XXXIX

XXXIX
"What do I make of my life now? My life is in shambles and a mess! Everyone else is floating on some really interesting stuff, they have their lives mapped out in front of them, why is mine different? I mean, we were classmates. We learnt the same things, ate from the same cafeteria. We drank from the same water fountain... Well not drinking from the water fountain as I didn't drink from that, ew." I stopped to gulp the wine from the bottle directly.
I heard a chuckle come from my side.
"I didn't imagine this night would end up like this, to think I'd end up being a therapist this night, listening to you spill your deepest concerns? Nope, I wanted to be deep into your guts instead." Noah's sensual voice came through my tipsy haze.
I blinked in what felt like slow motion, while trying to look up at him. His finger tip traced my lower lip while his eyes stayed on me the whole time.
His left hand took the wine bottle I had taken from the wedding party, when my hand was free, whether it was the alcohol or some boldness instilled in me by some divine forces. I ran my hand under his shirt, he had taken off his suit as we sat down in the car.
"Your place or mine?" His whisper was throaty, causing me to spill some more liquid from my center.
"Yours." My whisper was barely audible, but he heard me anyway.
"My house." He spoke to the driver but his eyes didn't leave my face.
He buried his face in the crook of my neck, causing me to shiver in delight.
His lips were warm on my skin as he muzzled the sensitive skin below my ear. A tiny moan escaped my lips, combination of light booze, regret and making out with a guy that might as well have jumped out of my imagination was enough to get me an orgasm.
Left hand tugged on the strap of gown, and for the briefest minute, I could have sworn I saw someone else. The mystery guy I ran away from that Friday night.
My fingers latched unto Noah's dark curls as his teeth sank softly into the skin above my breasts, he sucked on it, driving me crazy. My grip on his hair tightened. I could feel my core splurging out more hot liquid, indicating she wanted action.
Noah worked his mouth back up to mine, his kiss was needy, and hot. Unlike the guy from Friday night, I stilled myself to see if I naturally wanted to run away from Noah too. But I didn't, I didn't feel the need to run, was it because the guy was a total stranger and Noah and I have been flirting with each other for days? Or could it be the booze? Because in all honesty, the Friday night guy made me feel better, I know I would have reached climax time and over with him in just ten minutes. I was way more sexually attracted to him than Noah, so what was it that made me run? I must have healed right? If I hadn't, I wouldn't be here in a car that cost more than my yearly salary making out with my very hot boss.
"Lisa."
I blinked, that was when I realized the car was parked right outside this huge house, and the driver wasn't even in the car anymore.
My eyes settled on Noah's worried expression.
"Is anything bothering you? You just stopped responding.. it felt like I was making out with a corpse or something."
I chuckled, not having a clue how I'd break it to him that I had been mentally comparing him with someone I met in a club and just once, whom I ran away from.
Just before my thoughts would over power me, I pushed him down so that he was lying on his back and facing me, unlocking my seductress mode, I hovered above him, while perched on the lower part of his legs.
The straps of my gown were already half way down my arm, I wasn't sure how I looked in that moment but I hoped it was sexy at least.
My fingers hooked on the belt of his trousers as I expertly unbuckled it. His expression quickly moved from confused to lust, like a switch was turned on. I mentally shook my head. Men.
His member was a let down honestly. He was such a hottie, and yet his member was not. It was thin, and had a swollen tip like bees stung it. Trying not to let my disappointment slip through my cracks, I wrapped my right hand around it. To show my gratitude for the evening, I put my energy into it.
He moaned softly as I continued to pleasure him with my hand, it was more of a chore than pleasure to me honestly, I couldn't wait till he exploded so we could park up and leave.
His grunts came out lowly as he released his sticky seeds everywhere. For such a small member, his load was plenty.
He looked up, grinning from ear to ear. I had to feign a smile back.
"And of course, the hottie Lisa could not disappoint." He said sitting up on his elbow. I only smiled back, I could not bring myself to feign any more than this.
"Come sit on it." He nodded to his member.
My eyes wandered to the disappointment he carried around on his waist. After all my anticipation, all my efforts. The remainder of his load that sat on top of it winked at me, causing me to scoff, I wasn't going to fake moan. Not today.
But I knew what I could fake, drunken state. I could always fake being drunk. So he could take me home.
"I think I'm still feeling woozy from the drink earlier."
He had the nerve to look disappointed. I'm the one that put in all the effort, I got a gown three times more expensive than my salary, I told everyone he was my boyfriend. The least he could do was have a reciprocate my efforts with a cobra between his thighs, was I wrong for wanting an earth breaking, mouth watering, legs shaking, orgasm?
"Can you please take me home?"
"Sure, we can always continue this later." He ended by playfully smacking my nipples.
I quickly placed the strap well. I won't be tempted to smother someone today.
"Should I call the driver to take you?" He questioned.
"Will you be following us?" I asked gingerly, I didn't want him to know my place.
"No dear, I'm too beat. You wore me out remember?" He walked out of the car as he asked.
I sat by myself in the car, cursing the day, everything that led up to us meeting.
"Tell him where he'll take you. Text me when you get there."
He waved. As the car rolled out of the driveway, I wanted to cry out. Why was my life not going according to my plan?