Falling for Noah Jordan

I tossed and turned all night, and my heart kept doing stupid flips as I recalled the kiss. I didn’t hate it. I just wasn’t expecting it, and I regretted slapping him as soon as I got into the house. But can you blame me? I knew better than to get involved with guys like him. Guys like him who could have any girl they wanted. He has always been popular amongst the girls back in high school, captain of the basketball and track team, top of his class, avid party goer, the list goes on and on. While I, on the other hand, just existed in the background as the sister of his best friend. I knew this wouldn’t go away, so I figured the best way to handle it was to avoid him for the meantime. And that’s what I've been doing for almost a week.

“Emily, you’re not staying home today. You need to help out at the restaurant. I’ve got something important to attend to, so I can’t be there.” Mike called out, walking into the living room.

“I don’t feel good, Mike. I already told you. Plus, Mum and Dad can hire a few part-timers. Why do I always have to be there?”

His brows furrowed slightly. “Yes, they could, but you know we can’t afford that right now. So quit acting like a spoiled brat and get your ass off that couch.” He added, throwing a pillow at me before heading to the door. “Oh yeah, before I forget,” he started again, turning back at me. “Noah is already on his way here, so make sure you’re ready by the time he gets here.”

“I don’t need a babysitter. I can find my way down there!” I screamed after him, but the door just slammed in my face. I took the pillow, screamed into it, while kicking my feet in the air. After a while of contemplating if I should get ready or not, I eventually headed back to my room.

I had taken off my clothes and was in my towel when the door opened.

“Emily! I’m here.” Noah called out, walking in.

“Shit!” I muttered, opening the door slightly. “I’ll be down in a minute!” I yelled back, then closed it and headed to the bathroom.

The warm water cascaded down my body, and as my hands ran over my body, my mind drifted back to Noah’s lips on mine. My thighs clenched and heat pooled low in my stomach. I bit my lip, trying to take my mind off the absurd reason why my body was reacting this way when I thought about him. But it became worse when my fingers found my opening. It was wet and dripping with my juices. I knew choosing to ignore how affected I was by him would not work, so I did what I knew how to do best. Pleasuring myself until it all fades out. So I reached for my rose vibrator that sat at the corner and turned it on. I pressed it against my pussy and as it sucked and licked, my nipples tightened while I used my other hand to gently squeeze, one after the other.

“Fuck!” I gasped, increasing the speed now. My legs shook as I tried to stand, but it was pointless. I lost count of how many times I orgasmed, but by the time I was done, my pussy was left pulsing and throbbing with pleasure. I dropped the vibrator back on the counter and quickly finished up.

Slipping into my favourite robe, I sauntered out, drying my hair with the towel.n“What the fuck, Noah?” I shrieked, staring in horror. “What are you doing in my room?”

He wore a sly grin, leaning casually against the wall, arms crossed. “Wow! That was pretty intense. Who would have thought you knew how to do something like that?” He teased, pushing off the wall.

As heat crept up my cheeks, I couldn’t tell if it was from the sheer embarrassment that he might have heard me moaning, or from the anger that he was in my room uninvited.

“Fuck off, Noah!” I spat angrily, glaring.

He didn’t flinch. Rather, he walked towards me, stopping just a few inches away. “I don’t think that’s what you want. Because from what I heard a few minutes ago, it sounded like you needed to ease a certain ache.” He paused, leaning in, eyes staying pinned on me. “I can help you out, you know.”

I swallowed, ignoring the way my pussy clenched again as his warm breath brushed against my neck. “In your fucking dreams, asshole.” I yelled, shoving him back with as much strength as I could muster. “Get out of my room.”

The grin never left his face. If anything, it widened. “Fine. I’ll leave. But remember, I’m here anytime, just in case you need help.”

I scoffed in disbelief, watching as he walked out, unhurried and unbothered. I slammed the door shut, locking it and even double-checking. I collapsed on the bed, staring at the ceiling as I covered my face with both hands. I was dying of embarrassment thinking about the fact that he heard me, but at the same time, I felt hot and flustered, especially when he was so close to me.

“Get it together, Emily.” I muttered, then proceeded to wear my clothes.

When I was done, I headed downstairs, avoiding his eyes as I walked straight to the kitchen. I grabbed a bottle of water and almost downed it all in one gulp nervously.

“Relax, Emily. No need to get embarrassed. It’s not a big deal.” He called out, almost like he knew my ordeal.

“Why don’t you leave me alone and mind your fucking business, Noah.” I shot back, not minding how it came off.

He laughed before walking into the kitchen. “Unfortunately, I can’t do that, because you’re my business.”

I scoffed, replacing the bottle back. “Yeah, whatever. I’m ready, so let’s go.”

I made to walk past him, but he blocked my path, his body towering over me.

“Not so fast. Ain’t you forgetting something?” He asked, tilting his head to the side.

That’s when I noticed a slight bruise on his cheek. No way! Was that from the slap the other night? I mean, I didn’t hit him so hard. Or at least that's what I thought.

“If you’re hoping to get an apology from me, don’t bother. Because it's never gonna happen. Especially when you deserved what you got.” I said proudly, crossing my arms firmly.

He chuckled, one finger slowly trailing across his lips. My eyes followed hungrily before landing back to his eyes.

“Ouch! That’s mean. But what could I have possibly done to warrant that?”

I chuckled in disbelief. “Are you seriously asking me that? You kissed me without my permission. Now it might not seem like a big deal to you because you literally have girls flocking all over you, but I don’t just go about planting my lips on anyone, especially on people like you.”

Something flickered across his face, hurt maybe, but it was quickly replaced by something else. Something possessive, and hungry. He approached me slowly, and I kept on moving back until my back hit the wall. His hands caged me in as those hazel brown eyes looked right into my soul.

“What if I told you I did that because I’ve wanted to for a very long time?” He paused, fingers slowly trailing up my thighs. “What if I told you that I want you? That I’ve always wanted you, Emily, what then? Would you still think you can’t kiss someone like me?”

My pulse thundered loudly in my ears, breath hitching as my mind raced. Did I just hear him right? Is he being for real? Or is this one of his usual tactics used to disarm unsuspecting girls and lure them to his bed? The place his fingers trailed on my thighs still burned like something had been ignited. Before I could say anything, he started trailing soft kisses down my neck, which sent a shiver racing down my spine.

“Remember when I said blushing makes you kinda hot. I meant that. Right now, you look really hot.”

I couldn’t tell if that was a compliment or if he was taunting me. All I knew was I needed to get away from him ASAP.

“Yeah. No shit. Asshole!” I managed through gritted teeth, and made to leave but he pulled me by the waist until my body slammed hard against his chest.

“Easy, tiger. No need to get all feisty.” He murmured, low and unhurried.

Just then the front door opened and Mike hurried in.

“Emily! I forgot something. I hope you’re not still—” the rest of the words died in his throat when he walked into the kitchen, eyes darting from Noah’s hand on my waist then back to our faces.

“What the hell is going on here?”