Six Pack Noah From Kissing Booth Novels & Stories

So I couldn't possibly be that good. "You don't believe me? Have you seen yourself in the mirror? Lookin' like a damn snack," he smirked and I blushed. It was getting so embarrassing, I had to shove him and smack his arm a few times to get him to stop. "How many guys have you kissed before me?" he asked me suddenly. "One," "One— What?" his jaw fell open. "Yeah. Blake was my first kiss," "And I'm the only other guy you've ever kissed other than him?"

Sasha opened his eyes to see Noah looking at him. He didn't hesitate to open his zipper and pulled out his weeping cock out of his slacks. "Commando huh". Noah smirked but he kept his eyes on the long shaft fisting in a big hand. He pointed at the girl to come forward. She was flushed and panting hard due to the heavy fucking and holding back her orgasms. He gestured the girl to deep throat Sasha who leaned back to make space for her to lie down in front of Sasha to take him in her mouth.

I called, eager for any distraction. The door opened, and Noah stepped in, his tall, broad frame filling the space. He was dressed in a simple white shirt and dark trousers, but even in such casual attire, he exuded power and authority. His golden eyes lit up as they fell on me, and a smile curved his lips. “Why so serious, my queen?” he teased, closing the door behind him. “You should loosen up a bit.” He crossed the room and took my hand in his, lifting it to his lips. His kiss was warm, lingering, but it sent a shiver down my spine that I wasn’t sure I liked. I pulled my hand away, more forcefully than I intended.

He lifts his head, his eyes locking with mine, as his fingers hook around the waistband of my panties, tugging them down. My breath catches as I lie there, completely exposed beneath him. He sits back, taking me in with a slow, appreciative gaze. My breath hitches, and before I can respond, Noah is on top of me again, his lips claiming mine in a rough, heated kiss. He pulls back just enough to whisper, “Let’s see how loud you get tonight.”

Storm's POV Noah's eyes were fixated on me, I took a good look at him, his usually shaggy hair was slicked back and he was dressed in a black tuxedo that clung to his body, he had shaved his beards. He exuded confidence and authority. Our eyes looked and I ran my tongue over my lip unconsciously. The sexual tension in the room could be cut with a knife. Tasha cleared her throat and we broke eye contact.

“ You better shut the fuck up as this is all your fault . “ said Aron angry . “ How is it my fault ? Huh ! How is it my fault ?! “ said Noah angry as well . “ You kissed her . I saw you two kissing . Don’t you dare deny it . “ said Aron annoyed and pissed off . “ Yeah , we did kiss , so what ? I liked her . She is a great girl and I care a lot about her . I have never met a girl like her before . She is special . “ said Noah with a determined expression . “ Special , huh ?!……You like her , huh ?!…….You traitor ! “ said Aron punching Noah to the face . Noah touched his jack and raised his fist then punched Aron . The two of them started to fight pretty badly .

Ethan's breath hitched, the slow burn turning steamy as he stripped too, joining Noah skin to skin. They moved to the couch, Ethan pulling Noah on top. Kisses trailed down Noah's neck, nipping, sucking marks that bloomed like claims. Ethan's hand replaced Noah's, pumping his cock firmly while fingers teased his balls, rolling them gently. "You're so hard for me," Ethan whispered, mouth moving lower to take a nipple between his teeth, biting softly.

said Noah in her voice that sounded hoarse but sexy. "Me, I'm the funniest," I sighed when Noah started kissing my neck. Noah blew my neck, making me shook my head, "wearing that lingerie" Noah whispered in my ear. I glared at Noah, but Noah's gaze was sharper on me. I could only nod, opened my suitcase and looked for the black lingerie that Noah told me to bring.

“Oh, and I should add that the booth has to be secluded. People should be able to feel the mystery of it all, speculating if he did kiss anyone or not… if there are no cameras in there, it’s perfect.” They all echoed their agreement, nodding like fucking lizards to her. The slacks of my pants still felt wet with the stain of coffee all over them. I leaned back in my chair, watching as they picked out colors and discussed how to put out the news. I stared at her through narrowed eyes, pushing my glasses up. She was beautiful…and I hated that I could fucking think that way. Anyone dating a guy like Lucas couldn’t, should not be beautiful.

“I didn't have any plans.” He pushed himself off the wall and placed his arms on either side of me, pinning me in place. My breath caught a little bit. He smelled like clean sunshine and soap with just a hint of something masculine that drove my feminine parts into a frenzy. He came in slowly, taking his time as his mouth covered mine. His tongue probed gently at my lips until I let him in. I heard a low moan that I realized was mine. The man could kiss. “How's that for doing something today?” Noah asked, his voice low and rough. I wanted him so bad.