Baby I'm A Sinner novel Chapter 69

"Dani-"

"I'd do anything for you. I'd ruin myself just so I could fix you, you know." I tell him.

"R-"

"I think I should sleep."

Noah looks at me with an unreadable expression, and I just want a bed to lay down in.

"I'll take you home, come on."

He guides me back inside by my arm. He grabs our coats before he tells Aaron and Layla that he's going to take me back to his house and let me sleep.

We take a taxi there and he has to carry me inside because I'm too far gone.

"Where are Aaron's parents?" I ask when he places me on his bed. He shares a room with Lucas.

"They're in the house next door. The one were the party took place."

"Oh."

He takes off my heels and before he can pull off my dress, I jump out of the bed.

"I have to throw up now-" I managed to say before I fall on my knees in front of the toilet.

I feel him holding my hair back as I empty the contents of my stomach in the toilet, until there's nothing left to come up.

When I stand up, I feel a lot better and definitely sober, since most of the alcohol is out of my system. I wash my mouth and then my face, with Noah watching from behind me.

He's still completely dressed, and there's a concerned look on his face.

"Do you have a spare toothbrush or?"

"You can use mine."

I nod and brush my teeth quickly before I remove my makeup with water. It's a bit tricky, but it works, and I it's only after that I realize Noah is seeing me without any makeup on.

"Sorry about tonight." I say, scratching my head. "I didn't mean to be a burden. And about what I said-"

"Don't apologize." He says.

"So am I going to sleep here or?"

"Are you feeling better?" he asks, not responding to my question.

"Yeah. I'm good now."

"Alright. You can sleep here, yeah. We'll um-I know it sounds cheesy or whatever but we'll have to scoot closer so Lucas can fit in the bed too."

I nod and watch him turn around to go the bathroom to clean himself up.

I pull my dress over my head and finally slide into the bed, my eyes still on him.

Noah takes off his jacket and smoothes down his white shirt, before he rubs his wrists and brushes his teeth. He looks so good, even from the side, and I can't think about anything else right now but how much I want to kiss him.

So I get out of bed, not even caring about the fact that I'm in my Victoria's Secret underwear. He doesn't look at me as I pad over to him, but he startles when I wrap my arms around his waist and kiss his neck.

Noah turns around in my hold to look down at me.

"What are you doing?"

"Something I wanted to do for a long time."

"You're still-"

"I'm not drunk. I threw up everything."

"I don't think-"

"Don't think then." I say up at him. "Just kiss me."

"What are you planning on doing after I do?"

"I want to get my birthday present?" I try, but immediately regret it.

"You want me to have sex with you?"

I nod, not looking at him.

"But-are you sure? Don't you want to-"

"Wait? No. I've been waiting for a long time, and now I want it. Unless you don't want it. Then it's alright-"

He pulls back to look me in the eyes.

"Well...no. But it's too much."

"Didn't think it was a bad thing."

He resumes licking and sucking on my neck as his left hand wanders down my chest and slips into my panties. I arch up into his hand when he presses his middle finger against my clit in an experienced manner.

"Fucking Christ." I breathe, bringing my hands up to tangle into his hair.

Noah applies pressure on his finger and begins trailing downwards with his kisses until he reaches the valley of my breasts.

"Up." he instructs, reaching his other hand under my back so he can unclasp my bra.

I lift my back off the mattress and he undoes the claps in one easy movement, before continuing with the kisses once the bra is off.

"So beautiful." He whispers, attaching his lips to my right nipple and sucking on it, in rhythm with the movements of his finger. I grip into his hair as my legs buckle from the amounting pleasure, and I wonder if I will even get to the part where he fucks me.

He moves on to the other breast when he thinks he's done his job, and at the same time slipping a finger inside of me. It's so unexpected that my legs give out so they're flat on the mattress.

"Do you have a condom?"

"No."

I stop, but he keeps going.

"And you want to do it without one?" I ask, unsurely. I wouldn't mind, because I know he's clean since they're always getting tested on the football team, but I wouldn't want to get pregnant at eighteen.

"Well we're both clean and I'm going to pull out before I come. I've done that before."

I nod, although I don't really like the 'before' term, because it reminds me that he's done this with many people and I might not live up to his expectations.

He eventually lets go of my other nipple too so he can kiss down my stomach and finally take off my panties. He settles between my thighs and licks his lips.

"Tongue or fingers?" he asks, looking up at me. I take a moment to stare at his dilated eyes and messy hair, before I manage to croak out a weak 'both'.

He nods, smiling. "Greedy."

I put my hands back into his hair and guide his face between my legs. The feeling of his tongue against me, combined with his fingers, is definitely too much to bare, so I let out a long moan as I grind against his face. His strong arms wrap themselves around my thighs.