Moving On

Chapter 7: Mr. Love Island and The Cold Hearted Bitch

The girls had been ready for the talent show for over an hour. The boys were taking their dear sweet time.

"They better be amazing for taking so long." Priya took a drink from her water bottle. "It's too hot today."

"Right? My makeup looks too good to start running."

Noah walked up while they were complaining. "Hey ladies, how's it going?"

"Hey good lookin!" said Hope, he leaned down and gave her a kiss.

"I was sent to find Veronica. Bobby needs your help."

"Help with what?" She was confused

Noah shrugged, "He didn't say. Maybe his speech?"

"Veronica, go help your man so we can get this started." Lottie smiled at her

"Ok, wish me luck!"

Veronica followed Noah to the dressing room. It was the craziest thing she'd ever seen. Was that Henrik wearing lipstick? 𝑵𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒓.....

"Ronnie! There you are! I really need your help."

"What's wrong?"

He took her hand, "Let's go to the bedroom, it's too weird in here." He pointed at Gary who was in a bright red speedo. She giggled.

When they got to the bedroom he pulled her to into him. "You look beautiful today."

She went up on her tiptoes and kissed him. His tongue found hers and she immediately wrapped her arms around his neck. He walked her over to the edge of the bed, never breaking the kiss. She moaned and he started trailing kisses down her neck to her collar bone. She was so ready for him and she could tell he was ready as well.

Somehow she managed to find her voice, "What about this speech? I thought you needed help?" She could feel him smiling against her neck.

"Help with my speech? Veronica, I'm a speech writing pro. I just couldn't handle being without you for another second. But we don't have a lot of time." he laid her down on the bed, He started trailing kisses back up her neck all while  guiding his hand up her thighs to her panties which were completely soaked now.

He stopped for a second and whispered, "Seems like someone else couldn't stand being away from me either." His breath on her neck sent a shiver down her spine she helped him remove them and he quickly inserted a finger into her aching core. She gasped as he began to give her exactly what she needed. She wanted to scream his name and beg him to give her all of him. He looked her directly in the eyes and smirked at her. He knew what he was doing and he was enjoying it. He licked his lips and she giggled with excitement. They kissed and he picked up speed. He needed her to come for him. She started to move with him and he could tell she was close.

He slowed down and she made the cutest noise he had ever heard. "You're too fucking adorable."

He traced a heart through the scars on her inner thigh and placed a kiss on top of them. She felt tears well up in her eyes at the sweet gesture. With his head between her legs she came undone. The emotions she felt were overwhelming.

He pulled her skirt back down and stood up pulling her with him and right into his arms. She was a little unsteady on her feet but that was fine with her.

He kissed her hand, she tasted like honey and he was hooked, "See you down there." He turned to walk back to the dressing room, stuffing her panties in his pants pocket.

She didn't know what to do. That had been the best thing she'd ever experienced and she didn't even get all of him. 𝑯𝒐𝒍𝒚 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒕.