Baby I'm A Sinner novel Chapter 70

"Who knew you were such a dirty girl hm?" he asks, eyes drifting up to my face for a split of a second.

"I might be a bit drunk still."

He stops and looks up at me properly this time, brows furrowed. "I don't want to take advantage of you."

"You're not. I've wanted this for a long time, please just get back to..."

"Get back to what?"

"Eating me out, God."

"Yes princess." He smirks and ducks his head back between my legs to lick long stripes over my entrance and suck on my clit.

He's so experienced and makes me feel so good that I feel like I'm drowning and all I can hear is NoahNoahNoah.

I close my eyes so I can solely focus on his mouth, but it turns out to be too much and I want him to just get to it already. I clench my thighs around his head, his hair tickling my skin.

"Noah." I say and tug at his hair to get his attention.

He looks up at me with a questioning look.

"Can you just-get inside me already?"

He nods and lets go of my thighs so he can come up to place a kiss to my lips.

"Are you sure you want this?"

I nod, not hesitating at all.

"And with no condom?"

I nod again. "I trust you."

"Okay then. Tell me if you want me to stop."

I bite my lip as he positions himself between my legs; one arm next to my head and the other down, so he can take a hold of his cock.

I wrap my arms around his neck when I feel his tip pushing in, and it doesn't hurt so far. However, I know I spoke too soon when he finally pushes in halfway and I feel a lot of pain in the pit of my stomach.

"You okay?" he heavily breathes, looking me in the eye.

"Yeah just-give me a second." I answer, bending my knees to clench around his sides. "You can move."

He pushes a bit more, before pulling it out almost all the way, and then pushing back in until he bottoms out. I whimper because the pain is almost nauseating, until it eventually fades.

"Good?"

"Better." I say, unwrapping my arms from his neck so I can dig my nails into his back.

He bites his lip when he finally stops moving, and I can already feel pleasure taking over.

I can't believe I'm having sex with Noah

He presses his lips to my neck once again, and that combined with him thrusting into me starts feeling so good I'm moaning again.

"Fuck, it feels so good." I breathe as I dig my nails further into his skin. I end up actually scratching him up and down his back when he starts picking up his pace.

"You have no idea." He says and lets out a breathy laugh into my neck before he continues sucking on it.

"Don't-stop sucking on my neck please."

"Mmwhy?"

"Because I might come too soon."

"Same."

My laugh turns into a moan when he gives a deep thrust, and my heels dig into his calves.

He keeps his fast pace for a couple of minutes, and I can feel myself nearing my climax, so I bring a hand between us to rub my clit until I finally reach my high.

"Don't touch yourself." He growls, immediately pulling my hand away.

"But I need to-"

"I can fuck you good." Noah says and takes a hold of my arms to bring them up over my head. He intertwines our fingers next to each side of my head and kisses me open-mouthed as he slows down, choosing to thrust deeper instead.

It feels so good and sensual that my head is spinning again.

"Noah I'm so close, please."

He changes the angle and rubs right against my g-spot, which. Fuck. Okay. Is the best thing I've ever felt in my entire life.

I moan and arch my back as I finally reach the second orgasm of my life. It feels so good that my toes curl and my legs tremble as I grind against his cock to ride out my climax.

"Shit, don't do that you have no idea" he says, giving a hard thrust "what it fucking does to me."

"You're one of those girls who don't eat to get thinner." He states, knitting his eyebrows together.

"No, I'm not."

"Yeah, you are."

"If I was, I would be thin."

He lets out an exasperated sigh. "You don't have to be fucking thin to have an eating disorder!"

I roll my eyes, even though I know he's right.

"I'm tired. I'm going to sleep."

"Fine." He huffs, closing the door as soon as I'm out of the bathroom.

I get into the bed and pull the covers up to my chin before I grab my phone to check my messages. I have two drunken texts from Jake, a worried text from Lucas and Emma, and a Snap from Layla with her and Aaron pouting about the fact that I left.

When Noah comes out of the bathroom, he's wearing a shirt and boxers, but walk right out the door. He's back in two minutes with an apple and a fruit bar.

"Eat these."

I scrunch my nose. "I don't need you babying me. I can take care of myself."

"No, you can't! I could feel your hipbones earlier. It's not good Dani."

I take the apple from him and sit up against the headboard while he crawls over to sit next to me. He watches me as I chew and I make a face at him to stop staring.

I follow his eyes to my right hand.

"Is that why you sometimes have red marks or small scars on the top of your right hand? Because you make yourself purge?" he asks.

"Why do you know these details?"

He shrugs. "I just notice stuff."

"It's weird." I lie. The fact that he pays attention to me when I don't notice makes something fuzzy erupt in the pit of my stomach.

"So how long has this been going on?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Stop playing dumb Dani. Your eating disorder."