But the more they tell me that, the more she seems to get to me.
I stuck my head up and joined Noah.
He shouted, “Good girl!” as we screamed all the way to the Prom. Tonight was about having fun, maybe even being crowned as the King and Queen of the Prom and, most of all, losing my virginity to the one man that I’ve wanted for so long.
Trinity was right. Michelle was nothing but a bitch, even if she was mother to the the man I love - and my stepmom.
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The night started to get lively, and I couldn’t believe that our school hall had turned into something so beautiful. Sure, I’d seen them setting it up and knew that everyone would be dressed up and the girls would turn into ladies for the night, in either long ballgown dresses or shockingly short dresses that left nothing to the imagination. Or the odd girls that didn’t care and felt like making a statement.
The men were dressed in tuxedos, and some of the geeks looked as if they’d borrowed them from their granddads, but hey, even they looked cool.
Our sports hall was made to look like a gala palace for the night with dim lighting, a gold bar and water fountains with lights at each corner of the hall. The DJ was playing too loud, and everyone was having a good time.
Even me.
Especially me, when I heard the announcement. I couldn’t hold back the tears as they announced, “Noah Nelson and Ava Parker as King and Queen of the Prom!” That was when I knew the night couldn’t get any more perfect. We held hands as Noah led us up on stage, telling everyone that he wasn’t so much proud of winning as much as he was by having the love of his life by his side.
He made me cry some more.
I saw Trinity with Eli talking and he seemed to be comforting her. I wondered if she was going to do something that she was going to regret. I knew from the moment that Noah held me in his arms that nothing could beat this. I thanked everyone through the tears and waved and cheered as they chanted our names.
I used to be quite shy, but I had a few girlfriends that made me feel special. I had one man that made me feel like every day was bright and new. He’d given me the confidence I’d needed to complete High School when I’d thought that I couldn’t get the grades.
He made me strong when I felt so weak.
As we took to the dance floor, our song, Photograph by Ed Sheeran, came on. Noah whispered, “Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight in your pink silk dress?”
I whispered, “A thousand times.”
He hadn’t stopped saying it from the time he’d picked me up in the limo, to the time we’d arrived at school, and then every chance that he’d got when we danced or when we had a moment to steal a kiss.
“A thousand times isn’t even words to express how you look tonight. I think I’ll tell you a thousand more.”
I could get used to this treatment as I said, “I love you Noah Nelson.”
And he replied, “I love you a thousand more times, Ava Parker.”
The room felt as if it stood still. We pressed our lips together as I held my breath. I didn’t want that moment to end, until Carly shouted, “Get a room!”
Noah said, “That’s exactly what I intend for us to do.”
Chapter Five
Noah was leading as we walked briskly to where the limo was parked. No one asked us where we were going, or why we were leaving so early. It was an unspoken language, as if they all knew.
As we reached the limo, Noah shouted, “The Ritz-Carlton,” to the driver, before shoving me at the back.
“Philadelphia?” I quizzed, but he didn’t seem to hear me. He was too focused on what to do next. I knew that look so well, it was as if he was on a mission. He had that look on his face just before a game, a “don’t mess with me” look. He squeezed my hand so tightly as we sat in the limo and didn’t speak.
I just stared out of the window and thought about what was going to happen. It’s amazing that I had spent so many nights dreaming about tonight. Touching myself to sleep, but now that it had arrived, it was funny that the thing that I had wanted so much was going to happen and I was nervous.
No, I was scared.
But, judging by his sweaty palm, I wasn’t the only one.
Maybe it was the sips of champagne that we’d had in the limo earlier, or the dancing and the excitement of the night, but it wasn’t long before I was resting my head on his shoulder and falling asleep. It was going to be a long drive and one that I didn’t intend to stay awake for. I felt his arm around my shoulder, comforting and holding me. That made me want to sleep even more. I felt even more excited about staying the night with him; even if we didn't have sex, I’d be in his arms.
We pulled up outside a tall, antique building, which had lights sparkling in front of it. I could tell that it was grand and expensive and I wondered how Noah could afford it, but as he held my hand and the driver took the bag that I had packed earlier, and handed it to the doorman, I felt even more excited about our stay.
As I walked slowly in my two inch heels from the curb to the stairs of the hotel, I couldn't get over how grand it was. Sure, Dad had taken me a couple of times as a treat to stay in a hotel while he was working and I would stay with Grandma and find entertainment in the hotel room. But none of the hotels were like this. Nothing like this.
As we walked up to the glass door entrance, I held onto Noah's hand like a frightened little girl. I was lost and amazed. At first I felt a little hungover and sleepy, but walking into the hotel sobered me and woke me up. I was fully alert.
