Chapter 18

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#A1Novel'sRoom


"This is my room."

I saw a lot of trophies and medals.

Certificates and posters with a lot of pictures of Novel.

I felt Novel grabbing my waist.

Heard him locked the door behind him.

"I should get home," I said. "I needed to study..."

"I missed you so much."

In conclusion, in our relationship... Novel has always been so stubborn.

He takes a lot of control.

I may be hated it but it won't change my feelings for him anyway.

I turned around and I saw those horrible scars on his body.

I frowned when he was just about to kiss me.

He noticed.

He took my chin with his finger, getting in line with my vision so that he could look at my soul. Deep into my soul.

"What's wrong, baby?"

I looked away.

"You were suicidal the whole time," I said while taking his fingers off.

"What?" He looks so confused as to what I am proposing.

"Why didn't you told me?" I took a step backward.

He sighed.

"I did."

"Late," I said immediately. "We are supposed to be with each other. Not hide secrets from each other."

He nodded. "I know baby, I am so sorry. Okay?" He said.

I sighed.

He hugged me and I struggled at having the same height as him.

I tiptoed.

"You are so adorable." He commented.

He laughed right after and lifted me to the air and kissed my lips.

This is so—

"Shit, I missed you." He said.

"Hmm, me too," I said.

He pinned me by the wall that causes some trophies to fell to the floor.

He didn't budge.

"I'm sorry about –" He didn't stop kissing me and it feels like it's really not going to stop anyway.

"Forget it. Fuck me." He pleaded.

He lifted me again.

Struggled with our foot but he managed to lay down his wide and comfy bed. It smells like him, Shit.

He cant wait for me.

It was as if he was rushing it.

Clearly.

He grabbed my neck.

Pushed his lower zone to mine.

Bit my lips and my neck.

Sensational and tasty.

"I love you."

His fingers snaked into my undies.

I squeezed his arms as he began playing around and made me arch my back for its delighted sensation. I was lost. So lost that I feel like I couldn't breathe. How to breathe again?

Shit.

"Ahhhhhhh...." I moaned.

He was also groaning.

Growling like a baby, loving my sounds.

"Fuck me." He keeps on repeating his words that it had me get annoyed.

I held his hard length and stroke it back and forth.

2 seconds he kind of not wanting to wait anymore.

"Fuck this." He said and positioned himself at me.

"Nov—"

"Ahhhh, Elsie." He was lost for it.

His eyes.

They're closing as if it was forced.

My legs spread more automatically.

This is getting hotter and hotter.

His sweat dipped into my forehead.

I like his smell.

His length.

Oh, really.

Like really.

Just cant get over it.

I can't believe this is what I'm reviewing.

Good luck with my exams.

And we are so noisy in his room when his parents are here.

Shit.

When we had our finish stage, he fell into the chest and gasping for air.

Apparently, both of us were gasping for air.

It was as if we had a 4km marathon and were being chased by a dog or something.

I run my fingers through his hair.

"You tired?" He asked.

I chuckled.

"I am such a busy person. But I am never tired of you."

He bit his lower lip.

Lifting himself from the top of me and positioned me to be laying beside him with my head on his chest and his arms wrapping me from behind.

"This is my favorite part," I said.

Closing my eyes, feeling his heartbeat.

"What is?"

"This."

I heard him let out a small laugh.

"Another round?"

I lifted my head so that I could get a direct kiss from him.

Oh my god, isn't he exhausted?

He made goes on top of him.

Without any hesitation, I ride him like a little cowgirl. Or whatever that is.

"You're not copying any of those videos you've to watch right?"

"Come on baby, I didn't copy any of those. I had my ways...."

"In?" I asked.

"In making love with you." He said and inserted his length again into my softcore and push it again and again.

This is quite a ride tonight.

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