Sinful addiction

Chapter 3

"Drinking alone again, I see,"I jumped startled almost falling off the hood of the car. It was just another normal Friday for me, as I drunk my cheap liquor, barely registering the students stumbling wasted out of yet another Dylan's  famous party.

"Jesus, are you stalking me?" I asked annoyed.

"Sorry, am not that desperate," his words made me wince internally.

"Then quit sneaking up on me like that or I might call the cops on you," I threatened without looking at him.

"If you had really thought I was dangerous you would have called them last Friday,"he countered.

"What do you want from me?"

"You seriously don't know who I am?"

I quirked up an eyebrow though I knew he couldn't see me in the dark. I was peacefully drinking my sorrows away as usual on Friday night until this douche bag decide to disrupt me.

"God! Can't you just leave me the f**k alone?" I seethed.

"Well,  until you tell me you are absolutely sure you have no idea of who I am," his stubbornness was beginning to grow on my nerves.

"Fine am one hundred percent sure so now leave," I ordered.

"See you in Human Physiology class then," He whistled once before strolling away.

I was tempted to flash my phone's flashlight just to get a glimpse of his face but decided against it in the last minute. It was no use anyway. Once again I found my thoughts wandering off to Noah, the one man who has got my whole world spinning at the tip of his fingers. Ah, those fingers. I could remember the feeling of them running up my arms,  evoking a sweet sensation that I f*****g miss so bad right now. I deserved his hatred. My thoughts drifted to the day he broke up with me,  the day that I will probably relive every single day of the rest of my life.

Flashback

His well muscled back stared back at me as I strode into the kitchen in the morning.  What a sight to wake up to in the morning. I wrapped my arms around his torso, my right cheek pressed against his warm bare back inhaling his scent.

"Why do you have to be such a sexy cook?" I mumbled softly.

He chuckled lightly, his deep tone always affecting me every single time I heard it.

"Is it so bad I want  you to take me against this-"Whoa! He suddenly turned, placing me on top of the empty part of the kitchen counter.

"Easy there tiger," I mumbled excitedly as he pulled off the grey t-shirt -his t-shirt- over my head throwing it carelessly in the marbled kitchen floor.

His lips claimed mine, a groan simultaneously ripping through us. The kiss was rough, just like how I wanted it. All the morning weariness left my body, as I grabbed the edge of his sweatpants. How can a single man turn me on this much?  He lowered his lips, licking all the way  to the crook of my neck and further down, biting my n*****s. A moan erupted from my throat as I my hands moved to grab the back of his head pulling him closer, a trillion ripples of ecstasy throbbing my  core.

"f**k, you are so wet babe," his voice was heavy and  it didn't help that his rock hard cork was grinding against my inner thigh.

"And I want you so deep inside me," I asserted as his right hand squeezed my butt cheek.

He quickly got rid of his pants and boxers, his cork springing free right in front of my lust stricken eyes. A tight squeeze in my inner core left me clamouring for it as I suckled in a huge load of breath.

"Like what you see?" the breathless words sent a deep sensation through me.

"I love the display babe.  Now don't ruin the mood with too much talk," I bit the edge of my lower lip as he hissed at the sight.

"I have an idea. Let's do something different," he whispered pinching one of my exposed n*****s.

I shuddered at the pleasure that small gesture sent throbbing in my whole being.

"What do you have in mind?" I looped my right hand around his whole length. His eyes shut briefly before he looked right at me.

"How about you give me a Blow Job?"

"Hmm... Honestly I thought you were going to tie me up and then lick me to climax," he chuckled at that.

I slid off the counter, going into my knees. Damn! This guy was so huge and it was driving me crazy. Grabbing the bare length I let my fingers rub softly against it as I watched Noah close his eyes. Soon enough my lips replaced my fingers as I trailed light kisses along it, feeling Noah's arms gripping my hair. Smiling in satisfaction I went on teasing him and let my lips linger around his edge before letting my tongue slide around the edge, drawing small circles around it.

"Damn Hazel. I can't take this anymore,"he muttered incoherently pushing the whole length into my mouth.

I almost gagged at the force of the thrust but soon enough I was pushing it slowly in and out between my lips. Before three seconds could elapse his grip on my hair intensified as he began thrusting into my mouth with so much force that I couldn't breath. I tried to speak but of course it was impossible and trying to move away was just a fruitless attempt. All I could do was tag attached his arms to set myself free but he didn't budge. After he was done he spluttered c*m all over my face and t**s.

"What the f**k is wrong with you Noah?" I manage to state despite the fact that the back of my throat hurt like hell.

"I thought kinky was your style," the lust was gone in his eyes, in its place unmistakable venom.

"Yeah,  but not that kind of kinky," I countered.

"Right, so somebody else can do that and I can't?" he speared me with a hurt expression.

"What-"the word died on my lips.

"Look, I know  everything Hazel. How could  you do that to me? Was my d**k not enough? You know what? Don't even answer that. Just get the f**k out of my apartment and go suck as many d***s as you want.  Don't even try to say a f*****g word otherwise I won't be able to stop my arm from hitting you," his eyes were burning with rage.

End  of flashback

I sighed at the memory before jumping off the hood of my car walking towards my apartment. Suddenly I was trapped against the door as the familiar cologne waltzed into my nose.

"Noah?" I breathed.

"I can't do this. I can't," he whispered.

"Do what?" it was getting difficult to speak especially when his hot breath was fanning my face.

"I can't stay away. I tried. I swear I did but I see you f*****g face every where and now I can't stop thinking of you even when I know that I should," Then just like that he slammed his lips on mine.