I couldn't help but let go of Noah's hand and just stare. The entrance was amazing. There were three floors. In the middle were sofas, brightly colored with pink pillows and brown upholstery. It was a crazy mix of old and new. I was so taken aback by the marble floors, the columns at the side of the hotel, that I didn't realize that Noah had gone to check us in. He returned as I tried to take in my surroundings and kissed me on the neck and said, "Take my jacket, you must be cold." I winked at him and said, "You better warm me up then." I was trying to flirt, but he just took his jacket and wrapped it around my shoulders, like he would have done before, when we were friends.
After tonight, we would be more then that. It was a line that we had both agreed to cross.
Was I nervous?
Yes.
Did I want to turn back?
Hell no.
As we got into the elevator and started to head up to our room, I couldn’t help but ask, “How did you pay for all of this?”
We weren’t rich, and I couldn’t imagine his mom giving him extra money to take me to a hotel and have sex with me. So, as flattered as I was and as grateful as I was to be there, I didn’t get how he did it.
“Your dad and some extra jobs. Every time I told you that I was going to practice or hanging out with the guys, most of the time I was working.”
I held on to him; the idea of him giving up his free time just to do something special for me really touched me.
“I hope I don’t disappoint you.” The nerves came back. Why I felt like spoiling the moment at that particular time was beyond my comprehension, but as we stepped out of the elevator, he growled, “Nothing you could ever do could ever disappointment me. Nothing.”
The tiredness and nerves washed out of me. I thought of nothing more then satisfying him and making him feel as special as he was making me feel right now as we looked at each other before he opened the hotel room.
Chapter Six
He pinned me agains the metal wall in the hall way and he kissed me with hunger that was so frightening, driving his mouth onto mine. I heard the door firmly shut, and we were finally free from wandering eyes. His hands lost themselves over my body as his jacket which was keeping my shoulders warm dropped, and his hand ran down my side and caressed the curve of my ass.
I moaned for him to take it slow, and tried to protest, but actions speak louder than words and right then, I couldn’t say anything, because the pleasure was overwhelming.
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sp; He held me firmly as he lifted me up until our mouths were the same height. I looped my arms and legs around him and ran my fingers through his short spiked hair. I pulled him close. My dress was riding up, but it was hard because it was so long.
That didn’t stop him putting his hand up my dress and slowly putting his finger inside of me.
“God, you’re so wet.”
I nodded, “Eh-ha. This is what you do to me,” my voice was trembling, and I felt shy at that precious moment.
Noah wanted to comfort me as he brought a hand to my chin, raising my eyes to his. “One step at a time. I’m sorry I got carried away. I’ve been thinking about this night for so long.”
We hadn’t even put the light on or anything. I pressed my lips to his and said, “Me too. But I need to get ready. Where’s my bag?”
Before he could reply, I switched on the light and found my bag next to the bed.
Then I headed for the bathroom and shouted out, “Give me a minute. I need to get ready.”
I slammed the door shut and could hear him mumbling something on the other side, but I couldn’t make out the words as I tried to reach the back of my dress to slip out of it.
I had on a strapless bra and matching panties, but the thing I bought for the night was the most sexy thing that I had ever possessed. It was a crotchless mesh cut out teddy that we’d bought from the sex shop. I went with the girls to figure out what to wear tonight. It had front keyhole cut outs, mini satin bows with a halter tie neck. Oh, and the best part of it was the tie back and g-string bottom.
I stripped off like a hooker, flinging my bra and panties to the side of the beige marble sink and matching floor. I dropped my bun and swung my hair around to try and make it sexy. I thought for a split second whether to put on make-up, but instead I decided to just freshen up and, most importantly of all, brush my teeth.
I felt like I was going to the dentist appointment. All nervous and worried in case they found out that I had cavities. This was a night with the one man that I had longed for so long. I had to prepare myself for the best night ever. In a few weeks he would be in college and I had to give him something to keep coming back to me.
At last he would have not only my mind, but my body and soul too.
Chapter Seven
I never realized until I opened the door that the room was stunning; it was decked in soft creams and whites, and there was so much space in the room. Noah was in the king sized bed that was next to the window, which led directly on to the balcony, giving us the perfect panoramic view of the city. I stared for a split second, avoiding Noah’s stare.
He was watching me.
I slowly made my way to the bed. I assumed he was naked, because his suit was scattered on the floor and I could see his perfect, 6-ab chest. All I wanted to do was stroke it, hold it, but I had to take my time. Savor every moment.
He didn’t hesitate to blurt out, quivering as he spoke, “You look hot!”
I peeled back the sheet to see the gift that I was going to receive in return. His cock sprang into view. It was long, and almost as thick as my wrist. Warmth gushed through me as I couldn’t believe that I was excited about having him inside of me.
My body started to stir and I looked up and saw that Noah had that look in his eyes; the raw, carnal need that I couldn’t help but respond to.
I reached out and stroked the length of him.
My body was aching for him, begging to be satisfied. Neither of us moved, I was lacing my fingers on his cock. My eyes were engaged with his, he could have taken me, but instead he seemed to enjoy just watching me.
