Baby I'm A Sinner novel Chapter 27

I gulped and closed my eyes because the lights were suddenly too annoying and I was trying to concentrate of Noah's touch. We were both drunk, and probably wouldn't remember all this the next morning.

The hand that had been on my hip all this time came up to brush the hair to my left shoulder, and then he attached his lips to the skin there.

"Noah." I said when he started biting and sucking, occasionally flicking his tongue over the spot.

When he pulled away he blew on it, making me shiver once again, even though I felt extremely hot now that his middle finger was teasing my entrance.

"You like that?" he asked.

I nodded weakly and he pressed his index finger right up against my clit, which caused my knees to buckle because it felt incredibly good.

But then he pulled his hand out and arranged my skirt back down.

"If you ever want a proper orgasm, all you have to do is ask." He said and I bit my lip because fuck, that sounded so tempting.

"Okay." I answered and he then started grinding his hips against my back, which meant that the conversation was over.

We danced together for a few more songs, until he looked down at his watch, and after a few moments of struggling to see the time through the dim lighting, he deduced that it was time to go.

"How late is it?"

"Almost two. C'mon, we have to find Harry and Lucas."

"I'm really dizzy."

"Stay close then."

He took a hold of my upper arm and pulled me with him through the crowd. When we got to our booth, Harry and Lucas were nowhere to be found, but they appeared two minutes later with flushed cheeks and disheveled hair.

"Seriously? The bathroom?" Noah asked and shook his head.

"Look who's talking." Lucas slurred and pointed at Noah as he leaned against Harry, who was just as drunk as he was.

Noah took his jacket and after making sure no one forgot anything at the table, we started making our way out. I was light on my feet, occasionally tripping over air but we managed to get to the coatroom and pick up my stuff.

It was cold outside and there were people still lined up at the entrance, despite of the late hour.

"You cold?" Noah asked and I shrugged, even though my teeth were clattering.

"Here." He said and held his arm out for me to take the jacket that was hanging off of it. He couldn't hand it over to me directly because his hands were full of my shopping bags.

Despite of the rumors at school, he seemed like a proper gentleman."

"Thanks."

I put the hoodie on and crossed my arms over my chest as we waited for a taxi to pull up. That happened soon enough, and Noah told the driver the address once everyone was in the car.

Lucas was starting to doze off against Harry's shoulder, mumbling incoherent things.

We arrived in front of Noah's house (mansion) a few minutes later, and after Noah paid the driver, we got out.

It was dark inside the house and Noah clapped his hands twice before the lights turned on.

"Rich people." I said and shook my head, making Harry burst out in a fit of giggles.

"I'll be right up, here, take these." Noah told me and handed me my bags over, before disappearing in the kitchen.

I followed Lucas and Harry upstairs. They walked into a room that I assumed was for guests, shutting the door after they told me goodnight. I awkwardly stood in the hallway with my hands occupied, waiting for Noah to come as soon as possible.

He came a few minutes later with a bottle of orange juice in one hand, and a bag of chips in the other.

"Where am I going to sleep?" I asked in a hush tone so I wouldn't wake up anyone.

"My room. I've got a king sized bed." He said and I followed him into his room, before he shut the door and took off his shoes.

I dropped the bags at the foot of the bed and toed my sneakers off, before cracking my back.

"Do you have any pyjamas I could borrow?" I asked, a bit ashamed.

"Uh, I'm quite bigger than you but I might have something. Hold on."

He walked over to one of his drawers, before opening it.

"Is that a drawer containing clothes from your past hook ups? I'm not wearing any of that."

"Fine then. Suit yourself." He said and closed it. "I have a tank top that'll fit you."

He rummaged through his giant closed before pulling out a simple white tank top that didn't have any cleavage, which I was grateful for.

"I'll change in the bathroom." I told him and he nodded, before I turned around and walked over to the bathroom.

I changed quickly, and since the tank top was as long as normal dress, I decided to go pantless (except of the panties, of course). When I came out of the bathroom, Noah was at his desk, going through his Facebook on his laptop, shirtless and dressed in a pair of White Nike sweatpants.

I tried not to stare at his chest and blush when he looked up from his laptop to give me a once over, before he returned to the desktop.

"You have an Instagram?" he asked and I nodded, watching him as he followed me, since I tagged him in a photo.

"So tell me about Luke now."

"What do you want to know?" he asked, stuffing his face with chips.

"Well, why does everyone say he's not good for me?"

He sighed and gulped down the food. I turned on my side and leaned my face into my palm as I looked at him.

"He deals drugs."

"What?"

"He's a drug dealer. As in, buys weed and coke from people and then sells it to us for more money. That's where we get all the drugs from."

"Oh God."

"And he's bad for you because if he'll do something to piss off the guys he's getting the stuff from, they'll probably kill you or something."

My heart started beating faster.

"But Sean is the guy who usually does all of it, Luke's just a help if Sean's not available, so it's not that bad."

"Does Kylie know?"

"Yeah."

"And?"

"Sean knows better than to piss off important people. And Luke does too. But it's dangerous, I don't know. I don't really care. Does it matter to you?"

"Well yeah, I mean, he's been keeping this from me. And I don't want him to get hurt."

He laughed and turned on his stomach, getting in the same position as me, so we would be face to face.

"I just told you that your life might be in danger, and you say that you don't want him to get hurt?"

I nodded.

"You're unbelievable. And after all those fake orgasms of yours, you still stand by him."