet, not knowing what the hell to talk about. I’d never been like this with a woman. I never just… talked. My only business with women was sex. After it was done, I left. No important communication. And now I had to make small talk with Casey because she was scared. But was it really the Fallen Bike? How could they get into the campus so easily and know Casey was going to get that book? Only someone who knew Casey was looking for that book would know, so they could set up that lizard carcass and terrorize Casey with blood.

“You wanna take a shower first?” I asked, stupidly. That was the kinda question I usually asked a woman I was about to fuck.

Casey showed me her hand, stained with blood from that book.

“Looks like I gotta clean this.”

“Down the hall, on the right. There’s a bathroom there. You can clean up.”

Casey stood up. The blanket I’d put on her just fell away. With an awkward movement, Casey quickly headed to the bathroom. What the hell was wrong with me? I never felt awkward with women. I could freely ask women to please me because they wanted me, but why didn’t I feel like that with Casey?

I followed Casey to the bathroom, waiting outside in case she needed anything.

“The faucet’s on the left,” I called from outside the bathroom.

The sound of water mixed with Casey’s scream.

“Argh!!!”

Ah, I forgot the faucet was messed up. I went in immediately. Casey was soaked. She looked shocked. Meanwhile, I felt like an asshole; I shouldn’t have told her to go to that bathroom. The faucet had come off the pipe, so water was spraying all over Casey’s face and body, completely soaking her clothes.

***

“Looks too much for me,” Casey said, coming out of my room, which I basically just use to store clothes and stuff ‘cause my bed’s out here.

Casey stood there, looking kinda shy. She was wearing my black tank top with a skull on it. I also lent her some of my short jeans. Everything looked baggy on her, but honestly, it kinda made her look even hotter. Her boobs, which were pretty noticeable, weren’t as obvious, but I could see her back even easier since it wasn’t covered. Shit! Why was I suddenly horny looking at her?

Casey came over, sat next to me. Her wet hair, still dripping a little, was kinda bugging me. I grabbed a towel that was hanging near the room. I put it on Casey’s head.

“Wait till your clothes are dry.”

“I skipped class, Noah.”

“It doesn't matter. You can see your professor tomorrow. Once your clothes are dry, you should probably head home.”

Casey rubbed her hair, staring at me. Her arm going up like that felt super erotic, especially since I could see her black bra, really prominent.

No, no, no. My cock was getting hard. Not now. I couldn’t do this now. Oh, holy shit.

Suddenly, Casey stood up, moving closer to me. Her scent hit my nose. It made me even more unable to hold back the sudden burning surge.

“Casey, hmmm…”

“Tell me what I gotta do to get free from them, Noah?”

“Oh, that… ” I can't focus.

I tried to back away, but this was a mess. I had to do it now. Casey was turning me on. I couldn’t take it anymore.

Casey sat right next to me, super close, touching me. She put her hand on my thigh.

“You’ll protect me, right?”

Casey’s eyes were locked on mine. Oh, shit. My hand instinctively wrapped around her waist. Casey was surprised but didn’t say anything.

“Oh, of course. I’ll protect you.”

“You sure they won’t hurt me again?”

I pulled Casey even tighter. She actually sat on my lap. Her eyes were still serious, staring at me.

“I told you not to try and tempt me, Casey.”

“I don't,” Casey replied. “I don’t even know why I’m like this.”

Fuck whatever. I couldn’t hold back. I might get bitched at and slapped, but I had to do it. I hugged Casey tight, immediately kissing her lips, I devoured them, my tongue darting out. Mmmph, this was so good. I loved kissing her. It's so fucking burn me.

My hands roamed Casey’s back, touching her with quick movements and uncontrollable moans. Casey didn’t resist. She just let me touch her. Even when my hand went under her tank top, touching her bra. She was lost in it, she moaned, even if it was a little shy.

“You are so fucking hot, Casey.”

I picked her up. No. I never forced anyone to fuck with me. Casey wasn’t resisting. So, I couldn’t waste this chance. I carried Casey to the bed. I laid her down there, and my lips didn’t stop kissing her.

“Mmmph!” Casey’s moan made my desire burn even hotter.

I pulled away from the kiss. Casey stared blankly, with a questioning look. She didn’t want this to stop. She wanted more than this, but was she really serious? I didn’t want her to regret it. I only ever fucked a woman once. After this, I wouldn’t touch her again. So, I was gonna make it count.

Casey touched my shirt, trying to pull it off.

“Casey, you serious?”

“You said I should try it,” Casey said.

I smiled. I touched her lips, the ones that always made me want to taste them.

I pulled off the tank top Casey was wearing, then I took off mine. I kissed her while pulling down the jeans she was wearing. My hand slipped under her underwear.

“Mmmph!” Casey groaned, pretty loud. I looked at her. She’d never been touched like this. Her reaction was so obvious.

“What have you done with your boyfriend?”

Casey looked at me, her face flushed.

“Kiss,” Casey answered innocently.

“Your boyfriend’s such an idiot. He should’ve done way more with you!”

I rubbed her pussy with a little pressure. Casey squirmed. Oh, damn. She was really hot. Everything she did made me super turned on. This was the first time I was so into it and didn’t want to finish fast when fucking. I didn’t want to cum too soon. I wanted to introduce Casey to fuck without traumatizing her.

“Noah, ahh!”

Casey moaned as my finger went deeper. Her legs instinctively opened. This was impressive.

“Damn, you’ve fucking orgasm, Casey.”