His fingers started to make their way to my pussy. One by one they traced up my leg until I opened my leg slightly to find their way home through my crotchless fish net bodice.
“Fuck, you’re so wet for me,” he said. “I love that I do this to you. It makes me so hard,” he croaked.
His finger felt amazing, so much better then mine. His seemed to know what to do, whereas mine just went up my crotch trying to imagine what he would do. I bucked against him on the bed, pushing him deeper and he responded by siding in to the lowest knuckle, and crooking his finger in a ‘come hither’ gesture that made my insides just want to melt.
“Someone wants me just as much as I want them right now?”
Then he put a second finger inside of me to join the first one. He wanted to stretch me wider. The rough pad of his thumb found my clit and began to work it in slow circles.
My body started to hum and I was so close to the edge. I had done it so many times before, but not so easily. Not like this, and not with Noah. I braced myself against his legs preparing for that sweet release to come tearing through me.
I lifted my butt up in the air and this time, I put my mouth where my fingers were and started to suck him.
At first I felt like I wanted to gag. He took the invitation with open arms as he held on to my butt cheeks and then his tongue started to dart in and out of my pussy. It slid to the side until he found my clit, and that was when I couldn’t control myself any longer.
I held on to his balls and started to jerk them with my hands and the head of his dick with my mouth.
“Hmm, hmm,” I just went deeper. I had tried this once before and hadn’t been able to go through with it. Noah never forced me. He said that all good things come to those who wait. The wait was finally over.
His dick tasted like a salty corn dog, so juicy and nice. I swung my head from side to side as we fucked each other with our tongues. It was obvious that I wasn’t the only one that was going to come. I could feel an orgasm rearing up inside of me and his breath was coming in little spurts and there was a low growl emanating from his throat. I loved that sound. It meant that I was making him feel that way.
Me, Ava Parker.
His best friend.
The one that he had spent so many nights with, telling his darkest secrets to. I was here in the same bed with him, not only listening, but fulfilling him in ways that I couldn’t possibly imagine. Sure, I used to fantasize about it, but it was nothing compared to the real thing. His fingers tightened against my ass. Digging into my skin.
“I’m going to come, Ava,” he warned, maybe thinking that I would pull out, that I didn’t want to taste what was soon going to be inside of me the next time around. I wanted to taste him. All of him.
I thrust harder and picked up my speed until I felt that he couldn’t control it anymore and he exploded into my mouth. I swallowed it just like Carly had told me to do. Head back and don’t think about it, or you may want to spit it out.
But that was the thing.
The salty, slimy sea of sperm that entered in my mouth went down like a hot shot of tequila. It tasted so good and I laughed as I swallowed, milking every last drop.
Noah never let go. He never stopped until he knew that he wasn’t the only one coming as I let out a scream and dropped to the bed He laughed as he cradled my head.
“Did you enjoy it?” he asked.
I replied with no hesitation, “I enjoyed you."
Chapter Eight
I was lying next to him, nestled and watching the sun was start to rise. I’d forgotten what it felt like to have Noah wrapped around me. Before, we used to do it as kids, but as we got older and more hormonal we stopped. Especially when we’d said that we would wait until after Prom.
I wished that we could stay here forever.
“When do we need to go back?”
He must have been thinking the same thing too as he said, “Shh, don’t worry about that for now. We still have time. I just want us to enjoy it. I wanted to take it slow. I didn’t meant to grab you, or even have you like that at first. I had planned it all in my head,” he said as he laughed and used his hand to cradle his head.
“Me too.” I thought that he may make fun of me but I confessed it anyway as I lifted my head to face his, “I was going to do a strip tease. I’ve been practicing for weeks.”
He asked, “Really?”
/> I nodded and he started to get curious as he lifted his head up and said, “Show me.”
I hesitated for a moment, wondering if he was really serious. He wanted me to get up in my fish net bodice and start dancing.
He said, “Wait,” just as I was about to get of the bed and added, “But you’re wearing too many clothes.”
He untied the satin bows that were at my back and I released the see-through bodice. It dropped to my feet and, I started to lift my legs in the air and do light kicks.
The sun was slightly shining through the curtains and the room was pretty bright. I thought about dimming it and hiding my body, but he seemed fascinated by my moves. I was humming to One call away by Charlie Puth, and I knew that I had him hooked.
I held on to the posts at either side of the bed and then I started to kneel to the floor.
Noah purred, “Work it, girl.”
I knew that he liked what he saw. I wrapped one of my legs around the post, and rubbed my pussy up and down it.
I was acting like a professional stripper.
Teasing him like a hooker that wanted to get paid.
Playing with him as if I knew what I was doing, and the only thing that came through my mind as my little performance came to an end was, “We still haven’t done it yet.”
His cock was hard and as my lips slowly made their way towards his, he whispered, “What are you waiting for?”
Then he grabbed my ass and I sat down on him. It was too hard and too quick.
So he quickly lifted me up and said, “Sorry.”
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