Chapter 33
Noah Gerald Sky
Hate To Love You
"So, he said you were his boyfriend?" I ask him as he nuzzles his nose in the crook of my neck.
"Yes," says Gloss, trailing butterfly kisses on my neck. "He said he'd sleep over, but then he changed his mind. Never had a chance to ask him why."
"Good thing you never had a chance. The last thing I want to happen is that Beau guy sleeping here in your bed rather than me." I say, chuckling, kissing his forehead. "Does your head still hurt?"
Gloss shakes his head. He starts to suck on my collarbone and I have to shut my lips in order not to moan the pleasure out, but it only makes me groan. His hands roam around my body, feeling every inch of my skin. He murmurs something against my skin, but his voice is muffled, and I can't understand what he
