Baby I'm A Sinner novel Chapter 26

The alcohol burned my throat, but I didn't feel anything from it, so I did another one a few minutes later. My phone buzzed in my bra (I didn't want to put it away with my other things, so I pulled it out and unlocked the screen. It was a message from my mother, asking me where I was.

Dani: I'm at Jake's, I'm sleeping over.

Mom: okay do you have money for taxi or should I come pick you up tomorrow?

Dani: got money.

Mom: ok.

I locked the screen once again and asked Noah to put the phone in his pocket, which he did. One more shot later I could already start to feel my mood changing to a much happier one and I wanted to dance.

"Where are you going?" Noah asked me when I stood up and pulled my skirt down.

"To dance."

He glanced over at Lucas and Harry, who were downing another shot together.

"I'll come with." He said and my heart started beating faster for no reason. It wasn't like anything would happen; he'd probably dance with someone else anyway.

He followed me closely as I tried to go as far as I could into the mass of people.

A David Guetta remix started and I smiled because I really liked the song, so I just started dancing to the beat. Some arms wrapped around me and for a second I thought it was Noah, but then I saw him already dancing up against some girl, so it couldn't have been him.

The song was over soon and Harry and Lucas joined us too, with Lucas grinding back against Harry. Everything was going good, until the guy decided to kiss my neck. That's when I pulled away from him.

"Um--I have a boyfriend." I said, not even sure if he heard me.

He shook his head and turned away, probably looking for another girl to dance with.

I walked away from the dancefloor and back to our table, to see that there was one shot left. Lucas and Harry must've drunk them all.

I downed the last one left, before I made my way towards the bar.

"I'll have a Vodka and Coke please." I told the barman as I leaned against the bar.

"Can I see an ID?" he asked and I sighed.

"If I got in, I'm probably over eighteen--"

"You don't look it."

"Fine, I'll have water then." I mumbled, but then remembered that I didn't have any money anyway, so I just told him to cancel it.

"I take you out to a club and you order water?"

I jumped at the voice in my ear and turned my head to see Noah sitting down on the only empty barstool at the entire giant bar, right next to me.

"I wanted a Vodka and Coke but he said that I couldn't because I'm underage."

Noah rolled his eyes and asked the barman for two Vodka and Cokes.

"Put it under the Hudson tab."

"Oh, good evening Mr. Hudson." The barman said and Noah nodded, returning his attention to me.

The barman placed the drinks in front of us and Noah got up from the stool, patting on it.

"Sit down."

"I really don't--okay." I said and quickly climbed to sit on it, crossing my legs so I wouldn't flash him my panties.

"Thanks for um--buying me stuff."

"Oh, okay?"

I didn't ask him where I would sleep, I just went with it. I spent the night with Luke before, but we didn't do much.

I had to stop overthinking, for real.

He placed a hand on my lower back, one finger slipping under my shirt as he guided me through the people dancing. I was starting to get kind of dizzy and I was for sure tipsy by now.

Noah pulled me against his chest as soon as we found a good spot and didn't waste any time by gripping my hips and letting me move against him on my own accord.

I recognized the song as 'Waiting All Night' by Rudimental, and I actually liked it because it had a nice beat.

I tried not to seem phased when one of Noah's hands travelled lower, until he touched the skin that wasn't covered by the skirt.

"I like how you look in skirts." He said into my ear, sending shivers all over my back. I bit my lip and slowed down my dancing, secretly trying to hint at the fact that I enjoyed him touching me.

He reminded me of Luke; tall, blond, had tattoos, a piercing and smelled of cigarettes and expensive cologne. His hands were bigger though.

"Has Luke ever fingered you before?" he blatantly asked, as if it were the most normal question in the world.

I nodded, flashbacks from two days ago of me pressed against the back of the bleachers running through my head, and Luke's middle finger trying to pleasure me. I pretended to orgasm because the bell had rung, and I was late for class. I'd been pretty close to my first orgasm ever, but if we would've had more time, I would've finished for sure.

"And?" he mumbled into my neck, eyes trained on my cleavage.

"And what?" I dumbly asked into his ear that was right next to my cheek.

My right hand came up to tangle in his fluffy hair that looked (and felt) so good. I was fully aware of the fact that I was heavily breathing against his neck and he definitely knew the effect he had on me.

I almost moaned when I felt his hand slip under my skirt and his fingertips tracing the hem of my panties.

"This is why I like skirts." He said and slid his hand into my underwear, immediately cupping my naked crotch.