My Two Sexy Bad Boys

Chapter 9

"It was a mistake,” you said. But the cruel thing was, it felt like the mistake was mine, for trusting you.

— David Leviathan

It was a hot, humid night. There were empty bottles everywhere, and plenty of sweaty people were dancing to loud music at the bar. As I always avoid such parties, but however I am here anyway.

I was so focused on watching this party that I didn't notice a girl in front of my eyes surrounded by a group of boys.

Some of them were taking their d**k out like they want to blow job from her. Suddenly, I thought about Noah, if he were one of those boys. I turned my sights on every corner at the bar but failed.

I was gazing at those boys with full concentration that I failed to recognize a tall guy in my path. We collided and I went down on the floor.

I am so sorry, I said and looked up my eyes to see that handsome guy.

He held out a hand and I took that. I was holding his rigid hand tightly and stood up on the ground.

He pulled me so hastily that I got up from the base and fell on his lips. I heard a hot breathing sound from that muscular man.

One of my hands was on his broad shoulders while the other one is on his pale bloodied chest.

My eyes were closed… I realized that my lips were being brushed. He was biting my bottom lips, and eventually, he clenched my tongue between his jaws.

I was also about to smooch him back, I opened my eye, took a step back from him, and looked up shyly.

“Hey, I am Noah “, he said while smirking at me.

“You i***t, dumbass, how dare you do this to me?” I yelled while pulling him back.

C'mon babe, It was all your fault. I was just standing here, I didn't do anything. I swear.

“Anyway, where had you lost that you didn't observe me in front of your eyes?” He said, raising one of his eyebrows.

“No, nothing like that. I only focused on that group of teenagers and that one slut who is dancing in the middle of them. I haven't seen her yet. “, I clarified to him.

" Ohhh, so you want to know that girl?

She is a waitress here. Her name is Charlotte.

He said, grinning at his face.

But how do you know her??

Is she your ex??

I asked him suspiciously.

Umm, I think someone is getting jealous. Noah said, twirling his hair.

You are mistaken, There is nobody envious of you. I replied with the same attitude.

“So, Alivia, Has anyone told you, How prettier you are”, he asked, gazing at me with his blue shiny eyes.

I blushed, while he took two steps closer to me.

“ You are the prettiest girl, I have ever met, he whispered in my ears, tucking my open hair behind my ears.”

Before I say anything, he leaned entirely down and kissed me. I started to melt toward him, so I allow him to wrap my waist and grabbed my ass as well.

I don't know, how, but in a meantime, he made me feel safe and admired. Here I was wishing that why don't meet before.

The boys were still there, celebrating the party. They all were taking their shirt off and performing a dirty dance. Perhaps Ryan was also one of them, so I went close to check out whether she was not Emma.

I moved towards them to have a look at that waitress.

I made an angle among these boys. Maybe She was in her mid-20s.

Holy s**t…

Her hair was wavy, not so long but as soft as a cloud that some of them were playing with her hair.

She had a structured face with a fair complexion and her green eyes were so deep, seductive, and captivating that heaven must be gazing upon them for all eternity.

Her smile is as radiant and breathtaking as a supernova, lips supple, so full and enticing that her kiss was sending lightning throughout their bodies.

Her breasts, ah such perfection, soft, yielding, without blemish or equal with buoyancy with no rival, exquisite in every detail from the hue of her areola to the length.

Those boys have taken off her bra, so I could see the breadth of her slightly upturned pink n*****s, and nothing can adequately describe the rounded fullness, the tautness, and curve of her buns, soft belies the true nature of them and can cause even the strongest of men to become weak in the knees,

And her legs, oh my f*****g hell, her legs are flawlessly firm, with just the right amount of softness.

Her thighs are powerful yet totally feminine, and her calves curve so beautifully from just below her knees to a mere inch or so above her ankles, the type of legs that make men walk into doors.

I couldn't find her ass because she didn't move, so I can observe her from the front but compared to her big t**s that her cups couldn't be covered by their hands, her ass must be just like a melon.

Now if I could just find her…sigh…

After some time, the boys got removed from there, so I could find Ryan. He was spanking her butt and sucking her n*****s. I couldn't figure out whether he was drunk, or he was going to dumb Emma.

Suddenly, I glanced at Emma, She was dancing between three guys. She was drunk and kissed someone passionately who is not Ryan but who is he, I was thinking, staring at her from the distance.

What these boys don't understand is that she is not a competition where they are concerned, but this kind of male attention was not unusual.

