The Boy I Once Hated: Love & Hate Duet

Eighteen years old

‘I need you,’ he growls, and at this moment I would give him everything. I’m so in love with this boy.

Noah glances around. The noises from the yacht are too close. We could be discovered at any moment.

I wish for a second that we didn’t have to hide, but I’ll take this relationship however I can get it.

He drags me off the dock, towards the parking lot filled with cars.

‘Where are we going?’ I ask.

‘Just follow me. My bike’s parked over there. I need to find somewhere to fuck you.”

I roll my eyes. ‘So romantic,’ I drawl.

He shoots me a heavy lidded gaze over his shoulder. ‘Everything’s romantic with us, little stalker. Even the fucking.’

I nod, anticipation threading through my bloodstream.

It’s freezing, and I’m clutching him tightly as the bike starts up underneath us and we speed off in the night. As usual, there’s adrenaline coursing through me. I’m turned on as I hold onto him, both because I’m pressed up against his hard body and because of the engine thrumming between my legs.

He takes us down the highway that winds around the coast. I’m wondering for a second if he’s going to take us to his boat, because I’m not sure that even he will be able to distract me long enough to have sex on the water.

Before I can say anything though, he pulls off on a small rocky trail with ‘No Trespassing’ signs all along it. He idles down the bike so it’s quieter and takes us down an even smaller winding path in the direction of the ocean. He gets to the edge of a small parking lot and then turns off the bike, walking it in between some trees so it’s out of sight.

‘We’re going to get in trouble, aren’t we?’

‘Just trust me.’

‘I do,’ I immediately say. And I realize that it’s the truth. I trust him more than anyone else in my life. It’s a scary thing.

He takes my hand and we walk along the side of the parking lot until we get to a small path illuminated by the moon. Taking it down, we make it to a small beach enveloped by cliffs. There’s no one else here, and no lights.

‘This is old man Winter’s private beach. But he doesn’t come here this time of year so we’ll be totally fine.’

Noah suddenly looks at a loss as he stares at the ground.

‘Fuck, I didn’t bring the blanket I keep in my saddlebag. I really didn’t think this through.”

I press myself up against him. ‘Just lay your jacket on the ground. That’s good enough for me. I just want you,’ I whisper.

He groans as he captures my lips in a supple kiss, his hot, wet tongue sliding into my mouth, tasting me.

His tongue takes deep long licks, and it feels like he’s fucking my mouth the same way that he does other parts of me.

Finally, he breaks away, his mouth moving to my ear. ‘You’re so fucking beautiful,’ he murmurs. “I’m so in love with you.’

I melt against him and he fists my hair as his mouth goes back to mine, angling my head as we try to get as close to each other as possible. My breasts are smashed against his chest and I mewl and rub against him. His heat seeps into me, keeping me warm despite the cold night. Part of me is still aware we’re in public, but this place feels as secluded as an empty house.

It feels like ours.

His smell surrounds me, and I feel close to coming just with all the sensations rushing around. He reaches between us and gently pinches my nipple. I arch into his hand, encouraging him as I gasp in pleasure.

‘You’re always so responsive,” he murmurs.

Noah swallows my whimpers and moans as his hand moves from my breast, to under my dress as he grabs my ass with both hands. He shoves the thin strap of my thong aside, and brushes his fingers gently over my dripping core.

‘Come for me, little stalker. Can you do that?’

‘Please,’ I beg, overcome as he slips two fingers inside me and moves them in and out. He licks and sucks my neck and chest, and I’m sure he’ll leave a mark that others could see. But I couldn’t care less. I hope he does.

It only takes a moment for me to plunge into one of the best orgasms he’s given me so far.

“Mine,’ he growls. ‘Say it. Say you’re mine.’

‘Yes,’ I moan. “Yours.”

His fingers continue to fuck me through my orgasm, prolonging the pleasure to almost more than I can bear.

He finally withdraws, his fingers slick with my juices, and he immediately slides them into his mouth, making a sexy moaning sound as he cleans them off with his tongue.

“Lay down, baby,’ he purrs.

I immediately lay back against his jacket that we spread out. He falls to his knees and reaches down and grabs the edge of my dress, sliding it up, past my hips, my breasts, and then finally over my head until I’m lying there in nothing but my bra and underwear.

“You’re so fucking perfect,” Noah murmurs.

He takes his time staring at my body, his gaze darting all over me like I’m some priceless work of art that shows him something new every time he looks at it. His hand reaches up to my mouth and slowly grabs my bottom lip, his eyes heavy lidded with worship. Noah leans forward and softly licks at my lips, his hands sliding into my hair.

‘I need this off,’ I pant as I grab at his dress shirt.

‘Take it off for me,’ he orders, and I quickly go to work, my hands fumbling over the buttons as I reveal inch by inch of his hard, perfect chest. When it’s hanging open, my hands rub all over, marveling at the perfection of his body.

Before I know it, my bra is gone, and he’s ripped my thong off, slipping it into the pocket of his dress pants before moving between my knees, spreading my legs.

Before I can say anything, his mouth is covering my slit, sucking and licking as he separates the folds with his tongue while thrusting two fingers into my core at the same time. My fingers thread through his golden locks that look more silver under the light of the moon. I’m riding his face, my head arched back as he creates magic with his tongue. His stubble scratches my inner thighs, and I think I’m obsessed as I glance down and watch his face move between my legs.

He has the enthusiasm part of giving head down perfectly…as well as having the perfect skill.

I’m vaguely aware of the sand sticking to my skin, and the sound of the waves breaking on the shore just beyond us. But it’s all drowned out by this perfect moment.

Everything tightens and as he tongues my clit, pleasure tears through me, my harsh sobs getting caught in the wind. My hips are thrusting against his mouth as he licks and sucks and tremors move through my body.

I’m near tears when he finally moves away, his mouth shiny with my juices. ‘You’re the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted. Good thing I get to eat your pussy for the rest of my life,’ he says in a gruff voice.

I know it’s ridiculous, the thought that at eighteen you could find your soulmate. But I know with every facet of my heart that we belong together, that he was made to be mine.

Before I can say anything, his lips are pressing against mine, his tongue licking into my mouth so that I can taste myself. I love that he has a piece of me on him. It feels like I’ve marked him in a way. I feel him fumbling in between us as he unbuttons the top of his pants, and frees his cock.

We’re desperate for each other, and he doesn’t tease me. He just pushes into my dripping center.

“You’re so tight every time,” he breathes.

It’s definitely a tight fit, and I lose my breath for a moment as my body adjusts to his size.

His hand moves between us and he works my clit, helping my body to relax until the pain is outweighed by the pleasure.

He withdraws slowly to the tip, and pauses, pressing a sharp, sweet kiss on my lips before he pushes back inside. I grab at his neck and shoulders, holding on while he moves in and out of me, setting the perfect rhythm.

Each stroke fucks me deep, and I’m whimpering as he moves. His mouth covers mine, swallowing my cries.

“Come for me, Sky. Choke my cock,” he orders, and as if he holds my pussy by a leash, I fall over the edge.

His movements quicken and he kisses me hard, his tongue stroking in and out in almost perfect sync with his dick. He shudders as he follows me over the edge, and I can feel him filling me up, setting off yet another small orgasm.

There’s tears in my eyes as his movements slow and I wrap him up with my arms and legs, wanting to keep him a part of me forever.

I want to get all of his forevers.

And in this moment, as he brushes soft kisses all over my cheeks and lips, and tells me that he loves me…

I almost believe that I can.