Page 47 of Naughty & Nice

I just wish I had somewhere to go, but other than chilling out on their bed, or lazing in the bathtub, I’m pretty fucking stuck.

Closing our group chat, I scroll through the messages from girls I’ve got in my inbox. I could message one of them and I’ve no doubt they’d happily reply, maybe even video call, but unlike usual, the idea isn’t all that tempting. Instead, I find my eyes lifting once again.

13

HENDRIX

All my life I’ve battled with my emotions, with who I am, who I want to be and what’s expected of me.

But it’s never felt more confusing than it does right now.

My right hand aches from the punches I threw into Wilder’s face, but it has nothing on my heart. That is totally battered.

On one hand, I’m happier than I’ve ever been. I’m lying on the couch with yet another cheesy Christmas movie playing and my arms around Noelle. It’s perfect. Everything I’ve always dreamed of.

We missed most of the last movie because we were too busy making out. Again, something I could only dream of before now.

I knew that kissing her would be mind blowing, but I never could have imagined just how good it would be.

Having her lips on mine, her hands on my body, lights me up in a way I never thought possible.

But that’s only the half of it. Right alongside my happiness is my anger.

It’s not so much that Wilder did what he did. Weirdly, that doesn’t bother me too much. If I’m being honest with myself, then I think I prefer that it was him than some random guy shemet at a party. Wilder might be a bit of an idiot, but I trust him with Noelle in a way I wouldn’t trust anyone else in the world.

He would never hurt her, because he knows that in turn, it’ll hurt me.

But they covered it up. Were they ever going to tell me?

What if this trip had gone to plan and Wilder had gone away with his teammates? Would Noelle have confessed?

I’m pretty sure we wouldn’t be where we are now.

One thing I know for a fact is Wilder was right. If it weren’t for him and what happened at that party, then we wouldn’t be here.

I close my eyes as the movie continues, vividly remembering how it felt earlier. How her body felt under my hands, how she sounded as she used me to get off.

Fuck, it was hot.

With her body pinned tightly against mine, there’s no chance of her missing what my thoughts of her do to me.

Honestly, I’ve been rocking a semi ever since she made me come. Memories of us together, her presence, the anticipation of what’s still to come has me in a constant state of horny.

Letting me know that she can feel it, Elle grinds her ass back against me.

“Noelle,” I groan quietly so that only she can hear.

Wilder might be distracted by his cell now, but I’ve seen him looking over at us, watching us.

I can’t figure out what he’s thinking as he does, though.

We haven’t spoken about it all yet, not really anyway, and I can’t help but wonder if he’s not feeling as confident with it all as he usually is.

He’s been with loads of girls. I should know; I’ve heard the sordid details about most of them. He lost his virginity when we were thirteen. At the time, I was a bit jealous. But that was nothing new. He was the popular one with all the friends, and Iwas just the quiet twin brother who spent all his time following Wilder around and hanging out with Noelle.

Other than the two of them, no one paid me any attention, so there was no way I’d get the chance to get down and dirty with a girl. Not that I saw anyone other than Noelle, and she wasn’t in a place back then to really see me.

But as he started spending time with more girls, he’d return with tales, that yes, sounded fun, but also exhausting. I didn’t want to be messing around with a different girl every night. I just wanted one. I still do.