Emma has always been a fan favorite when it comes to the boys. They are drawn to her like bees to honey.

My phone rang, and I looked down, It was mama's call.

I have to receive it; otherwise, mama will never allow me to hang out with friends or chill parties.

So, I went out to the garden and picked up mama's phone.

“Hey, sweetheart, where are you?

It's already eleven.

How much time do you want more?” She lectured me even on a call.

Mama, I am just leaving. Don't worry. I'll be there at 12.

You take sleep. I will come carefully.

I mumbled to my mom.

I went back to the party and moved near Emma to ask her if she wants to go home, but she was drunk enough that she couldn't be able to listen to me.

So, I was just trying to find Noah that I have to inform him before about to leave. But he was nowhere.

Hey Morgan, did you see Noah?

I've been looking for him, but I can't seem to find him anywhere. I am worried about him.

I asked Morgan, with concern.

Yeah, I just saw him a while back.

He was going upstairs, She replied graciously.

But there was a room upstairs, I asked her suspiciously.

Yeah, babe, you're right! Perhaps he wants to take a rest for a while.

Morgan replied to me.

Okay, thank you, Morgan.

I thought I should just sit and wait for him, but already I was getting too late, so I just went upstairs. I was standing out of the room, thinking about, whether I should knock on the door or not.

My hand touched the handle and I realized the door was unlocked. I pulled down the door jovially and pushed the door open.

But as soon as I opened the door and saw what was inside the room, my smile fell to the floor. I wasn't prepared to see what was happening in front of me. I could never be.

Noah was lying on the bed, naked. In front of him was a girl, also exposed. She straddled him on the bed, so I was only able to see her hair and bareback.

She was humping him, all the while moaning his name out loud.

One of his hands was gripping her bare ass, clutching them tightly as she bounced and bounced on him, while the other hand was squeezing her bare breast, squeezing her as she moaned aloud.

My jaw dropped open, and I couldn't close my eyes, no matter how much I wanted to.

This image would forever be engraved into my remembrance. And unexpectedly, the air escaped my lungs and I couldn't breathe. I felt betrayed.

“ Wait, Alivia?!” Noah finally noticed I was standing in his doorway.

He pushed the girl to the floor abruptly as she screamed," Ouch!”

Noah scrambled for his jeans on the floor and stepped forward towards me. The girl turned around and saw me, but didn't look shocked or afraid.

Fuck, Goddamn it.

This was the same bloody w***e, daughter of a b***h, Charlotte.

I couldn't believe my eyes. Somebody pinch me, please. Please say, this is just a f*****g horrible dream.

But no, I was living in a fairy tale and the f*****g truth was in front of my eyes.

Then she simply grabbed the blanket to cover her bare breast, subsequently, she gave me her ghastly, mischievous smile and went away from the room.

“Alivia, what are you doing here,” Noah said breathlessly.

He was still gasping and sweating, smelling like awful s*x. I felt hostility toward it. I just wished I could spit my guts out.

" How could you?” my voice cracked. Tears were filling in my eyes.

“ I can explain….” He stammered as he stepped outside and shut the door behind us.

“Well, explain “, I demanded.

“ It was nothing Alivia, okay? Charlotte and I—It's just physical.”

He started talking about it, but I didn't want to hear him.

My hand impulsively flew to his face to stop him from talking, slapping his cheeks harshly.

He looked taken aback, and I was also shocked, I was never this brutal person. And we are not even in a relationship, so why am I getting so angry?

Eventually, his embarrassed face turned into anger.

“I was just drunk, Alivia. This is not the real me. I am a one-woman man.” he roared.

“Yes, you are f*****g right, you are one woman girl, and that one woman is that b***h who was in your arms, naked and this is the f*****g real you. I was wrong. I never thought you have a dual face. Mama is right, All men are motherfuckers. “

I said, choking on the tears that started falling.

I knew I struck a chord. He was low. He didn't have any good justifications.

I took a step back and wiped the tears away from my face. He tried to come closer to me, but I put my hand to stop him.

“Don't try to touch me, I warned”

Alivia, with her, it was just s*x, you know.

But..... With you… I.....”

“ Stop, stop it for the God's sake. You have nothing with me.” I roared before he finished his line.

If he thought he was making it favorable by just saying all these fake things .he is wrong.

I am never gonna believe him again.

He endeavored to reach for me, but I pushed him away harshly.

“Go f**k, yourself ", I spat before turning to my heels and left...